You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 5 What's the hell going on?

He looked up and asked again, "What's about your answer?"

"I still refuse." She looked straight at him and replied word by word.

Beau Wright narrowed his eyes slowly. He stared straight at her without saying a word as if he wanted Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

to see through her alive.

She didn't hear his voice for a long time. She looked up in surprise and fell into his unfathomable eyes.

Her heart beat wildly.

The silent atmosphere flowed between the two of them. Suddenly, Beau said in a low voice with

unquestionable certainty, "Miss Smith's refusal has something to do with that night..."

Her expression changed instantly. She was a little afraid of the man in front of her. He was like an

elegant cheetah, seemingly casual, but fatal.

However, this was a fact that could not be denied. She did not shrink back, but nodded.

"I have something to say about that night..." Beau glanced at her and said, "I did ask Miss Smith to

repair the preliminary female membrane out of good intentions, and Miss Smith obviously

misunderstood..."

All of a sudden, the blood in her body rushed to the top of her head. She gnashed her teeth and

whispered, "I hope Mr. Wright will completely forget about that matter! Whether it's out of kindness or

something!"

"I have already forgotten that I only care about Miss Smith. That's all..."

His eyes were as sharp as arrows, and he had been observing her expression.

She lowered her eyes to avoid his penetrating eyes and retorted, "No!"

"Since there's none, what's the harm in being a governess?" Beau Wright raised his eyebrows and

pressed harder step by step.

Daisy's irritation and irritation were finally successfully aroused by him. She stood up suddenly with a

bit of rudeness. "No! No! I just don't want to do it! Mr. Wright, do you understand?"

Beau Wright's thin lips curled slightly as he reminded her, "Miss Smith seems to be excited again..."

"What's the problem with my anger? Anyway, I won't be a home tutor. I still have classes in the

afternoon. Mr. Beau, please make yourself comfortable!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Harrit Smith picked up her bag and walked out of the private room.

Within steps, the door of the private room was pushed open and Sykes Wright came in.

Sykes Wright raised his eyebrows and looked at Sykes Wright. He opened his mouth and said, "Since

Miss Smith doesn't agree, it's better not to force her. By the way, let Mr. Bob send Miss Smith back to

school."

However, Sykes Wright frowned and stared at Harrit Smith. "Why don't you agree?"

"I still have a lot of work to do. I don't have time to be a home tutor." Harrit Smith looked at Sykes

Wright apologetically.

Then, she went around Sykes Wright and left the western restaurant...

Beau Wright's tall and thin body stood up and also walked out. However, he saw that Sykes Wright was

still standing where he was. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Brother, do you believe that I have a way to make her agree?" When he came to his senses, the

corners of his mouth curled into a bright smile. "I also have a lot of things to do. I don't have time to go

to school..."

Obviously, Beau Wright was not very interested in his words. He looked down at the time and got on

the black Bentley.

Harrit Smith returned to school. As soon as she arrived at the office, she was called away by the

principal.

The content of the conversation was very simple. She had to unconditionally obey the requirements of

the Wrights, especially Beau Wright!

When she finally left, the principal told her to hold on to Sykes Wright's studies!

Harrit Smith was a little surprised by his flattery. She felt that he was hopeless!

What was even more helpless was that in the next few days, Sykes Wright didn't come to classes

again, and the phone couldn't get through.

Obviously, he did it on purpose.

He was already 20 years old, but when he got angry, he looked like a childish kid.

She also understood why he did so. It was just because she did not promise him to be his home tutor.

Harrit Smith sighed helplessly. She took out the student list, and began to search for the address

written by Sykes Wright.

Two days later, it would be the final exam. He must come to school to participate in the exam!

Half an hour later, She arrived at the house of the Wrights.

Harrit Smith stopped in front of the door. What surprised her was that the door of the room was not

locked, leaving a gap.

After checking the address several times, she reached out to open the door and walked in.

After walking a few steps, Harrit Smith froze on the spot, and she felt that her feet were filled with

lead... She couldn't walk anymore.

The romantic words of men and women were clearly heard...

They were watching a movie...