One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 628

Stanley heard it and nodded in approval, "Your brother is right, that flower is not something you should want, you can't even think about it, not even when you grow up."

Looking at him admonishing his daughter with a serious face, Violet was amused.

He and Calvin don't want Arya to grow up and marry someone.

Under a flurry of snatching, the bouquet was eventually held in Jessie's hand.

She actually didn't expect that the person who eventually grabbed the bouquet would be herself, but looking at the envious gazes of the others, she calmed down, picked up the bouquet and waved it at Violet, smiling happily.

Violet smiled at her, "Congratulations, you're about to be the next bride."

"Thanks." Jessie smiled and nodded.

George, who was sitting in his seat, listened to Violet's words, and then looked at Jessie's happy smile, his eyes couldn't help but sink.

Is she so impatient to be the next bride, does she have a boyfriend?

Thinking about this possibility, George's heart was inexplicably annoyed.

He didn't take the annoyance seriously, though, getting up and quietly leaving the scene.

Because there weren't many people at the scene, and Violet and Stanley were standing relatively high, his departure was naturally caught in their eyes.

Violet looked at his back and sighed inwardly.

She had nothing to say about George.

She only wished that he could get her over sooner.

Stanley, on the other hand, withdrew his gaze and agreed with George's departure without any words.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that George had helped Violet and the two children five years ago, for this wedding, he wouldn't have invited George at all.

Now George would leave if he wanted to.

Jessie also noticed George's departure.

After all, George was the one she loved, and she would naturally subconsciously pay attention to him.

Looking at his slumped back, Jessie's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

But soon, after hearing that a photo was going to be taken, she withdrew her gaze and stopped paying attention to George.

The wedding was about to finish.

After seeing off all the guests, Stanley and Violet took the car back home.

Fraser went back to the company and dealt with Sophie's matter.

As for Jessie, Linda and Aimee, the three of them said goodbye to each other and left.

Linda went to Fraser's residence and Aimee went back to the hotel Violet had arranged for her.

Jessie, on the other hand, had gone to find George.

This was the second time she'd gone to him since she'd found the badge.

The way he had just left made her uneasy.

However, Jessie looked around for George, but couldn't find him.

She’d been his hospital, his residence, while he hadn't gone back to the hospital, or to his residence, she did not know where he'd gone.

This made Jessie's heart grow more and more uneasy and restless.

She was really afraid that he would be greatly stimulated by Violet's wedding and do something murderous, like committing suicide, or have a relapse of his mental illness to hurt others.

So, she had to find him.

But unfortunately, Jessie did not find George till it was night. She tried to call George's phone, but his phone was power off, which made her into a daze, and she did not know what to do.

She thought about asking Violet and Stanley to help her find them, but that thought was quickly dismissed.

It was their wedding night, how could she be bothered with them?

Just as Jessie was sitting in front of George's apartment, hugging her knees helplessly, the cell phone she had placed on the ground next to her rang.

She raised her head and glanced at it listlessly, and when she saw it was George calling, her spirit was instantly restored and she hurriedly picked up her phone.

Had he turned on his phone and seen those messages she'd sent him, so he'd called back?

"This is for you, go pay for the bill." Jessie took out a card from her bag and handed it to the waiter.

The waiter took it with both hands and went to the cashier to pay for the bill.

Jessie bent down and helped George up, ready to take him away.

Suddenly, George let out a mutter, "Don't ...... Don't get a boyfriend!"

Jessie froze for a moment and looked at him.

His eyes were still tightly closed, and it was clear that the words he had just spoken were only dream words.

Just don't understand what that means.

"Who don't get a boyfriend?" Jessie looked at George and asked in a small voice, a hint of anticipation rising in her heart.

But George was running out of responses.

Jessie bit her lip in loss and supported him towards the cashier.

The waiter happened to come over, ready to give her back her card. He handed it over, then followed her out of the bar, helped her open the door, and shoved George into the passenger side.

"Thanks." Jessie gave a smile to the waiter.

"You're welcome." The waiter waved his hand and went back to the bar.

Jessie closed the passenger door, went around to go into the driver's seat, and then twisted around, buckling George's seat belt.

After that, Jessie was ready to drive.

Just as she was pulling her body back, George suddenly grabbed her hand.

Jessie froze.

In the next second, with a force in his hand, George yanked Jessie into his arms.

Jessie crashed into his chest, her body hurting a little from his hard chest.

Before she could cry out, though, a shadow fell over her head.