You Are My Mr Wright

Seeing this, Beau frowned. He stretched out his strong arm and fell them on her waist.

Her body could not help but tremble slightly. Before she could react, the pair of strong hands had lifted her up. With a flip, she was already lying on his chest.

Glancing at her, Beau pinched her chin with his hand and said in a low voice, "Are you sleeping with me, or with the wall, huh?"

"I'm just sleeping towards the wall. Can you let me down first? It's a little uncomfortable..."

In reality, it wasn't uncomfortable. However, it was a little embarrassing because their bodies were tightly pressed together without any gaps.

She could even clearly feel his heartbeat, which was so strong. Therefore, her heart beat faster involuntarily.

The corners of his lips curled into a smile, making him look a little evil. He stared at her, and the hot air out of his mouth deliberately sprayed on her face. His voice was low, slow, and attractive. "Uncomfortable? Where? Is it Mrs. Wright's chest? That's right. Only the softest part of your body can be hurt..."

Hearing this, Harriet blushed and scolded, "Shame on you!"

"Really? Then what about..."

As he spoke, Beau suddenly slipped into the hem of her pajamas with his hands.

"Take out your hand quickly! It's dirty!" Harriet's face couldn't help turning redder. She patted his arm hard.

He pressed his forehead against hers. Their eyes met and their noses met. There was only a finger between their lips.

As long as they moved a little, their lips would also meet. She was so scared that she didn't dare to move.

However, he smiled and did not kiss her. His hot lips just brushed past hers.

It's so hot. Her heart was beating fast and numb. She raised her chin with great effort to avoid his action.

He smiled gently and bit her lip unexpectedly.

Lainey Brown's gaze swept across the dining table. Then, she frowned and looked at Sykes Wright. "Where's your brother?" "He didn't come back." It was obvious that Sykes was not in good spirits. He narrowed his eyes and rubbed his hair in annoyance. "Where did he go? Why haven't come back yet?"

Mary Wright drank the soup slowly, but paid attention to their conversation.

"Didn't he go to Harriet's home with her yesterday? He should have lived there last night." Speaking of this, he was annoyed.

With a snap, Lainey put the chopsticks on the table and said, "How rude she is!"

"Mom, why do you scold Harriet?" With dissatisfaction, Sykes frowned and seriously retorted, "It's traditional that a wife should back to her parent's home on the second day of the New Year. Since my eldest brother didn't come back, it must be their idea and had been discussed with each other. Would you please don't care so much?"

"Yes, they went back to her parents' home yesterday. Beau and Harriet didn't come back all night. They must have stayed at her home."

Only then did Mary understand. She tightened her grip on the soup bowl. It seemed that she couldn't understand him more and more... And he seemed to change little by little...

This thought hurt her so much that she even found it a little difficult to breathe.

Mary got up and put the bowl on the table. She smiled reluctantly and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Then, she left the dining table.

However, Lainey felt angrier after hearing Sykes' words. "Sykes, which side do you stand by now?"

"Neither. I just objectively told the truth." Sykes said seriously, "Mom, don't you think you go too far?"

"Go too far? A mother-in-law cares about her daughter-in-law. A mother cares about her son. Isn't it reasonable?"

Sykes felt that she was twisting his meaning. "Yes, it's reasonable, but I didn't mean that. Mom, don't you think you're too strict with Harriet?"

Lainey looked straight at him and said with dissatisfaction, "What do you mean too strict?"

It was obvious that he couldn't explain it clearly, and the more he said it, the more misunderstand it would be. She would be more excited and agitated. Moreover, it would worsen their relationship, so there was no need for them to continue arguing.

Sykes stopped and diverted her attention. "Mom, don't you like fish soup the most? The fish soup today is very fresh. Drink more."

"You haven't told me how am I strict with her. Instead of the outsiders, the one who dislikes me so much is my own son! Why? I must figure it out!"

However, Lainey's expression changed. How could she accept her son's words?

"I'm just kidding. Come on, drink the soup, Madam!" Without replying a word, Sykes smiled and pushed the fish soup over lightly.

"Sykes, how can you stand by her side? By the way, you called me that night and insisted that your brother goes to the police station to take your class teacher out. Isn't she your sister-in-law?" Suddenly, Lainey remembered what had happened before.

"It's been so long. Why are you talking about it now?" Sykes said.

"The police won't arrest her for any reason. She must have done something that they put her into jail. This is enough to prove that her character is not very good."

Naturally, Sykes did not like to hear such words. He immediately retorted, "I've already told you that she has her own difficulties!"