Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me

He had the same family name as that troublesome woman, was it... a coincidence?

Sandra fell into deep thought and left in the end.

It would not late to deal with this thing after checking this boy's true identity. Now if Allen knew, she feared something bad would happen.

Harriet did not know what had happened between her brother and his little girlfriend. They kept on the phone every day. And without exception, Colin did not her bad news. At the moment, she was packing her things at home.

"Harriet, why do you want to move? This is a nice place, I suppose?" Molly was also helping her tidy the room.

Harriet replied, "After all, the house is too big for me. I want to rent it out and I'll go and live in a small one-room apartment."

In fact, the most important reason was that she wanted to get out of the control of Wesley. Because he knew the address of the house and would be here any minute.

"But you are not short of money now. It would be as well to live comfortably." Molly did not know Harriet's thought, so she continued, "Other famous stars live in luxurious villas."

Harriet said, "Yeah, but I am not very famous."

"Harriet, this TV series is sure to be very popular!" Molly tried to comfort her.

In fact, Harriet did not think that she would be very famous in the future. Because being famous almost depended on luck. Some stars were so good at acting and looking good, they still could not be famous in the entertainment business. Harriet's acting was good and she was also very beautiful, but it was a pity that several TV series she took part in were not popular.

"Molly, if I fail to become famous, it would be a real injustice for you to be my assistant." Harriet said.

Molly replied, "No, I do not think so. You are so talented in acting, so I believe that you will be famous in the future."

Harriet smiled, "I also believe that I will be famous one day."

In fact, she did not know whether she would succeed or not in the future. And she also did not know how long she's going to be in the entertainment business. Most of all, Wesley kept control of her career, and when he got married, he would sick of herself. And then he did not have the energy to care about her anymore, and she could not become famous, then what would she do?

"Well, Mr. Smith!" Molly said in surprise.

Wesley was standing at the door, and looking at Harriet.

Harriet was a little surprised too. He seemed to have arrived so early today and now he was caught by Sue. It was a bit hard to explain.

"Mr, Smith!!" Molly seemed to be very excited when saw Wesley. But she left the bedroom finally.

Harriet closed her suitcase, "Why do you come here now?"

Instead of answering her question, Wesley pointed to the suitcase and asked, "Where are you going?"

"No, I just feel bored so I clean up the old things and tidy the room." Harriet said so naturally that Wesley could not find she was lying.

Wesley said, "You will be busy in the latest schedule."

It seemed that Wesley knew something.

Harriet frowned and took a step back, then remembered something, and said, "Mr. Smith. I have a small request. May I choose the scripts and programs myself?"

Wesley somewhat displeased with her gesture, moved closer again, "Don't you always pick and choose by yourself?"

"That's different. I'd like to take on a challenging script, even though the resources you've chosen for me are good, but..."

To be honest, although each script was ultimately picked by her, a lot of material and diversity had been filtered out long before, leaving behind what Wesley thought were the right scripts for her, but a really good actor shouldn't be limited by that.

"Harriet, Why are you so demanding now?" Wesley looked cold, "Why do you believe that I will agree with you?"

Harriet smiled, "I don't think that you must agree with me. And I will not say anything whether you agree or not."

Perhaps, Harriet should try to persuade him, or he will agree.

Wesley looked serious, "Is that your attitude?"

Of course, Harriet knew that he just wanted her to say something to make him feel comfortable. However, Harriet was hesitating whether to comply.

But it depended on her feeling.

"What's wrong with me?" Harriet said, "If you are not willing, then just forget it. I dare not to disturb you. And you are so busy that you do not care about me. It is a pity that I can not make achievement."

It seemed that Harriet tried to assume all the responsibilities, but she said in grievance.

"I didn't say no." Wesley blurted out.

Harriet froze for a moment, climbed up on the man's neck and said, "Really? You're so sweet.”

Her endearment pleased Wesley, who twisted her chin, "So, what do you get in return?"

"Well, shall I make a delicious table for you?" Harriet blinked wittily.

Wesley won't comment that he hadn't tasted her cooking in a long time, especially now that she did not offer to cook to please him.

At this time, a cat in the living room made some noise, and Molly said in surprise, "Harriet, I have never heard that you keep a cat."

Harriet stepped out of the bedroom and, catching sight of the now rounded cat, smiled, "Yeah, it was my brother who was taking care of it. It's normal for you not to notice."

Naturally, Wesley saw the cat. Then it meowed at Wesley, and went to rub his feet.

Harriet frowned, "Baby, come here."

She's the one who kept it. Why did it go to him at the first time they met?

The little orange cat cried out, and was not willing to move away from the man's feet.

"Wesner? A good name, and does it sound like Wesley?" Molly asked.

Then Harriet felt shocked. If she said yes, Wesley must punish her, but if she said no, she also felt embarrassed.

Harriet turned to looked at Wesley, and found that Wesley was also looking at her.

"Well...It really sounds like the same name." Harriet said, pretending to smile.

Molly did not think too much, and she just laughed, "Oh, good name. Little Wesner, come here and give me a hug.” ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐