You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 59

"This is a batch of rescue drugs. I'm organizing the list and then sending it to the medicine warehouse." Bob's forehead was covered with sweat.

"What about Harriet Smith's lunch if you stay here?"

Bob gasped and said, "I've been busy these days, so I didn't go back to the County Government Office. Beau Wright took them back."

"I see. Okay, you can go ahead." Sykes Wright waved at him. He had planned to send lunch back, but since his brother was here, he didn't need to.

Hearing this, the expression on Mary Wright's face changed slightly, and her eyes were a little light.

Although the sun did come out, the weather was not very good. The cold wind was still blowing, and it was a little cold.

After pushing it out for less than half an hour, Mary Wright said that she was cold and sleepy and didn't want to stay outside anymore.

So Sykes Wright pushed her back to her room. After receiving the call, he left in a hurry.

Mary Wright was left on the bed. Her eyes were blank and her brows were furrowed. She gently covered her chest with her hands. It hurt so much that she felt uncomfortable.

He had never been to the hospital since Harriet's foot was injured.

At first, she felt that it was good. These days, her heart was a little shaken, too wavering, tangled, hesitant, and hesitant.

If he didn't come, she could slowly forget those things that made her feel grateful and swayed, as if nothing had happened.

However, he had never appeared as she thought!

Immediately afterward, she felt lost and empty, then carried with a strong expectation that he would appear.

Such contradictory and complicated emotions made her feel very annoyed and bitter.

That was why she had been probing his whereabouts when Sykes came to the hospital today.

Hearing that he was very busy every day, she thought that he definitely had no time to come here, so at that moment, she smiled and felt relaxed.

However, after running into Bob, all her ease and smiles instantly seemed so ironic.

He didn't have time to go to the hospital, but he had time to go back to the company's branch at noon every day...

The huge difference made Harriet feel unbearable. Did he fall in love with Harriet Smith, or did he just want to take care of her?

These two thoughts rolled freely in her mind, making her uncomfortable.

Suddenly, she thought of her brother's words. One wrong step leads to the rest of the steps being wrong, and then, there was no room for her to turn back...

And she would really push him further and further away from her...

But what could she do?

Her inexplicable thoughts ran wildly in her head as if to drive her crazy. Then, she suddenly felt a heavyweight on her head, and then she became dizzy.

Mary Wright raised her hand and placed it on his forehead. It was boiling hot and he caught a cold.

It must have been because of the cold wind just now. Even her nose was blocked and she felt a little out of breath.

Her whole body was hot and weak. She pursed her dry lips and couldn't help picking up her mobile phone and dialing it. Her throat was very dry.

When the phone was connected, she just murmured softly, "I feel... uncomfortable..."

Then, she hung up the phone and threw it aside. She didn't call the nurse and just lay there.

After a while, Beau Wright strode in. His handsome face was stern, and his deep eyes fell on Mary Wright.

Her cheeks were flushed and her lips were slightly dry. She seemed very uncomfortable and unconscious, rubbing against the bed.

Frowning, his hand with distinct joints landed on her forehead. The astonishing temperature caused her eyes to slowly narrow and become unusually dark.

The nurse hurried in, not daring to look at Beau Wright's expression. She kept her head down and kept busy, measuring her temperature and checking her body.

"Why is her temperature so high all of a sudden?" Beau Wright stared at the nurse. "That's how you take care of patients, huh?"

The nurse's heart skipped a beat as she raised her voice. She quickly explained, "Sykes came to the hospital today. At noon, he pushed her out to get some fresh air and then got caught in a cold. It's a little too serious, so it's best for someone to guard at night. Otherwise, it might turn into pneumonia."

Hearing that, Beau Wright didn't say anything else. He pursed his thin lips and leaned to the side to watch the nurse feed the medicine.

After doing all this, the nurse quickly left.

With his long legs moving, Beau Wright sat by the bed. There were even beads of sweat on her forehead, but her hands grabbed his hands tightly and refused to let go.

He tried to move, but her hands tightened. He couldn't hear clearly what she was muttering.

Beau Wright's big hand moved and gently wiped away the sweat on her forehead. Then he lowered his eyes and looked at the time. It was half past seven.

When he thought of the woman in the room who was still in the bed and couldn't move, his eyes moved slightly and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, he took out his mobile phone but the battery was low and it was switched off.

He gently rubbed his eyebrows and put the phone back into his coat pocket. He looked at Mary Wright, who still seemed not to be relieved, and sat there without moving...

In the room.

It was already eight o'clock, but he hadn't come back yet. Harriet Smith was a little worried. "Did something happen?"

In the past few days, he would come back at noon every day, and then at seven o'clock in the afternoon.