Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

Louisa totally didn't care what her reputation would be as she heard there was a feasible way to keep her baby. She shouted immediately, "That's right, I've already caused Wesley a lot of trouble, and I can't be willful anymore, so we can't miscarry the baby right now."

Sandra was too angry at her daughter that she could hardly say a word, "Do you still know that you're willful? If you know, then you should..."

Wesley couldn't be bothered to continue talking nonsense with them and interrupted them directly, "So, your choice is?"

Alan's forehead wrinkled, and he asked in confusion, "Wesley, why don't you want Louisa to have an abortion?"

Wesley raised up his eyebrows, "I've already told the reason."

This was simply a perfunctory remark. How could Allen didn't know about it? But Wesley didn't feel like telling the truth, he had no choice but to give up. He let out a sigh helplessly, "Then...Alright, let's talk about it later when the media has been soothed."

After all, he dared not offend the Smiths Group.

Upon hearing her husband compromised, Sandra furrowed her eyebrows, but didn't say much. She knew that it was not wise to continue sparring with Wesley, while Louise was the happiest one. "Wesley, thank you so much, I know you're the one who treats me the best!"

Wesley looked indifferent, "Louisa, this is the last time I indulge you. From now on, you're on your own way."

Although his tone was dispassionate, Louisa found a determination from it. She knew that Wesley would not spoil her without a limit like before again. She felt rather sad for it, but it was not a big deal for her as long as she thought of Colin.

"Don't worry, Wesley. I'm going to be a mum soon, and won't be as headstrong as before."

Allen felt uncomfortable after hearing his daughter's remark.

Now, in order to stabilize the situation, he had temporarily allowed his daughter to keep the baby, but after the tumult had subsided, still he was going to ask her to abort.

The next day, the news about Louisa's pregnancy had been removed, after all, it wasn't an entertainment gossip, so there would not be too many people interested in it. In addition, another more eye-catching breaking news had become the trending topic unconsciously and covered the news of Louisa.

"Harriet snubbed the crew, delaying the filming progress."

According to the revelation, the insider of the Film and TV City had made an anonymous statement that Harriet had been absent from the shooting of "Lady in The Eyes" for a long time. She was the supporting actress who had a lot of scenes, meanwhile a lot of other actors were waiting for her to play with her. Even though she had asked for leave, she had taken so much of the time, and it would be better to replace her with another actor.

The moment Harriet saw the news, she was having breakfast in the hospital bed.

"They're so annoying, you've got the permission to leave. It's obvious that the crew holds it with detestation and says deliberately," said Molly with a sense of outrage.

But Harriet just indifferent, "I really delayed the progress, it is normal for others to complain about me."

"But they shouldn't go so far as to expose it."

Molly was laden with worries. Harriet had got a lot of negative coverage, like entangling with a powerful businessman, having a sugar daddy as well as getting involved in others' relationships. Now, she was even reported as being big-headed in the crew, could she still continue her acting career?

"I'll go back to the theater group this afternoon," said Harriet calmly.

Molly creased in her forehead, "Are you sure? Harriet, Mr. Smith seems to want you to take a few more days off."

Mentioning Wesley, Harriet's face became colder, "When have you been so obedient to him?"

"Harriet, I've no other meaning. I'm just worried that Mr. Smith will embarrass you afterward."

Harriet sneered, "Has he less embarrassed me before?"

As they were still in the conversation, someone knocked on the door. After getting permission from Harriet, Jack walked in by pushing a dining cart full of breakfast, which looked very delicious. "Ms. Clark, here's breakfast today, please enjoy yourself."

Harriet raised the bun in her hand, "I'm eating."

"Boss wants you to eat this. It is a specially prepared nutritious meal that will help your recovery," Jack said in an orderly manner.

Harriet self-deprecated, "It seems I haven't lost his favor."

After the words, she replaced the bun in her hand with the exquisite food on the dining cart.

She realized that she could only deal with the next thing after she recovered, otherwise she would have to stay in the hospital and keep obeying Wesley.

"Jack, please tell Wesley that I'm gonna to go back to the theater group this afternoon."

"No, Boss has told me that before you fully recover, you can't..."

Jack hadn't finished his words yet, but was interrupted by Harriet, "Then you call Wesley for me now."

"Boss is in the meeting."

"Molly, you call," From Harriet's tone, she seemed to be willful deliberately.

Molly was in a quandary about what to do, "This..."

Harriet grabbed her phone and made a call to Wesley on her own. The call was answered by him after a long while, obviously he was in the middle of something right now. "Wesley, I feel like going back to the theater group this afternoon to continue shooting."

"No way."

Harriet forced a smile, "Why not? Are you waiting for me to fully recover? I will never recover fully anymore for the rest of my life. Do you still think that I will get well completely after the operation? If you're really so capable, it's better to return my fertility to me."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent.

Harriet sneered, "Have nothing to say? Or are you thinking about how to punish me when you're free to come over later?"

Wesley's voice was not passionate, "Harriet, I helped you save that baby, are you returning me by speaking with such an attitude?"

Harriet was taken back.

That baby... isn't it the child of her brother?

She had her heart in her mouth. She was still considering how to plead with the Jones family so that they allowed the existence of the baby, but she didn't expect that Wesley had already settled it. "Are you...sure? I heard the Jones were firm in their tone yesterday."

Wesley's voice became colder, "As I said, it depends on me whether the baby can survive."

Harriet didn't believe it before, after all, Allen was the person who called the shots in the Jones family. No matter how capable Wesley was, it was impossible for him to go beyond his authority to intervene in other people's family affairs, but now she found that she was wrong.

"Now, you should think about how to please me."

Having spoken these words he hung up the phone, while Harriet stared at the phone miserably, biting her lower lips.

"Harriet, what's the matter?" Molly asked with concern.

Harriet thought for a while and told her, "Please buy me a set of underwear."

Molly was stunned for a while, glancing at the only man who stood aside, and her face flushed, "Al... Alright."

But Harriet looked at Jack without shyness, "Don't tell your boss, I want to surprise him."

Jack didn't understand why a woman could be so fickle. One second ago, she was dissatisfied with Boss, but in the next second, she was then considering how to stay intimate with Boss. Nevertheless, he couldn't deny that sometimes Ms. Clark did come out of left field.

In the afternoon, Harriet hazarded herself to go to the film set. After greeting Cherry, Keith and other crew members, she started the filming hastily.

She only had the symptoms of hypoglycemia, but was forced to stay in the hospital for a long time, so she was very energetic and in an excellent condition. She didn't even make a mistake throughout the filming process and the director was very satisfied with her performance.

"Harriet, you're so amazing. Why do I think your acting skills are improved after being hospitalized?"

During the break, Keith praised Harriet sincerely.

Harriet smiled, "You're good too. Your performance is very impressive today, have you attended a tuition class secretly?"☐☐☐☐☐☐