You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 100

Smelling the aroma of the food, Beau felt hungry.

However, Harriet didn't want to invite him to dinner at all. He walked into the small kitchen, but there were no bowls or chopsticks.

He frowned and walked back to the living room, and sat down on the sofa.

Harriet ate a lot at noon, so she only had one bowl of porridge. After washing the dishes, she sat in front of the desk and prepared classes in the living room. The bedroom was too small to place a desk and laptop.

Beau looked at her for a while, and then he went to the kitchen, warmed the porridge, and put it in the bowl she just used.

When Harriet heard a slight sound, she felt confused and turned around.

She saw Beau sitting at the dining table, having porridge with her bowl and chopsticks. The dining table was short, making him look very aggrieved.

She glanced at him indifferently, and then turned around to work. It had nothing to do with her.

After finishing her work, she tidied up the table and went to the bathroom to take a shower. However, there was no hot water, so she didn't take a shower.

When she went out to the living room, Beau already finished. He looked at her and said, "Go back to the House of Wright."

Harriet took the mop to drag the ground. Hearing this, she didn't raise her head and said, "It's very comfortable for me to live here. Mr. Wright, you can leave now."

Beau looked around at the narrow room, and said, "Go back to the apartment downtown."

Harriet raised her head, and said, "I won't go anywhere. Mr. Wright can leave now!"

Beau said, "Why should I leave?"

"This is my room!" She reminded him.

Beau shrugged his shoulders and said, "The postnuptial property is community property, so I also have the right to deal with it."

Harriet had never seen such a shameless person. She felt he was very ridiculous.

He didn't live in the luxurious House of Wright, but stayed with her in such a small house.

Harriet didn't care what he wanted to do.

Walking back to her bedroom, she lay on the bed. It was a small single bed, and just suitable for one person to lie down.

She covered herself with the quilt and ignored Beau outside. She fell asleep, because she had to get up early tomorrow, and had no time and mood to waste with him.

Beau watched Harriet walk into the bedroom. He felt angry but helpless.

He sat on the sofa, but after a while, he felt uncomfortable, so he lay down.

The sofa was obviously a bargain, and it was not as comfortable as that of House of Wright. It was small and short. When Beau moved, he fell down to the ground.

He stood up and lay down again. He could only curl up on the sofa to avoid falling down again.

The heating in the room was not very good. When he stayed in the living room, he felt cold.