Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Chapter 145 No need to discuss

Wesley’s eyes darkened and he pulled Harriet close to him. He was moved by her and kissed her pale

lips without hesitation.

The bitter taste of medicine spread between the lips and teeth. Wesley realized that the medicine was

really too bitter. No wonder the woman immediately conceded when he threatened her with it.

Men was driven by their penis. Harriet had no doubt about it. So just when she also had the sexual

desire, she hurriedly pushed away Wesley with force.

"Mr. Smith, you also know that I am really not convenient today..."

Wesley was a little sullen, "I'm not interested at such time."

Well, she thought he kissed her just to vent to his desires, without a single thought of anything else?

He was indeed interested in her, and not only physically.

Harriet felt better now, and she had more sweet talk.

"It's my fault, you’re sacrosanct, how can I have such dirty thoughts? It's my fault that I usually have too

many intentional thoughts about you, so I made a mistake. Please don't mind. It's getting late, good

night."

After saying that, she smiled and slowly turned around, turning her back to Wesley and closing her

eyes.

Wesley did not speak again, he was about to draw back his hand, but he suddenly thought of

something.

Harriet was waiting for him to draw back his hands so that she could rub her belly to make her feel

better. She didn’t expect that Wesley would move his hand to her belly and began to rub it gently.

She froze and subconsciously spoke, "Don't bother Mr. Smith, I'd rather do it myself."

"Don't move." Wesley said without emotion, and then added, "I have told you before, call me by my

name."

Harriet did not resist, "We have little misunderstanding before, so I am afraid to call your name. If I

deliberately get close to you, I'm afraid that you will think I don't know how to follow the rules."

"You're not following the rules right now."

Harriet was speechless.

It was really ... difficult to communicate with him!

In the past, she just need to flatter him and obey him without considering her own mood, so she could

get along well with him, but now, she did not want to continue to pretend to be gentle and considerate.

Strangely enough, now Wesley became more tolerant of her.

"W.. Wesley." She finally called his name, "Don't you think it's too incongruous? The relationship

between us is not good enough to call each other like this, right?"

"Well?" There was a threat in the man's tone.

Not good enough?

No, the relationship between them was good enough, and they could even call each other more

intimate, but he was not in a hurry. She was obviously not comfortable, then he could take it slowly.

Harriet said obediently, “It’s just a little strange, but I will get used to it after some time.”

Wesley smiled with satisfaction.

He was satisfied that she was so obedient, but he didn't want her to hide her moods all the time, now it

was good.

The room fell into silence.

Harriet felt that the large palm placed on her abdomen was like a warm patch, and the force of the

massage was just right, greatly reducing the painful feeling, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep in

no time.

Noticing Harriet already fell asleep, Wesley came close to her cheek and lifted her hair from her ear

and quietly gave her a kiss.

The next day dawned.

Harriet woke up and found that the other side of the bed was empty. She was a little disappointed but

felt incredible thinking that Wesley rubbed her belly gently last night.

Was it because she looked too pitiful yesterday? Or did he take care of Louisa like that before?

Harriet found herself more and more hopeless. She became more and more jealous.

After showering, Harriet found that the villa was not totally empty. Not only came the maids and butlers,

but Jack was also packing things aside.

"Why didn't you follow Wesley today?" Harriet, holding a cup of hot tea, asked curiously.

Jack spoke plainly, "There are still some personal matters here that need to be dealt with."

After that, someone was led into the room by the housekeeper, "Miss Clark, your father is here to visit

you."

The words made Harriet nearly spill a cup of hot tea over.

The man in front of her, who was over half a hundred years old, was Allen.

"Who let him in?" Harriet spoke as if she was the mistress of the house.

Allen didn't care about her attitude, after looking at her up and down carefully, the worried look on his

face disappeared, "Harriet, today I specifically came here to discuss something with you."

Harriet rolled her eyes and didn’t take him seriously. Now she knew why Jack was still here. He was

here in case she quarreled with Allen later.

"Mr. Jones, you’re joking, I don't even know you, there's no need to discuss anything."

"Harriet, I know you are very angry, and it's understandable that you hate me." Allen 's voice lowered

as he slowly came to the center of the living room and put a stack of report sheets on the coffee table,

"But I am here to tell you the truth. If it’s my fault, please give me a chance to make amends."

Harriet swept a glance at the report sheet, without looking at it in detail, she knew that it was the

paternity test of her and Colin.

As expected, Allen began to take advantage of it.

"Wesley should have talked to you already, right? Harriet, I am the father of you and Colin. These

reports are enough to prove that. If you don't believe me, I still have the proof of being with your mother

..."

"Shut up!" Involving her deceased relative, Harriet's voice abruptly became loud. She suddenly stood

up, coldly stared at Allen, "You do not deserve to mention my mother, not to mention to call my brother

by his name. If you really have the intention to repent, you should never appear in front of me and

Colin."

After saying that, she ordered Jack, "Let him out!"

Jack frowned and hesitated.

Indeed, Wesley had specially ordered him to stay here today. After all, Miss Clark's birth was going to

be opened up sooner or later. Mr. Jones insisted on speaking it today, so the president gave him the

opportunity. And he was responsible for not letting the situation become worse.

Who would have thought that Mr. Jones didn’t have the chance to explain himself. Miss Clark directly

asked him to leave.

"Wait." Allen spoke up first: "Harriet, you can disown me as your father, but I will definitely give you and

your brother the compensation you deserve." Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

After that, he took out two gold cards and put them on the table, "The money in it is enough for you two

to buy any house in California. You can use it freely, if it's not enough, I can give you more. In the future

I will also reJoneslarly transfer money to the card..."

Harriet interrupted him and sneered coldly, "Money? Allen, I’m afraid you are wrong, Colin and I don’t

lack money at all."

"Then whatever you want, I can give you." Allen said eagerly.

Harriet smiled coldly, "Want my mother to be alive, can you do it?"

Allen was speechless.

"There's nothing to say, right?" Harriet's face was sarcastic, and her tone was even more impolite,

"Why bother? Since you were able to ruthlessly abandon your wife and children back then, you

shouldn't regret it now. Also, you should be glad that Colin and I are kind, if you encounter a ruthless

person with many means, he will definitely make your family break up and also let you suffer from the

pain of losing relative back then!"

"Harriet .." Allen stiffened, "I'm sorry... It's I who am sorry for you and Colin."

"I’m glad you know it." Harriet snorted lightly, "Go away, do not appear in front of me and Colin in the

future, otherwise I will not be polite."