You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 56 The Way They Get along

Moreover, Harriet was not a cheerful person. She would only be open-minded when she was with the

people she was familiar with.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Mary broke the silence.

She nodded and handed her a glass of water. "Not bad."

"That's good. This place is not as prosperous as Tranton, but the scenery is very beautiful. The rooms

in the county government are also too simple and crude. I am quite worried that you are not used to

sleeping."

"Nothing. I think it's good. Do you want some porridge?"

"I can do it by myself. Except for the pain in my legs, my hands can still move." Mary smiled. "I can take

care of myself."

Harriet smiled and chatted casually. She casually found a topic to talk about. "What major did you

major in university?"

"In fact, I was studied to be a lawyer, and after graduation, I also intended to become a lawyer. But now

I have become the secretary and assistant of the county magistrate. Sometimes, a wish is one thing,

but the fact is another thing."

Mary exploded not without reason as if she had thought of something. She said, "Can you help me take

my phone out of my wallet? It's been three days since the earthquake, and he must have seen the

news. I almost forgot to call him about my security."

"Is it your fiance? What's he do?" Harriet was a little curious.

"A university professor."

"It's nice, I think he was the one who pursued you first, right?"

Mary smiled and acquiesced, "You can say that."

While she was speaking, Harriet had already opened her wallet and searched for her phone. However,

she accidentally saw the photo in the wallet. Her eyes focused on it.

It was a photo of Mary and Beau. They stood together and looked very close...

The smile on Mary's face is very clear, beautiful, with a hazy and soft beauty that is so typical.

Beau, on the other hand, was as indifferent as before. There was no emotion on his handsome face,

but his thin lips curved upward, light and soft. NôvelDrama.Org content.

Seeing that she had been standing there and not moving as if she was looking at something, Mary

suddenly remembered the photo in her wallet!

She had forgotten such an important thing just now!

"Harriet, have you found my phone?" Mary hurriedly said.

Taking out her mobile phone, Harriet calmed down. She smiled and replied calmly, "I found it."

It was normal for aunt to take a few intimate photos with her nephew, wasn't it?

Even though the aunt was adopted and was young and beautiful, it could not change the fact that she

was his aunt.

Besides, Mary was already engaged. It seemed that she had thought too much about it!

She felt that the relationship between the two was a little abnormal just from the intimate photo, the

words of a hug, and the slightly special atmosphere between them. She felt that this idea was a little

absurd.

"Thank you." Taking over the phone, Mary called her boyfriend. She said that she was fine and safe,

don't worry about her.

A few minutes later, she hung up the phone and put it aside. She looked at Harriet and chatted, "Mrs.

Wright said that you and Beau went to Washington for honeymoon?"

"I went to see Mrs. Alicia and had a honeymoon by the way. We didn't stay for long."

"Where did they go in Washington?" Mary asked curiously.

"I just went to the Pozos Colorados and the Caleta Patillos, that's all."

"I've been to both of these places and the views are really nice, did you take any photos?"

Shaking her head, Harriet fiddled with the glass in her hand. "No."

Mary smiled gently and understood: "Is it because Beau refused to take a picture? He has never liked

having his picture taken since he was a child, just taking a picture is like asking for his life, you don't

even know how long it took me to take a picture with him, even though I am his aunt, he wouldn't

respect me that much."

The meaning of this sentence was not that simple, but it had a deep meaning.

She was afraid that Harriet would overthink when she saw the photo, so she deliberately led the topic

to the photo and then explained it unintentionally and naturally.

"Why doesn't he like taking photos?" Harriet was a little curious and turned her head.

"I don't know. He doesn't like taking photos since he was a child. He would always avoid the camera

unless it was a family photo when he could be posed a bit better. At other times, you can't even take

photos with him. What an odd habit. He's so old and still hasn't changed a bit."

Mary frowned helplessly.

Harriet shrugged her shoulders helplessly and joked, "It's indeed not a good thing. Is he afraid of taking

photos?"

"It's possible. Chairman Wright is afraid of taking photos. I think it will be very sensational if we use this

as the title!" Matching her, Mary feigned a contemplative face and said seriously.

The two looked at each other and then smiled at each other.

At that moment, the nurse was bringing hot water to the ward, the thermos in her hand.

"You look much better these days. You should be able to get out of bed in a few days."

"Thank you, I have been lying in bed for many days. If I continue to stay like this, I will be completely

unlucky."

The nurse picked up two kettles. Seeing that it was not convenient for her, Harriet reached out to take

them.

But before she could catch it, the nurse thought that she had touched it, so she loosened her grip.

Before she could react, she heard a loud clang. The kettle fell to the ground and hot water flowed out,

falling on her feet.

The heart-wrenching pain instantly made her face pale, and she couldn't even stand. She took a deep

breath and jumped away.

The nurse was still standing there in a daze. Mary was already shouting anxiously, "Hurry up, please

check it!"

As if she had just woken up from a dream, The nurse responded and quickly helped Harriet sit by the

bed. Then she took off her shoes and socks.

The boiling water was too hot, and the back of her feet was red and swollen.

The nurse didn't dare to stop for a moment. She bandaged the wound quickly.

And Harriet's face had not eased up until this moment, it was still pale, and her body was even shaking

slightly in pain.

She didn't know what medicine was on it, but she only felt that it was hotter, as hot as a fire, and as

painful as being cut by a knife.

With a face full of worry, Mary asked the nurse, "Is it serious?"

"I'm sure she won't be able to get out of bed for a few days. It's all my fault. If I hadn't let go of my hand,

the kettle wouldn't have broken and scalded her feet." The nurse was young, and now she was full of

self-blame. She was so sad that tears welled up in her eyes.

Harriet felt a little apologetic and comforted the nurse. "It's okay. It doesn't hurt much anymore. I'll be

fine after a few days' rest. I'm also responsible for it."

However, once the little nurse heard this, her heart became even more guilty and she stayed by

Harriet's side the whole afternoon to see if she wanted to drink water or go to the toilet.

Then, Mary called Beau and briefly told him what had happened. She asked him to take Harriet back to

her room.

Half an hour later, Beau appeared in the room. He narrowed his eyes and stared at her foot wrapped in

bandages. "How did you do it?"