Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 123

A cruel smile appeared on Wesley Smith's lips.

"What I throw away is not qualified to be here.”

With that words, he said to the person at the door, "throw her out."

Jack Moore who was waiting for the assignment went in and grabbed Harriet Clark's hand and pulled her out of the sofa. "Miss Clark, please leave."

Harriet Clark was so depressed that she didn't expect Wesley Smith to be so ruthless, indifferent, cold, and even stingy to give her an unnecessary look.

“Wesley Smith！”

All of a sudden, she had a burst of courage to vent, and opened her mouth as loud as possible.

"Do you know why Louisa Jones who grew up with you would not like you? Even if you are good to her, even if you save her at all costs, she will not love you because you are a cold-blooded and merciless person! People like you who have no heart will never be treated sincerely by others in their whole life!”

With that, she shook off the hands of Jack Moore and was ready to leave the office smartly.

However, her arm was caught by the man just as she take a step.

"Harriet Clark, are you really impatient to die?"

Anyone who dared to contradict him hysterically had never come to a good end, so Harriet Clark could be said to be the first person to be unscrupulous in the office for so many years.

"Let me go! Don't you want to help?" Harriet Clark struggled. "If you don't want to, just drop it, maybe it's because you're guilty that you won't tell me.”

Wesley Smith squinted slightly and pushed her against the wall. "I never feel guilty about doing things."

"Is it? Do you want me to praise you? "

Harriet Clark had just finished the words with a cold eye, and there was a pain in her lips.

Jack Moore's eyes suddenly did not know where to look, and he did not know whether he should go out, so he had to bow his head and pretend to be transparent.

"Insane!" Harriet Clark pushed him away, glared indignantly, "don't you care about me? Don't you mean I'm that humble woman? If you dislike me, why do you want to do this? "

Wesley Smith gently rubbed the bloodstain on his lips with his fingertips, which was extremely graceful.

"Didn't you ask someone here to beg me? Now I give you a chance. Don't be ungrateful. "

"I didn't ask Cherry Whitty to come here. I know your temperament and wouldn’t do such a futile stupid thing."

Harriet Clark wiped his lips hard and turned around in disgust. But at this moment, someone pushed the door open and almost hit her.

"Miss Clark, are you ok?" It was len Davis who had been waiting outside for a long time and heard a lot of noise coming from the room, so he opened the door in a hurry.

Wesley Smith looked at him and his face was gloomy.

This man had been around Harriet Clark more than once. "Who let you in?"

Len Davis was expressing concern, suddenly he turned his head, saw Wesley Smith's cold face and felt embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I'm just worried about Miss Clark. I just came in to have a look, but I'm going out right away."

Harriet Clark pushed len Davis out of the door as soon as she saw this situation, and left with him. "I'm fine. Don't worry. I was talking with boss Smith just now."

She could be indifferent to herself and she could accept the insults of Wesley Smith, but she can't let len Davis be embarrassed, especially because he was still very weak.