You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 55

"Where?" He raised his eyes and frowned slightly. His words naturally flowed out from his lips.

"Go to Sykes's room. The suitcase is still with him. I'll be back soon."

Before he could say anything, Harriet Smith walked out of the room with the glass in her hand.

Beau Wright glanced at her back, and his narrowed eyes gradually darkened.

In the other room.

Sykes Wright leaned against the edge of the bed and didn't feel sleepy at all. The faint orange fragrance that belonged to her was still flowing in his breath. It was so fresh and fragrant.

Then, her white face appeared in his mind, and the breath from her red lips sprayed on his neck, hot and itchy.

At the age of 20, he was at the age of vitality.

Raising his hand, he knocked his head hard. She was his sister-in-law. How could he have such a despicable idea!

While he was still upset, the door was suddenly pushed open and Harriet Smith walked in.

When he looked over, he was so scared that he almost fell off the bed. He didn't dare to look into her eyes.

"Still awake?" She did not notice his strangeness and just said, "I saw the door open, so I pushed it and walked in. Did I disturb you?"

"No... no..." Sykes Wright couldn't help but stammer a little. She probably didn't see what had happened just now, he guessed.

"I'll come and get the suitcase." She pointed at the suitcase and seemed to think of something. She paused and said, "By the way, Sykes, how old is aunt?"

She had always been curious about this question.

"Thirty-one years old, one year older than Beau, but Mary was adopted."

At these words, Harriet's brow furrowed, there was such truth behind it, she was a little surprised and stunned: "Adopted?

"Yes." He didn't hide anything from her. He felt that it was better for her to know some things.

Harriet nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She said, "It's getting late. Have a rest. Good night."

When she was about to walk out of the room, Sykes suddenly asked, "Have you fallen in love with him?"

She stopped in her tracks and stood where she was.

"If you said that you chose to marry my brother for the sake of the child, what about now?"

Turning around, she smiled and said grumpily, "Why do you know so much? Go to sleep. Good night."

After that, she closed the door and left.

When she returned to her room, she saw that Beau was still awake. The quilt was covering his waist and abdomen, and his upper body was leaning against the bed.

When he saw her come in, his eyes darkened and his thin lips twitched. "Is Sykes asleep?"

"Not yet. I'll pack my luggage first."

As she spoke, she squatted on the ground and opened the suitcase. In fact, she didn't bring anything with her, just a few thick clothes.

Beau glanced at her. After she left just now, he was not sleepy at all. At this time, hearing the rustling sound, he closed his half-closed eyes and pretended to sleep.

After tidying up the suitcase, there was no sound behind her. She turned around in surprise, only to find that he was already asleep.