You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 54

Her cheeks were red and her skin was so delicate that even her pores could not be seen. Her long eyelashes were like a small fan sweeping across his heart.

The light and fragrant orange fragrance drifted over. He took a deep breath.

She seemed to be sleeping very well, but she felt a little uncomfortable. Unconsciously, she frowned slightly.

After staring at her for a long time, he carefully turned her body with both hands and let her head lean on his shoulder. His movements were light and soft for fear of waking her up.

Even though she was leaning against him, he didn't feel heavy at all. He just felt heartwarming.

It would be great if this road had no end. He could always have what he wanted.

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The attending doctor walked out of the intensive care unit with a joyful expression. "Mr. Wright, Miss Wright has woken up."

Hearing this, Beau Wright's eyes half narrowed as he quickly stood up and asked "How is she now?"

He hadn't slept for two days so that his voice was hoarse like a xylophone, hoarse but sexy to the extreme.

"The condition is good. The part she injured is the leg and the head, so be careful. The most important thing is to rest more."

"I got it..." Beau Wright nodded with a slightly stony face.

After the doctor left, he pushed open the door of the ward and walked in. Mary Wright had already woken up, but her face was pale and bloodless.

Seeing Beau Wright appear in front of her, Mary Wright was stunned for a moment and looked at him in a daze.

Beau Wright looked coldly at her stunned expression. His handsome face was emotionless.

Her lips were very dry and bitter. She slowly said, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come?" He asked coldly.

"Are you all right? The earthquake has just ended here. Maybe there's still aftershock. It's not safe..." Mary Wright coughed softly.

Still tainted with scarlet eyes enveloping her. Beau Wright sneered, "You even know that it is not safe..."

His voice paused for a moment. He stared at her fiercely and wished he could strangle her to death. His voice was deep and fierce.

"I came to see if you were dead here or not. Mary Wright, you're really brave.

Her body trembled slightly. Mary Wright was a little afraid of such a look from him.

Her throat was as dry as smoke. She swallowed, looked up at him, and changed the subject. "I'm thirsty..."

She was very contradictory. When he called her aunt, she felt uncomfortable and wanted him to call her Mary Wright...

But when he called Mary Wright, she was afraid that she would fall in love with him...

Hearing this, he looked at her coldly, turned around, and walked out of the ward.

Mary Wright had been staring at his back. Just as he was about to step out of the room, she said softly, "It's so nice to see you at first sight when I wake up..."

He paused for a moment, but he did not say anything or look back. Then, he continued to stride forward.

At this time, the nurse came in to change the medication. She was 22 or 23 years old, lively and cheerful.

"Miss Wright is so lucky. I'm so envious!"

Mary Wright smiled gently. The pain made it difficult for her to speak. "Do you envy me lying on the bed like this?"

"Of course not, but the man who just went out like a model."

The nurse's eyes and words were full of admiration. "He is so good to Miss Wright. Since she entered the emergency room, he has been waiting outside. Miss Wright has been in a coma for two days and he has been waiting for two days, without even closing his eyes. When can I find such a boyfriend?"

He was handsome and had a figure like a model. Most importantly, he was so good to his girlfriend. How could he not make people jealous?

Hearing this, Mary Wright was stunned on the spot, and her mind was rolling like a lake beating on the shore.

She had been in a coma for two days, and he had waited for her for two days.

If she could not see through his feelings for her when she came back from abroad. Now, she knows clearly.

He still loved her...

And the moment she passed out, all that came to her mind was him.

After changing an IV drip, the nurse exited. Mary Wright was the only one in the room. Her breathing echoed in the air.

At this time, she was a little scared, and her heart seemed to be no longer under control.

Footsteps were heard. Beau Wright came in with a glass of warm water. He stood by the bed with no expression on his face, without any emotion.

Then, his hand took the cotton swab and dipped it into the wetness before rubbing it back and forth on her lips.

The doctor said that the patient had just woken up and could not drink water, so this was the only way to eliminate dryness and thirst.

Mary Wright looked at him and said softly, "Are you tired? Do you want to rest for a while?"

Ignoring her, Beau Wright acted as if he didn't hear her.

"Are you angry? At that time, the child was crying in the room. I heard it clearly. There was no way to ignore the child."

"Why should I be angry? This is your business. It has nothing to do with me." His voice was faint.