You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 27 You're My Sister-in-law

That was right. She frowned and asked curiously, "Have you any idea of where he might be?"

"No..." Beau Wright answered straightforwardly and then looked straight at her. After a long while, he

said in a deep voice, "However, he will definitely answer a phone call from someone..."

Beau Wright's gaze had already explained everything. Harriet Smith was stunned. She looked at him

and asked, "What if he doesn't answer?" This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

He curled his lips, tapped the steering wheel with his well-defined fingers, and asked, "What if he

answers?"

After thinking for a while, she said, "Whatever you want, what if you lose?"

Her answer obviously satisfied him. He raised his eyebrows and showed his inherent confidence and

aggressiveness. "Miss Smith, do you think I will lose?"

"Why not?" Harriet Smith snorted sarcastically, feeling that he was really annoying at this time.

"As you wish..." He smiled lightly, shrugged his shoulders, and said elegantly, "If I lose."

Only then did she feel satisfied. She took out her phone and dialed it in front of him.

However, after a while, the phone was connected.

There was no sound at all. Harriet Smith could clearly hear the sound of breathing and even the sound

of falling snow.

Unexpectedly, he really answered it...

Glancing at the man's perfect profile with a slight smile, she gritted her teeth slightly.

However, she said cautiously to the other side of the phone, "Sykes, where are you? Shall I come and

look for you now?"

She thought that he would still remain silent, but he responded.

However, he had a request that she go alone...

As she approached Center Lake, which was located in the middle of the school's main street, she

immediately saw Sykes Wright sitting on the bench.

It seemed that he had been sitting for a while. A layer of white snowflakes fell on his body and he sat

there quietly, thinking about something.

"Sykes..." Harriet Smith approached called out softly.

Looking up and standing up, Sykes Wright approached her step by step. Then, he caught her off guard

and hugged her into his arms.

Her body trembled slightly, and she was stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, she

pushed the young man's body, but her eyes flashed and looked behind the trees not far away...

Someone was still standing there...

Although he was a teenager, he was one head higher than her. Naturally, his strength was not

something she could fight against.

"Sykes Wright, let go of me, okay?"

She gave up struggling and sighed softly. She stretched out her hand and let the snowflakes fall from

his body.

He buried his frozen face in her warm neck. His voice was hoarse. "Did Miss Smith come alone?"

She was a little flustered and guilty, but she still nodded.

Finally, he let go and sat on the bench in a thin school uniform.

Raising his head, he clenched his fists and suppressed his emotions. "When did Miss Smith and my

brother meet?"

Harriet Smith sat down next to him and told the truth. "At a friend's wedding."

"So, you've known each other before you were my teacher?"

She nodded.

Sykes Wright stared at the white snowflakes drifting into the calm surface of the lake, and then

disappeared. "Why did you get married?"

As far as he knew, his brother was not someone who would get married at will. What's more, there was

an aunt in his heart...

"I have been pregnant with his child for a month..." She did not intend to hide these things from him.

The hand that was hanging at his side suddenly tightened. The teenager's aura immediately fluctuated

intensely. His eyes were scarlet red as he asked, "Why did you have sex?"

Harriet Smith's colored slightly, but she still said, "That was only a mistake. He was drunk that night and

went to the wrong room, and I was drunk too."

The night was too cold. In just a moment, her cheeks were blue with cold, and she rubbed the numb

hands.

After paying attention to her actions, Sykes Wright took a deep breath and suppressed his agitation

and sadness. He took off his gloves, took her hand, and slowly put them on.

She was shocked and wanted to move away, but failed. He grabbed her tightly.

In the dark, Beau Wright's tall body was leaning lazily against the tree pole, staring at them. His eyes

were so dark that they have successfully combined with night.

At the same time, the contents of their conversation reached his ears word by word.

His bright eyes fell on their hands, and his thin lips curled into a sneer.

This pair of gloves were knitted by herself, he had been wearing it all along...

Some things gradually became clear, and then they came to her mind. She couldn't ignore them.

"Is it my brother who proposed to you?" Putting on gloves, he was still asking questions.

"Yes."

"The reason?"

"He didn't say it, and I didn't ask." At this time, she felt that the young man's hands were so warm, but

his clothes were so thin.

He loosened his grip and stared deeply at her. "Why would you agree?"

"I wanted to give the baby a complete family, with a daddy and mommy, so I agreed."

The teenager's forceful gaze made her panic slightly.

"You don't love my brother, do you?" The teenager's expression suddenly became pleasurable, and his

pent-up feelings of the day were suddenly relieved.

After thinking for a while, she answered vaguely, "No one can explain love clearly, either now or in the

future. But you have to stop. I'm your teacher."

She thought he was just being rebellious and had some feelings of admiration for the teacher, but she

did not expect him to be deeply involved.

She was negligent in this matter......

"So what if you are my teacher?" The youth didn't take it seriously.

Since you are not married for love, it will not last. When the aunt came back, Beau...

"Sykes, I'm four years older than you..."

"As the saying goes, love has nothing to do with age. So four years is perfect."

Harriet Smith let out a sigh of relief. She wanted to take his hopes off the table. "Sykes, according to

your family, you don't need to do this. Also, I'm now your sister-in-law..."

Without saying a word, the teenager just smiled and hugged her again. He kissed her forehead.

"Now you are my sister-in-law, but how long will it last?"

Harriet Smith stood rooted to the spot like a block of wood. She came to her senses and was about to

say something when Sykes Wright let go of her and said to the tree, "Beau, come out..."

Unexpectedly, he had already realized that she was not alone, so he deliberately asked her that

question.

Thinking of her answer just now, Harriet Smith felt a little embarrassed and felt that her face was

burning with fire.

Gently patting the falling snowflakes on his body, Beau Wright approached. His dark cashmere coat

was still stained with snowflakes, but that did not disguise his maturity and handsomeness at all.

However, when his eyes swept across her body, they were filled with coldness. His eyes were tinged

with unfathomable emotion.

Then, Sykes Wright said that he had something to say to his brother alone.

Therefore, Harriet Smith left.

Standing not far away, she could only see their mouths moving. As for what they were talking about,

she could not hear them at all.