You Are My Mr Wright novel Chapter 57

At these words, the nurse did not raise her head and her body trembled slightly. Harriet patted her shoulder and gently said, "The water in the kettle spilled out and it was accidentally scalded."

With a worried look on his face, he asked, "Is it serious?"

"It's okay. The nurse has taken medicine and bandaged it. The wound is not serious, but a few drops of hot water splashed."

Beau raised his eyebrows. As his eyes turned, they became deeper and deeper. He stared at her calmly and said, "Since the wound is so light, try to take two steps..."

Harriet Smith: "..."

If she take two steps forward, she would definitely be disabled.

A cold snort escaped from his thin lips. He strode over, bent down, and held her in his arms.

She instinctively reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck. When she pulled his leg, she gritted her teeth in pain.

"Isn't it sad that there are only a few drops of hot water splashing on your feet? Why is your face so ferocious now?" He glanced at her and said lightly.

“……” She glared at him a few times. She knew that he was seriously injured, but he still deliberately teased her!

Of course, he saw her expression. His thin lips twitched and his voice rose. "You seem to have some opinions?"

"No!" She almost squeezed these two words out of her teeth, but her expression was pleasant: "Can we go now? My feet will hurt more if you do this."

Staring at her, Beau spat out a few words. "It hurts better. Keep a good memory..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swept his eyes over Sykes and said, "You stay here and I'll send Harriet back."

It was only then that he shifted his gaze away from Harriet. His gaze was slightly bitter, but his tone was the same as before. "Got it."

The lone figure walked forward, Sykes kept staring at Harriet while Mary on the hospital bed looked at Beau.

Both of them had their own hidden thoughts.

Mary watched in a daze. It wasn't until she completely disappeared from her sight that she looked away and lowered her eyes slightly.

Sykes rolled onto the sofa and lazily looked at the bed. "Do you still love Beau?"

"Sykes..."

"You don't have to answer. I'm just got a mosquito bite on my mouth and had to relax a bit."

He smiled, having asked, but suddenly not wanting to know the answer; it was a matter between Beau and Mary, nothing to do with him, and even if he did know, it wouldn't help a bit, so why be so curious?

However, Mary's mind was wandering. "When you fell in love with someone, she didn't belong to you. What would you do?"

"It's very simple. If she loves me, then even if it means everything, I'll be with her. If she doesn't love me, then I'll wait...."

Just like him now, the only thing he could do was wait.

He didn't know when Beau would let her go, nor did he know if they would divorce.

But the only thing he knew was that if there was an opportunity, he would never give up, absolutely not!

"How long will it take?"

"I'll wait as long as I can. Try my best until I can't wait any longer."

Mary stared at him. "If she marries someone else, will you regret it?"

With a gentle smile, he didn't answer her question but said seriously.

Mary, how many people do you think you can meet in your life that you love? If you don't try your best, I am sure that you will only get regret, pain, and memories.

Regret, pain, memories...