Carlos was stunned for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry."
Wesley smiled. "I'm twenty-six years old and I have a job I enjoy. And you're retired. You need a home full of energy."
"Well, when you grow up, I will discuss it with Hannah. The wedding will not be held. We don't have any relatives, and Hannah has very few relatives. We can find time to visit her," Carlos said.
"That's for you to decide. And tell Mindy, but I think she'll be happy."
"Yeah, Mindy has always lacked a mother."
The next day was the weekend, and Wesley volunteered to take Mindy to the amusement park. The florist shop was very busy on the weekend, and although there was no need to make money, it was Carlos and Hannah's favorite place. They enjoyed the environment.
Everything was quiet again, and Wesley took Mindy to school every day as usual. Carlos moved quickly, and in a few days he and Hannah went to register their marriage, and Hannah officially moved into the house, which now had four people and a cat.
However, the day of reunion did not last long. Wesley received a transfer order from headquarters. At the same time, the league tournament of the Alliance Game Company was about to begin. Wesley would be very busy next.
The New York Division was basically stable, and Wesley's trip to Washington headquarters was approaching. He did not plan to bring anything with him, but he was going to drive the sports car away. In the blink of an eye, he had been driving this car for almost a year, and Carlos had helped him with the maintenance.
Wesley decided to return the Chevy Suburban from S.H.I.E.L.D. so that they would have three empty parking spaces at home. Hannah needed a new car, and Wesley decided to give her one himself.
At dinner that night, Wesley asked, "Hannah, what kind of car do you like?"
"Oh, there's no need. Carlos and I take Mindy to school every morning, and then we go to the flower shop. We don't need a car." Hannah didn't shake her head. She didn't covet Carlos's money, but they had a common hobby. At the same time, she had some money. After all, she sold the house and the shop after her ex-husband died.
"You'll need it eventually, and you can't always open your shop so late," Wesley said. The morning is also a small peak for florists. Buying a bouquet of flowers for the woman you like is what many white-collar workers like to do in the morning.
Carlos nodded. "Not bad. It's good to buy a car. After all, three parking spaces at home are empty at once. Buy an SUV."
Wesley had wanted to buy Hannah a sports car or something, but when Carlos finished, Hannah agreed, saying that it would be best for a housewife to drive a station wagon and an SUV. It would make it easier to take her children to school and to go shopping at the supermarket.
The transfer order was due in three days. Wesley had no intention of breaking the rules, so he sent Mindy to school early in the morning and ran off to buy a car. Mindy was very unhappy about Wesley going to Washington. Her brother should have sent her to school every day, but she was very sensible and promised Wesley that she would come back often to see her and Annabelle.
Wesley considered Hannah's safety, and she might have to pick up Mindy often, so Wesley thought more about safety. In this way, there were not many options, and it required a large car shop. After all, only there were the most types of cars.
"Welcome, sir. How can I help you?" A sales manager greeted him.
"What's so good about a security-conscious SUV?" Wesley said directly.
"Of course there are a lot of them. The best one is the Cadillac's President One, especially the bulletproof extended version. Mr. President's car is an extended sedan. You must have heard of the bulletproof capability." The manager did not raise the price.
"Oh, that sounds good. I want an SUV, not an extended one, because it's driven by a woman. It's too long for her to drive. There must be cameras and car distance alarms in front and behind. The best bulletproof ability."
"No problem. The quality is absolutely satisfactory. I wonder where will the vehicle be sent to after it arrives?" This kind of vehicle is already in the category of special vehicles. There is no fixed spot and it has always been produced on the spot.
"This is the address of a flower shop. It's for Hannah Gibson. If she's not here, it's okay to give it to Carlos Gibson." Wesley wrote down the address of the flower shop and paid for it. It's worth more than a million dollars and he doesn't have much personal funds.
The car was booked, and Wesley drove away in his sports car the next day. He sped all the way on the highway and arrived in Washington in less than two hours. Then he went to SHIELD headquarters. He had wanted to come for a long time and only had a chance today. He was still drooling over Maria Hill.
They followed the GPS all the way to the headquarters. The headquarters was in a special location. It was surrounded by water on all sides and only one bridge connected to the outside. Wesley parked on the other side of the bridge to be checked.
A fifth-grade agent's ID wasn't considered a senior agent at headquarters. At most, it was at the level of a mid-level agent. Therefore, his car was thoroughly checked, and Phil Cole didn't come out to pick him up specially, so he didn't look very special. But then again, he was attractive enough as an agent as the chairman of a company.
Before Wesley had come here, Phil Coulson had told him that his information was classified and confidential. Only two people knew about his "mind reading" ability. Including himself, there were only three people who Maria Hill did not know about.
In order to keep Wesley's secret, Nick Fury had expended a lot of resources. He had pushed all the responsibility for New York to Phil Coulson, making it clear that he was doing it for his subordinates before he checked out the New York branch office. He then discovered a series of problems. For this reason, more than a dozen non-Hydra members were also arrested, but instead of sending them to jail, they were turned into secret missions.
While he went through all this trouble, Nick Fury also found some suspicious people, all of which Wesley needed to distinguish. After checking, Wesley drove to the bridge. On the other side of the bridge was Maria Hill, waiting for Wesley.
"Hey, beautiful, do you want a ride?" Wesley parked the car next to Maria Hill, then opened the window of the passenger seat and asked. Maria Hill smiled, opened the door and got in, then said, "You are finally here, I am still waiting for your dinner."
"No problem. And I'm homeless tonight. I hope someone will take me in. How do I go now?"