You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 49 Their afternoon Date

The old lady said slowly. She had never made a mistake in judging people. It was a good fortune for

Beau that the girl married Beau.

However, she didn't know why Beau married Harriet.

She was afraid that Harriet would get hurt. If Beau still missed Mary...

"What about Mary? Has she really left your heart, or has she still occupied a place until now?"

Beau Wright's Adam's apple bobbed. His eyes darkened, but his thin lips curled into a light smile. He

stretched out lazily. "Mrs. Alicia, it's already ten o'clock. It's time for you to rest."

"Are you deliberately avoiding my topic or are you caring about my body? What will you do if Mary

appears in front of you again?"

"There is no need to answer such a hypothesis question..." He curled his lips and added, "She's

already in front of me..."

Hearing this, the old lady frowned in surprise. "She came back from the United States? “

Beau Wright met her gaze and answered certainly, "Yes."

"What about now?"

"She went to Butte County to be my father's assistant secretary. Can Mrs. Alicia end the conversation?

I'm a little sleepy. Good night, Mrs. Alicia. Have a good sleep..."

She actually went to Butte County to be Cromwell Wright's assistant secretary. When the old lady came

to her senses, Beau Wright had already walked to the corner of the stairs.

She could not help but sigh softly. What exactly was Beau thinking?

She was afraid, alas...

But that was still the emotional world of young people. Even if she asked and knew, what could she do?

Therefore, it was better to let nature take its course.

However, Mary and Harriet, she is still more inclined to Harriet.

It can be said that Mary was raised by her. Mary had a good personality, but she always felt that it was

not suitable...

As she got older, she became more thoughtful. Now she even wanted to get involved in her grandson's

relationship.

With a smile, the old lady got up with the cat in her arms. As she walked, she said, "Emilia, Let's go to

sleep."

The next day.

The snowflakes were falling heavily, which was bigger than usual.

A few days ago, the snow on the ground was only a layer, but now, with one step, there was a deep

footprint.

Harriet Smith was afraid of the cold by nature. As long as it was winter, her hands and feet would be

cold, as cold as a stone. She couldn't warm it no matter how hard she tried.

Therefore, her father always said that she was a cold-blooded animal like a snake.

Seeing how cold it was, she found the thickest down jacket, hat, and gloves.

Beau Wright's eyes swept across her, who looked like a bear. He looked down and finally looked at the

glove she was wearing. "It looks quite familiar..."

"What's so familiar?" She tidied up her hat and tilted her head to look at him.

Beau Wright raised his eyebrows and glanced at the gloves on her hand.

Following his line of sight, Harriet Smith waved her hand and said, "This is the gift I gave to Sykes, but

that night..."

When she was about to say something, she suddenly remembered the scene that night. She quickly

stopped and changed the topic. "Aren't you leaving?"

There seemed to be a layer of coldness in his eyes. Without saying anything, Beau Wright turned

around and strode forward.

Harriet Smith picked up the pace and followed behind him. His steps were a little big, and it was a little

difficult for her to follow him. Obviously, he didn't mean to pity her.

In the past, she had heard people say that if they came to Pozos Colorados, they would either come in

summer or winter.

Summer was the season for the lotus flowers to bloom. The lotus leaves were extremely green. The

green lotus leaves and white lotus flowers were really delicate.

As for winter, it was covered with snow. The snow wandered in the air and finally fell into the lake. It

was unique scenery.

Walking through the winding corridor, Harriet Smith noticed that the Lake Michigan was frozen, so it

was impossible for her to take a boat.

He felt a little disappointed. But after seeing the beautiful scenery in front of him, the disappointment

disappeared.

The Seventeen Arches Bridge and the Longevity Hill appeared more and more charming in the snow.

Even after walking for a long time, she still didn't feel tired. But the man in front of her didn't even turn

around his head, leaving a distance away from her.

Harriet Smith caught up with him in a few steps. Panting slightly, she reached out to hold his hand.

"Can you take care of the pregnant woman and walk a little slower?"

A burst of bone-chilling coldness came. Beau Wright's eyes swept over and fell on the pair of hands

that were colder than stones. He frowned slightly.

"Are you shocked by the temperature of my hands? In winter, my hands and feet are cold." She

narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Where are the gloves?"

She only remembered then when he reminded her of the gloves. She patted her head and said, "Look

at my poor memory. I've lost it in burning incense."

Beau Wright narrowed his eyes. "Don't you even have a brain when you go out?"

"Yes, but it's normal to lose things occasionally. If you hadn't walked too fast, I wouldn't have dropped

my gloves there to chase you!"

There was also anger in her words. When she was about to take back her hand, his warm and dry

palm had already held her hand.

She was slightly stunned and froze there like a stone.

But he ignored her and put her hand into his coat pocket.

The temperature between men and women was indeed different. She was as cold as a stone, but he

was as warm as a bag of warm water.

It was indeed warm in his pocket, but she stared at his slender big hand and said in a strange way, This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"The pocket is not as hot as your hand."

Hearing that, Beau Wright turned around and stared at her.

Being stared at, she smiled awkwardly and touched her nose. "Never mind it."

"You are really a matter..."

He opened his thin lips and threw out the words. However, he put his big hand into his pocket and held

her hand. His thin lips slightly curled up.

They walked forward side by side, but Harriet Smith was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery. Her

heart was beating, her cheeks were slightly red, and her whole body was slightly hot.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Her heart was beating so fast that she couldn't slow it down.

It would be good if they could walk all day like this.

After a day of strolling around the Pozos Colorados, she never felt her hands cold again, and his hands

were as hot as a furnace, burning her cheeks.

When she passed through the Shopping Mall, she told him to stop the car and she wanted to buy

something for her parents.

They usually felt that it was too expensive to buy a branded down jacket, so they never buy it.

It was because this is the end of the year, the spring clothes were already ready for sale while branded

down jackets were on sale.

There were many styles and colors in the down jacket. After shuttling for a long time, she chose a navy

blue and a date-red down jacket.

Thinking of Lainey Brown, she stopped and looked at the man behind her. "What kind of clothes does

your mother like?"

For Lainey Brown, she was always unnatural and a little awkward.

Glancing around the mall, Beau Wright said lightly, "Pick a scarf randomly..."

Whatever...

"Can I buy a scarf randomly?"

Lainey Brown had a particular taste that she had to make a careful choice. Otherwise, it would be

difficult for her to please her.

A simple scarf cost 2,000 dollars!

Harriet Smith's eyes twitched. The scarf she was wearing was no worse than this. Even if she used the

best strand of hair, it would only cost about a hundred dollars!