You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 78

In the end, Lainey Brown looked at Mary Wright again and said, "What a terrible memory I have! I almost forgot Mary. Mary, do you want to go with me?"

"I made an appointment with my friends in the afternoon, so I won't go."

With a gentle smile, Mary Wright said with a calm expression, but her eyes swept over Beau Wright intentionally.

Beau Wright didn't seem to notice it. He sipped his coffee and glanced at Harriet Smith beside him.

Harriet Smith ignored the conversation between them. Instead, she drank the milk and chatted with Sykes Wright in a low voice from time to time. Her voice was so low that only the two of them could hear her.

When he saw this, his dark and deep eyes slowly narrowed a little and stared at them...

"Well, we'll go first." Lainey Brown said with a smile.

After breakfast, they left, leaving only Mary Wright and Sykes Wright in the living room.

After glancing at the watch, Sykes Wright stretched lazily and got up from the sofa. He said, "Mary, I'm leaving."

Coming back to earth, Mary Wright asked in confusion, "Where are you going?"

"Of course, it's a part-time job. I haven't finished my work yet, and I don't have a holiday for the New Year."

Mary Wright frowned. "Sykes, you don't have to do that."

"Mary, that's my choice. I'm preparing for the future."

Sykes Wright shook his head and hummed, "No one can understand me. When the day comes in the future, I will shine..."

As he sang softly, he walked out of the House of Wright, exuding the uniqueness and charm of youth.

As a result, Mary Wright was the only one left in the living room, as well as the servants walking back and forth.

The next day was the New Year. Lainey Brown asked the servants to clean up the House of Wright from inside to outside, and they could not let go of any corner.

All of a sudden, Mary Wright had a deep feeling. "Is Lainey Brown's life interesting?"

Cromwell was originally busy with his work. He didn't go back all year round and stayed in Butte County all the time.

Now that he had a woman he loved outside, it was even more impossible for him to return.

Lainey Brown only stayed at the home alone. No wonder she became more and more vulgar and mean.

Compared with the Lainey Brown from ten years ago, it was like heaven and earth.

To be honest, as a woman, Lainey Brown was indeed miserable.

However, when she thought of what she had said at breakfast, the sympathy in Mary Wright's heart immediately disappeared.

How could have sympathy for a woman who always wanted to mock and provoke you?

As her thoughts drifted away, she thought of the cosmetics in his hand last night. Her heart moved slightly and she was full of curiosity.

Did he give the cosmetics to Harriet Smith, or stay there, or give them to her?

She kept thinking about it in her mind. Mary Wright felt a little uneasy. And she happened to see a servant holding the key to the House of Wright walking to the second floor.

Her eyes lit up, and she said to the maid, "What are you doing with the key now?"

"Mrs. Brown asked me to clean Mr. Wright's study."

"Well, open the door and send me the key. I'll go to the attic to find something." Mary Wright said in a strange tone.

"Miss Wright, do you need my help?"

"No, I can do it by myself." Mary Wright smiled gently at the servant.

When she held the key and stood at the door of Beau Wright's room, Mary Wright seemed to be poured with a bucket of ice water from her head and woke up instantly.

Now she... Now... What was she doing now?

The feeling of disappointment turned out to be this.

"But why did he give Harriet Smith cosmetics?"

She didn't understand, but there were more thoughts, fear...

For the first time, Harriet Smith felt that shopping was so tiring.

Lainey Brown put a pile of clothes at the door of the fitting room and tried them one by one.

Beau Wright's tall body sank into the soft sofa, with his left hand supporting his chin, and his right hand casually flipping through the magazine.

Raising his eyes, he glanced at the tired woman on her face and patted the seat next to him with his big hand. "Harriet."

Harriet Smith just glanced at him and ignored him. She still leaned against the wall and stood there.

Beau Wright didn't take it seriously. He raised his eyebrows and moved his thin lips. He kindly reminded her in a low voice, "It will take her more than three hours to try on these clothes..."

Hearing this, she moved to the sofa, sat down at the farthest place from him, and gently pounded her slightly sour calf.

Since it would cost three hours, why did she have to stand?

"Are you sure you want to continue like this?" Putting down the magazine in his hand, he glanced at her.

"What's wrong with my attitude?" Harriet Smith asked flatly.

"Cold, distant, and strange. As my wife, do you think you should have such an attitude?"

Beau Wright raised his voice, showing his dissatisfaction. He tapped the magazine with his big hand and made a sound.

"You can manage the Companies of Wright Family, but cannot control my attitude. No matter what kind of attitude I have, it's my freedom. You have no right to interfere, don't you?"

His thin lips moved slightly. When he was about to say something, Lainey Brown came over, holding several clothes in her hand, and said directly, "Harriet, go and pay the bill."