Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1001

I frowned, not quite understanding what she meant.

What do you mean by recognizing it, but not wanting to recognize it?

Who knows how to take care of a child better than a biological mother?

Folly's expression was a little heavier, "It's too complicated to say for a while, wait for me to go back and investigate."

She can not be sure, I naturally can not say anything more, "Well."

After thinking about it, I asked again, "What was that death obituary Dennis was talking about? What exactly was I before?"

The feeling just now can not be wrong, rather than Dennis does not believe that his wife is still alive, he does not want to admit that there is a wife.

After saying that I am a little confused, tangled look at Folly, "in fact there is no possibility that you are mistaken, you have also read, maybe I and Dennis's ex-wife Clara, just the same sound and different words, and happen to look like it."

With my eyebrows knitted together, I couldn't tell if I couldn't tell the truth or if I refused to accept the fact that I had been pronounced dead.

The people who are so eager to erase the traces of their existence are no different from those who have been abandoned by the world, and it seems that even a lifetime of living in a muddle is not so terrible than becoming an existence that is forgotten and abandoned.

Folly opened her mouth to say something, but I didn't have the courage to listen and raised my hand between us, "Forget it, don't say anything, I'm a bit tired, take me back first."

I was not in the right mood, and naturally Folly could not force me to face it, so she had to send me back first.

The car passed through the high-tech district, I suddenly wanted to go talk to Hank, so I let Folly find a random place to drop me off.

The Gibson Group is not difficult to find, a five-minute taxi ride will get you there, once you enter the lobby, the receptionist is very eager to entertain, "Hello Miss, I wonder if you have an appointment?"

"No, but I'd like to meet Hank, I'm his ...... friend." I finished and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the office area.

I haven't been to Hank's company since I sobered up, and it's filled with scantily clad, high tech people, each doing their own job and fighting for time.

When the receptionist heard this, he began to be gloomy, "Mr. Gibson has a lot of friends, he doesn't meet everyone, register first, I'll call you back when there is news."

So it seems that Hank's business is also doing well, and one side is hard to find.

"No, let him be busy." Originally, it was just a whim, since Hank had a lot of things to do, it was just as well to talk at another time.

The receptionist lady winks and puts back the visitor registration form, her tone is not shady, "You take your time."

Just turned around, the elevator dinged, the door opened, Hank and several men came out, look at the temperament, one of the slightly older should be a customer.

Probably about to talk business.

Hank saw me at first glance, a moment of hesitation flashed under his eyes, and quickly inclined his head and instructed his assistant to take the client to the conference room first, and then lifted his feet towards me, "Why didn't you notify me in advance so I could have someone pick you up?"

The receptionist probably didn't expect me and Hank to be that close, and her whole face darkened.

Before I could say anything, Hank was already dragging me by the waist and leading me inside, "Go to my office."

The sudden closeness made me shiver uncontrollably, and as soon as the door closed, I immediately stood to the side and pulled away from each other.

Hank seems to be used to it, and did not pursue it, calmly took a glass of water and handed it to me.

I took a small sip and explained sheepishly, "I ...... It's not a big deal, I happened to be passing by and thought I'd come up and take a look."

Hank pulled right out of the conversation, "Why did you remember to go out today?"

"Went out to meet a friend." I subconsciously had reservations.

Probably because there were not many familiar faces, Hank immediately guessed, "Is it Miss Lewis?"