You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 64

"Mrs. Wright, cook noodles for me..."

Immediately following was Harriet Smith's voice. "Mr. Wright is very rich, why don't you eat outside?"

"Mrs. Wright's noodles are more suitable for me. They are light and fresh..."

"I'm not your private chef. If you want to eat, I can do it. But you have to pay first."

Beau Wright leaned lazily on the sofa and said, "Didn't you already have the bank card?"

Hearing this, Harriet Smith's face froze, but she didn't say anything.

These words reminded her of the phone call and his words at that time.

"There is too much money on your card. I don't need it. I'll give it to you later. Besides, I have a salary. There's no need to use Mr. Wright's card."

She said this easily, but what she said was the truth.

In an instant, Beau Wright frowned, and his eyes became gloomy. He took a deep look at her and said, "Take it..."

"I don't know how much money on Mr. Wright's card. If I lose it, I'm afraid I won't even be able to offer it. So I like to be at ease."

To be honest, she would never use his money. Why should she worry about it?

Beau Wright's eyes became darker and darker, and even his voice became low and cold. "I always like others to worry ..."

"Mr. Wright, you can't be so petty. Can you let me live a comfortable life?"

Why was this man like this? She was returning the card to him, not asking him for it. How could he look like this?

Finally, Beau Wright frowned and stared at her with a pair of black eyes. "You are Mrs. Wright, if you don't spend Mr. Wright's money. Tell me whose money do you want to spend?"

"I don't need to spend anyone's money. I have enough salary to support myself." Harriet Smith smiled brightly. "Besides, I feel uncomfortable spending other people's money."

“……”Beau Wright snorted in annoyance. He got up and walked to the bathroom. Obviously, he didn't want to talk about this topic with her anymore.

Harriet Smith shrugged her shoulders. She didn't take it seriously. She believed if someone wants something done right, do it themselves.

Although she said that, she still walked to the kitchen, intending to cook noodles.

It was really not good to drink for a whole day. If he didn't eat something, his stomach would be churned and it would be difficult to sleep.

Hearing the footsteps, Mary Wright quickly turned around, opened the door of the next room, and hid inside.

When the footsteps gradually faded away, she carefully pushed open the door and walked out. She took a deep breath and returned to the room.

The conversation reverberated word for word in the mind. Mary Wright was not sleepy. She sat by the window and looked at the night outside.

They were a couple, so it was natural for them to share bank cards.

However, when she thought of his attitude toward Harriet Smith, and his attitude toward her...

Mary Wright gasped for breath, unable to calm down.

The difference in his attitude toward them was too different. She could not accept it.

In the past, these were what she wanted, but at this moment, they were completely overturned.

A voice in her heart was clearly telling her that what she wanted was not this...

While her thoughts were still wandering, a cell phone suddenly rang and broke the silence. She came to her senses.

When she picked up her phone, the dark blue screen was flashing, showing the name: Scout.

Feeling a little annoyed, Mary Wright picked up the phone. "Hello."

"Honey, are you asleep?" That magnetic voice could be described as gentle as water.

Her expression changed and she said, "Can you remove the first word? I feel very uncomfortable listening to it."

"No problem. Do you have anything you want? Do you want a ring, a car, or paintings?"

Mary Wright was already in a bad mood, and her expression became a little gloomy. "What's wrong with you?"

"December 27th is your birthday. What kind of birthday present do you want? Give me a wish. I will satisfy you on behalf of Santa Claus. Tell me..."

Hearing this, Mary Wright was a little stunned. She didn't expect her birthday to come so soon.

Recalling her own attitude, she felt a little guilty and apologetic, and her voice softened.

"Sorry, I'm in a bad mood. Also, I don't need a birthday present. Take care of yourself..."

Scout's voice came through the phone again, "Why are you in a bad mood?"

"It is just something small that doesn't matter. They are not worth mentioning. I am a little tired today and want to have a rest..."

"Mary, on that day, I'll give you a grand wedding. What do you think about it? You can become a princess in fairy tales and gain everyone's admiration. Also, do you want the wedding to be held abroad, or Tranton?"

"Scout, I'm really tired. I want to sleep now. It's 10 p.m."

She secretly reminded him that it was very late and time for a break.

"Well, since you are tired, you can rest. I hope you have a dream. Good night..."

"Good night..."

The phone hung up, but the frustration in her heart did not disappear. Instead, it became more and more intense, making it difficult for her to fall asleep.