Chapter 13 She Can Speak the Language in A country

Stacy was stiff all over. She didn't expect that Ryan would suddenly hug her.

When she came to her senses, she struggled to free herself.

From the angle of Harry, she was behaving in a spoiled manner.

He frowned.

Rachel seemed to say unintentionally, "I didn't expect she has a boyfriend."

Inexplicably, Harry was annoyed.

He pressed the accelerator to the end and ran away at a fast speed.

Rachel pursed her lips. "Are you angry?"

Harry sneered. "Why am I angry?"

She was pregnant. She must have a boyfriend!

It felt different when knowing that she had a boyfriend and seeing that man. He was somehow annoyed.

Soon, the car stopped at Rachel's residence. She did not get off immediately but looked at Harry. "Do you want to go to my house?"

Rachel seemed to be afraid that he would refuse, so she quickly added, "Harry, I've prepared your favorite "

"Rachel." Harry interrupted her. He didn't know what had happened to him. He was disturbed and reached out his hand to smooth her hair. "Not today. You should go to bed early."

"But " After all, Rachel didn't say anything and got out of the car obediently. "Drive slowly."

Harry answered softly and drove out.

He drove at full speed all the way, Stacy had not come back yet when he got home.

He unbuttoned his shirt. "When did she go out?"

"At noon." Olena took the coat from his hand. "Do you want to have dinner now?"

"Wait for a while." Now he had no appetite.

He undid two buttons on his shirt even if it was not tight, but he just felt bored.

This strange feeling made him very uncomfortable!

He pushed the door of the study room, the note left by Stacy was still on the desk. He picked it up and sneered. "You're really good, Stacy. You're putting on a show in front of me while hanging out with another man!"

The paper was crumpled into a ball in his hand.

Stacy took a taxi back. Ryan wanted to send her back. She didn't want Ryan to know her relationship with Harry, so she refused.

There was only Olena in the house. Stacy thought that Harry had not come back yet, so she felt relaxed.

Seeing that Stacy was in a good mood, Olena asked, "Why are you so happy?"

In fact, she didn't. Stacy smiled and said, "I just feel more comfortable when he's not here."

Olena, "..."

"Do you mean that I'm not supposed to be here?" His slender figure leaned against the door of the study room. She showed a hint of irony in his eyes.

This voice

Stacy turned around stiffly and saw the man leaning against the door with a gloomy look.

"Why, why is he at home?"

She didn't see him when she came back. Stacy instinctively thought he was not there, so she didn't think too much before saying so.

"I..." Just as Stacy was about to explain, Harry walked past her to the kitchen and tell Olena to prepare dinner.

Stacy sat in front of the dining table and tried to explain several times, but failed to find an excuse.

Harry didn't look at her throughout, but when he finished his meal, he said, "Come in with me."

Stacy put down her chopsticks and followed him into the study.

Harry sat at the desk, put the document she translated on the table, and lightly glanced at her. "Can you speak the language of A country?"

Stacy nodded frankly.

This made Harry feel strange. "Why do you learn this language? It was an international language."

Speaking of the place where she had lived for eight years, she felt too much pain in her heart.

However, no one could feel the pain. Only she herself knew how embarrassing and unbearable it was.

She didn't want to show it in front of others.

With a seemingly relaxed smile on her face, she said, "I liked it, so I learned it."

Harry frowned. She seemed to be hiding her sadness which did not escape his eyes.

What on earth was she hiding?

"Come here," he said in a deep voice.

Stacy was unwilling. She didn't understand this man, but now she had to deal with him.

He gently moved his feet and came over.

Harry put a document in front of her. "Since you can, you need to translate this document for me."

Stacy lowered her head and found that the top right corner of the folder was printed with the words the Hyatt Group.

Last night, she was busy with translating documents and paid no attention to the mark on the upper right corner of the document.

She couldn't help but raise her head. "Didn't you recruit an interpreter?"

Harry raised his eyebrows slightly.

Stacy took the document and whispered, "I went to your company to apply for a job as an interpreter. At first, they were quite satisfied with me, but later, I didn't know why they said I was not qualified."

"Is that true?" Every word he said had a profound meaning which was difficult to figure out.

Stacy said yes. There was no need for her to lie.

"I can translate this document for you, but " Stacy was not greedy or wanted to get some benefits from it, but now she had nothing and could not be overconfident.

Harry looked at her calmly. Before she could speak, he gave her a warning shot. "If you want to talk about the land of the Dragon Bay, I can't promise you. The Morgan family doesn't have the ability to handle it."

Stacy just wanted to talk about this, but it was definitely not for Ethan. She wanted to let him give it to her. In this way, she would be able to make a deal with Ethan.

Now it was obvious that he refused.

A translated paper was obviously impossible enabling her to get the land.

"Give me money." Since she couldn't take back her mother's dowry for the time being, she wanted to make some money for her mother. In the future, she would have a baby. She needed to make a lot of money to support their lives.

Stacy flipped through the document, and there were more than 20 pages. "One hundred per page. I won't charge you too much."

Hearing what she said, Harry was speechless.

"Is the Morgan family so short of money?"

Why did this woman's behavior become more and more mysterious?

Harry didn't say anything, and Stacy thought he was unwilling. "This is really not expensive. If you think it is, how about... a little cheaper?"

"No. Just do as you say."

"Okay." Stacy picked up the document and stood up. "I can't handle all these things for a while. I'll take it back when I finished."

"Wait."

"What?"

Stacy looked at him in confusion.

His eyes were dark as if he was warning her. "I hope you understand one thing."