You Are My Mr Wright

"This is a batch of rescue drugs. I'm organizing the list and then sending it to the medicine warehouse." Bob's forehead was covered with sweat.

"What about Harriet Smith's lunch if you stay here?"

Bob gasped and said, "I've been busy these days, so I didn't go back to the County Government Office. Beau Wright took them back."

"I see. Okay, you can go ahead." Sykes Wright waved at him. He had planned to send lunch back, but since his brother was here, he didn't need to.

Hearing this, the expression on Mary Wright's face changed slightly, and her eyes were a little light.

Although the sun did come out, the weather was not very good. The cold wind was still blowing, and it was a little cold.

After pushing it out for less than half an hour, Mary Wright said that she was cold and sleepy and didn't want to stay outside anymore.

So Sykes Wright pushed her back to her room. After receiving the call, he left in a hurry.

Mary Wright was left on the bed. Her eyes were blank and her brows were furrowed. She gently covered her chest with her hands. It hurt so much that she felt uncomfortable.

He had never been to the hospital since Harriet's foot was injured.

At first, she felt that it was good. These days, her heart was a little shaken, too wavering, tangled, hesitant, and hesitant.

If he didn't come, she could slowly forget those things that made her feel grateful and swayed, as if nothing had happened.

However, he had never appeared as she thought!

Immediately afterward, she felt lost and empty, then carried with a strong expectation that he would appear.

Such contradictory and complicated emotions made her feel very annoyed and bitter.

That was why she had been probing his whereabouts when Sykes came to the hospital today.

Hearing that he was very busy every day, she thought that he definitely had no time to come here, so at that moment, she smiled and felt relaxed.

However, after running into Bob, all her ease and smiles instantly seemed so ironic.

He didn't have time to go to the hospital, but he had time to go back to the company's branch at noon every day...

The huge difference made Harriet feel unbearable. Did he fall in love with Harriet Smith, or did he just want to take care of her?

These two thoughts rolled freely in her mind, making her uncomfortable.

Suddenly, she thought of her brother's words. One wrong step leads to the rest of the steps being wrong, and then, there was no room for her to turn back...

And she would really push him further and further away from her...

But what could she do?

if to drive her crazy. Then, she suddenly felt a heavyweight on her head, and then

and placed it on his forehead. It

the cold wind just now. Even her nose was blocked and she felt a little

and weak. She pursed her dry lips and couldn't help picking up her mobile phone and dialing it. Her throat

just murmured

and threw it aside. She didn't call the

strode in. His handsome face was stern, and his deep eyes fell on Mary Wright.

flushed and her lips were slightly dry. She seemed very uncomfortable and unconscious, rubbing

his hand with distinct joints landed on her forehead. The astonishing temperature caused

not daring to look at Beau Wright's expression. She kept her head down and kept busy,

is her temperature so high all of a sudden?" Beau Wright stared at the nurse.

noon, he pushed her out to get some fresh air and then got caught in a cold. It's

say anything else. He pursed his thin lips and leaned to the side to watch the nurse feed

this, the nurse quickly

There were even beads of sweat on her forehead, but her hands grabbed his hands tightly and refused to let go.

hands tightened. He

and gently wiped away the sweat on her forehead. Then he lowered his eyes and looked at the time. It was half past seven.

the bed and couldn't move, his eyes moved slightly and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, he took out his mobile phone but the battery

back into his coat pocket. He looked

In the room.

eight o'clock, but he hadn't come back yet. Harriet Smith was a little worried. "Did

he would come back at noon every day, and then at seven o'clock in the

only did he not come back at noon, but he had not come back for more than an hour than he was supposed to.

sweet female voice.

phone was

something really

bed and couldn't stop her imagination from running wild. Moreover, she always didn't think about the benefits. She thought

was completely awake. She sat up and looked at the door

ten o'clock in the evening, but he still

more panicked. She felt a

he too busy with work or did something bad happen?"

it because during the rescue, the house suddenly fell down, or the car collided and a car accident happened?

too late and she couldn't get through to the phone. How could she not be anxious?

she moved down from the bed, put on her slippers with

a little, she could

a little far away from

times, and finally, a sound came from inside. The door opened and Sykes Wright, who was sleeping soundly, stood opposite her with a

dissipated and he suddenly sobered up. He nervously tidied up his slightly wrinkled

he lowered his gaze

Harriet Smith was standing by the door with her hands on one leg and her injured foot on the other.

her with dissatisfaction, "Your feet

can't get through.