One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 875

Jessie shook her head, "No, I didn't dare to tell them, after telling them, they would definitely worry about me, I've already done a lot to worry them, I don't want to add some more trouble to them, they are too old to bear too much pressure, so ......"

She did not say the latter words, but the meaning was understood by George.

He had also guessed that she hadn't told her parents.

Otherwise, her parents would not have agreed to anything and asked her to take care of him, but would have definitely asked her to be hospitalized to take care of her health.

For a moment, George's face was very grim and his brow was furrowed tightly.

Jessie sensed that he was unhappy at the moment and her lips twitched, her heart full of unease.

Why was he unhappy?

Why be angry?

Jessie could not understand George, slightly lowered her head and did not speak.

At this point, George added, "Have you had this reaction in the last few days?"

Jessie nodded, "Yes, except that it's basically at night and rarely during the day."

George nodded, "So that's how it is, I see."

No wonder he hadn't seen her once, plus her belly wasn't bulging out, so he had forgotten about her pregnancy.

Jessie blinked and looked at him suspiciously, "What do you see?"

She didn't understand.

More than anything else, why was he asking her so many questions, was he concerned about her?

Jessie then gave a bitter laugh.

How could it be? How could he care for her when he hated her so much?

He merely wanted to ask for clarification, and then he could find a way to make it harder for her later when she was like this, she guessed.

Looking at Jessie's despondent look, George probably guessed what she was thinking even without thinking much about it, and his brows furrowed, "Can you stop thinking nonsense all day long!"

"What?" Jessie froze for a moment, not reacting to what he meant for a moment.

George didn't seem to have any intention of explaining in detail either, and after poking her forehead, he turned around and limped towards the table.

Jessie's eyes widened as she incredulously touched her forehead where he had poked her, "Mr. Joe you ......"

He poked her in the forehead!

Such an intimate gesture was actually made by him to her.

Jessie was so shocked that she couldn't calm down. She wanted to ask him why he was acting so intimately towards her, but her mouth opened and no sound came out for a long time.

Over there, George, who had already walked to the table, saw Jessie standing still and dazed, not following over, his eyes narrowed, "What are you still standing there for? Come over."

He beckoned.

Jessie temporarily calmed down and blinked, "Mr. Joe, what can I do for you?"

"You'll see if you come over here." George beckoned again.

Jessie did not want to go there, but was more afraid of offending him.

So there was no choice but to go over there, "Mr. Joe, you ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, a glass of water suddenly appeared in front of her.

Jessie froze and looked up at the man, not understanding what the man meant by this, was he trying to get her to drink water?

"Take it." George saw her staring at him, hesitant to move, and pursed his lips to urge.

Jessie reached out to take the glass of water, "Mr. Joe, are you asking me to hold it for you?"

"Drink it." George said.

"What?" Jessie was surprised and pointed at her nose, "I ...... I drink it?"

George nodded.

Jessie swallowed and confirmed once again, "Really I drink it?"

George pursed his lips, "I think I've made it clear enough, haven't I?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Jessie nodded in a hurry, "You made it very clear, I just don't quite believe it."

"What's not to believe?" George frowned.

The corner of Jessie's mouth tugged and he didn't speak anymore.

It was clear from what he had done to her in the past why she didn't believe it.