Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 49

Wesley's hand crossed the dining table, stopping Harriet hand from a distance which reveled their intimate relationship, but no one dared to say anything as Wesley was big boss.

"Harriet did drink a lot, I will drink for her."

Bryant suddenly reached out his hand.

"It's not necessary for you."

Wesley glanced at Bryant without moving his hand but stop Bryant with his cool staring.

The glass of wine in Harriet's hand eventually returned to the table. No one dared to persuade her to drink more in the feast.

Late in the night, the crew in the restaurant was gradually dispersed.

Harriet and Wesley walked at the end. Bryant looked at them, and asked with a little tentative, "Harriet seems to be drunk. Someone has to send her home."

Wesley gave him a cold look, "Why? Are you going to send her home?"

Bryant was frightened by his words and quickly denied, "I don't mean that. I think Harriet will be home safely with your escort."

After he finished talking, he smiled and turned away quickly.

The black car galloped at high speed in the inner ring, and two figures on the rear seat were printed in the rear-view mirror of the car.

Harriet drank a lot, drunk and dizzy. After the car drove over a steep slope, her head sank and leaned on Wesley's shoulder, with her falling into lethargy.

Wesley retracted his gaze at the outside and looked at her.

The crew had ended their shooting which meant that she would return to the apartment for a long period of time before the start of her new movie, as before.

"Jack, when will her next show be filmed?"

"About half a month later."

"Speak to the person in charge and postpone it for a month."

Jack froze for a moment, "Boss, what about the loss of postponing a month ..."

Seeing Wesley's unpleasant gaze in the rear-view mirror, he closed his mouth silently and stopped talking.

The next morning,

Harriet was dizzy when she woke up. She inexplicably felt familiar as she looked at a glass of water on table beside the bed, and then looked at the pajamas she had changed.

She could not remember how she changed clothes and took a shower as she had been drunk. It was not possible for her to remember to pour herself a glass of water on the bedside for next morning.

She took the quilt and sat up, leaning on the bedside and watching the familiar items in the bedroom.

The remnants of the memory overlapped the figure of the person who took care of her last night and the memory of the drinking in the crew.

It was really him, Wesley.

There was a brief warmth flowing in Harriet's heart for the confirmation, but she felt uneasy after the warmth.

She and Wesley used to be a trading relationship, and it had not be changed till now. The only difference was that she used to get the money he gave without any personal feelings, but now she had become attaching to him because of his caring even though she did not know whether he did it unintentionally. She desired his warmth right now.

It was very late when Harriet got up. Harriet adjusted her mood to clean and put on makeup after checking the calendar.

She made an appointment with Colin and would like to accompany him for dinner today. It happened to be Saturday and Colin did not have the self-studying part at night. She could pick him up after school in the afternoon.

5:00 p.m.--

Harriet's car was parked on the side of the road, and she shook half of the window down. She saw a refreshing tall figure coming from a distance. It was Colin, who was chased by a little girl. The girl stopped Colin by stretching her hands in front of Colin.

Harriet pulled her sunglasses down and looked at them curiously.

But there were too many people around them and she could only see the girl's back.

She saw the little girl grabbing Colin's hand and shaking, seeming to be saying something coquettishly. Colin shook her hands away and looked nervously around. Then he talked with the little girl with a serious face.