Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 52

In the middle of the night, there was a whimper from his ears.

Wesley rested in the companion bed and looked across with the voice.

In the dim light, Harriet revealed a painful face, and she kept her lips wriggled.

He got out of bed with his hands paused in the air, gently patted her on her shoulder like others did to comfort people.

Wesley felt a bit relieved when Harriet gradually calm down and she turned peaceful.

The next day, Harriet woke up and found the man beside the bed.

She widened her eyes with shock, and then she recalled something and felt a bit upset.

She was careless. There must be something wrong with the wine last night.

What about Wesley? He happened to know she was in danger so he saved her?

There was a little complexity in her eyes. They could not hurt her if she was with Wesley.

He was annoying but reliable.

While Harriet was staring at him, a cold voice came, "You have woken up?"

As soon as Harriet's thoughts returned, she saw Wesley's lazy eyes.

Wesley just woke up, leaning his hand on his chin, leaning against the seat totally.

Harriet moved back and lowered her eyelashes, "Yeah."

"Come here." The man's words were always concise.

She frowned lightly, but moved towards him obediently.

As soon as she approached him, Wesley suddenly got up and sat down beside the bed, pulling her hand into his chest, and then the whole person leaned on his arms.

She unconsciously reached out and tried to push away, but when she touched him, she went around and obediently wrapped his neck.

She did not forget his warning to her.

He buried his head in her long dark, smooth hair, sniffing her aroma. There was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.

Sure enough, he liked her to be docile.

Harriet's body was a little stiff, but she relaxed slightly when she saw that he had no further movements.

Wesley did not say anything, and neither Harriet. She still grumbled with what he did to her before.

However, she still wanted to clarify what happened yesterday, "What happened last night?"

The man asked, "Can't you speculate?"

"Irene always wants to hurt me." She did not forget that Irene was supported by his baby fiancée, pretending to ask his plan, "Do you think what I should do?"

Wesley got her idea soon, "She will not provoke you again."

"Really?" She looked at him with her bright eyes. Did he fix the issue for her?

But if Irene ran to the Jones to complain, would he be willing to be against them for her?

Harriet didn't have that unrealistic idea.

"Great." She didn't ask any more as Wesley was a man of his words.

The doctor in the morning round came.

Harriet quickly withdrew from her arms and distanced him.

The doctor briefly checked and said, "Miss Clark, you are fine. You can go through the discharge procedures now."

Harriet nodded.

The doctor did not leave, but took out a notebook from the white coat and sincerely said, "My little girl is your fan, would you like to sign a name for her?

"Okay." Harriet readily agreed, taking over the notebook and signing twice, one English name and one Chinese name.

Wesley glanced at her words and shook her head slightly.

Harriet happened to see his shaking head and asked unhappily, "What do you mean by shaking your head?"

"It's too ugly." Wesley said without any politeness.