You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 50 An Unexpected Accident

She didn't know what kind of brand it was, but it was so expensive!

In the end, she made up her mind and chose a yellow scarf with dark lines from the middle.

As her eyes skimmed over the man's clothing across the room, at a glance, she spotted the first male

stand-up collar shirt, simple, yet elegant.

Feeling tempted, Harriet Smith pulled Beau Wright over and asked the young lady to find a suitable one

for him to try.

Glancing at her, Beau Wright raised his eyebrows slightly, moved his long legs, and walked to the fitting

room.

It turned out that she was right. The light blue shirt made him look more handsome and charming, while

the collar showed an elegant temperament.

He had a good figure, and his solid chest completely supported his shirt, with edges and horns, like a

model walking on a catwalk.

The shop staff's eyes seemed to be glued to him, unable to move.

"This one, wrap it up." Harriet Smith gently bumped into the staff's shoulder. "Do you have to be so

fascinated like that?"

When they arrived at the counter to pay the bill, Harriet Smith was stunned and couldn't help

swallowing.

The two-down jacket and a scarf cost 6,000 dollars, while his shirt cost 4,000 dollars!

Beau Wright stood where he was with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He narrowed his eyes and

his thin lips curled into a smile. He looked at her calmly and then urged, "Don't you pay the bill?"

“……”

Can I refuse to pay the bill?

Gritting her teeth, she took out the bank card from her bag and handed it over. "By card."

Smiling, the staff stretched out her hand. Beau Wright stretched forward and handed over a black gold

card. "By this one."

"Okay, sir."

Harriet Smith was stunned. Beau Wright had already signed the words casually. Then, he handed over

the card and gave it to her.

"What are you doing?" She was confused and could not come back to her senses.

"Use this card when you go shopping in the future..." Speaking in a low voice, he took the bag

Harriet Smith's eyes were a little confused. "But why should I use your card when I was shopping?" Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Beau Wright narrowed his eyes and glanced at her. "You ask me why? Mrs. Wright..."

Her deep voice deepened on the last two words so that she could hear them clearly.

Harriet Smith chuckled and stared at him. "It seems that it's not bad to be Mrs.Wright."

“……” He still looked faint, but the cold, hard lines of his face softened considerably, and his eyes

shone brightly.

The car drove in the night. Harriet Smith looked down at the time. It was already half past ten in the

evening.

He didn't even notice that time had passed so quickly.

The cell phone rang. Beau Wright held the steering wheel with one hand and picked up the phone with

his right hand. He said, "Hello..."

Immediately afterward, not knowing what the other one on the phone said, the expression on his face

suddenly changed and was actually filled with gloom, and the left hand holding the steering wheel was

somewhat bruised: "Are you sure? OK, I know ......"

Harriet Smith was shocked by his sudden change in expression. She had never seen him look so strict,

gloomy, and cold.

Her heart tightened and she asked worriedly, "Did something happen?"

However, he ignored her and clenched the steering wheel with both hands. He suddenly stepped on

the brake and said in a cold voice, "Get out of the car and call a taxi to go back to the courtyard!"

"What about you?" He didn't look very delighted. She was afraid that something would happen.

"Go to Butte County and then go straight back to Tranton. If you don't want to stay in Washington, you

can book a ticket and go back by yourself..." His tone was fast and decisive.

"Okay, I see."

Harriet Smith didn't ask any more questions. She picked up the packing box and got out of the car

immediately. She was afraid of wasting his time.

Judging from his expression, it was definitely not a small matter...

As soon as she got out of the car, before she could stand firm, the black car had already flown out like

an arrow on a string, bringing with it a cold wind.

Harriet Smith couldn't help shivering. She stood by the roadside, waiting for a taxi.

But the night was indeed too cold, and with the snow flurries, all the taxis were showing full capacity.

Her teeth were trembling from the cold. After waiting for nearly 30 minutes, she finally stopped a car...

After sitting in the taxi, her body was still trembling, and her tongue was cold. She couldn't even say a

word.

"More than half an hour..." She sniffed. Her face was already numb from the cold and she can't feel

anything.

"It's ten degrees below zero tonight, and after standing in the snow for over half an hour waiting, no

wonder you are freezing like this."

As she spoke, the driver raised the temperature of the air conditioner in the car and let her put her

hands on the air conditioner to warm it up first.

It was already past 11 o'clock when they returned to the courtyard, but the lights in the living room were

still on. The old lady was still awake, holding the cat and watching TV.

"Mrs.Alicia, why haven't you slept yet? It's already 11 o'clock." She said.

The old lady, however, with a serious look, shushed her, signaling not to speak. Then, her eyes fell on

the TV again.

Harriet Smith didn't know what she was looking at, but she was so interested in it. Out of curiosity, she

also looked over.

It was evening news that an earthquake occurred in Butte County. Most of the houses collapsed and

the earthquake happened at 10 o'clock in the evening.

With a stern face, the old lady called Lainey Brown and asked her about the information of Cromwell

Wright.

Lainey Brown said that there was no signal over there, so she could not call him now. She could only

wait for a while.

After hanging up the phone, the old lady looked behind Harriet Smith and asked, "Where's Beau?"

"He said he had something to do and went to the Butte County."

As soon as Harriet Smith finished speaking, she remembered the news she had just reported. Biting

her lips, she couldn't help but feel her heart tighten.

As soon as the earthquake occurred in Butte County, he went there...

The old lady's expression changed slightly. She frowned and asked, "When did he leave?"

"He left at about 10 o'clock. I'll call him now. The earthquake in Butte County has just ended. The

airport must be blocked now."

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone and quickly dialed the number, but the cold and

mechanical female voice came from the other side. "Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off.

Please call later."

The old lady was still looking at her. Harriet Smith shook her head. "His phone is off."

"There is really no one who can make people feel at ease!"

Now, neither of them wanted to sleep. They sat on the sofa and stared at the news without blinking.

It was not until nearly three o'clock that Cromwell Wright appeared on TV and was commanding the

rescue.

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to call Lainey Brown, her phone rang. It

was from Sykes Wright.

"Okay, I saw it too. You and your mother should go to bed early."

The Wrights had been watching TV all the time without resting. It was not until they saw Cromwell

Wright appear unscathed that they were relieved.

"Okay, it's all right now. Go and rest."

Harriet Smith nodded and replied, "Mrs.Alicia, go to bed early too."

Back in the room on the second floor, she still didn't feel sleepy. She couldn't stop thinking about it.

What if the earthquake didn't end, and what if the aftershocks happened again...