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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1004

Perhaps the source of all the confusion is because of this face.

"Disappointed?" Hank always seems to be able to see right through the heart.

I shook my head in a heartfelt way, "No, I figured it out, so I don't have to think about it every day, I'm happy, but it's a pity that such a cute little Ann is not destined to be mother and son."

Hank then simply joked, "If you're sure you've changed your mind, I'm always ready to have one with you."

"Less." I rolled my eyes in disgust and said while reaching out to grab the water in his hand, "Lied to me for so long, and still want to continue to take advantage, do not serve!"

Hank had a head injury, but it didn't stop his hands from exerting force and easily protecting the glass of water, "You can't bear to treat a patient like that?"

Helplessly glared and had to give up.

Although the memory is not recovered, the lack does not mean that I am still a confused egg.

There are so many unanswered questions about Hank that it's just not advisable to rush him until he heals.

During the time I was lying unconscious in bed, Hank kept watch over me for six years, showing that he had no ill will towards me.

After eating, Hank came to sleep, and after watching him sleep, I went out to get some air in the hallway.

Just sat down, the phone rang, looked down and saw that there was no note.

The heart sinks, the ghost of the man who is as cold as ice, this mystery, and he is too consistent.

Get up with the phone and look at Hank on the bed through the door and window. In the end, he is not badly hurt, and at this moment he is asleep and breathing steadily.

I then pressed the answer button, "Hello who is it?"

The unexpectedly dark voice came over the receiver, "Miss Kennedy."

I was almost immediately certain that it was Dennis.

Dennis's voice is very special, like a deep autumn pool of water moistened, cold like bone, but also through the power of the inexplicable, it is easy to distinguish.

Inexplicably some heavenly fortune of the celebration, Dennis although not to no one in sight, hands and feet is permeated with innate nobility, is the kind of natural superiors, actually will take the initiative to call me.

I calmed down, pushed down my nervousness, and answered, "Mr. George, is something wrong?"

"The results of your and Jamie's paternity test are in, and I'm sending someone to pick you up."

Dennis's awareness was concise and I was unaware that I had adapted to it.

"I'm in the hospital, not very convenient ......" Speaking of this, I turned back and observed the situation in the ward through the glass window, and saw Hank lying well, before adding, "My friend is alone in the hospital, I can't leave, or else change the time ......"

Dennis, as if he hadn't heard, sounded indiscreetly impatient, "Miss Kennedy, do you know that the George Group now has tens of thousands of employees?"

"Hmm?" I froze and nodded into the phone as an afterthought, "I saw it on the news, why?"

"Redeploying my time means that all of these tens of thousands of people's time will need to be changed accordingly, and Miss Kennedy can afford to do that?"

At the sound of that, I was dumbfounded. Negotiating with the businessman at the top of the pyramid, what was I thinking?

In the end, I could only give the address of the hospital.

Just finished, the other side immediately put the phone down.

Impatient and impatient.

What a ...... A stinking man with absolutely no gentlemanly manners.

Looking at the screen that returned the call logs, I thought about it and called my babysitter at home and asked her to rush over to watch Hank for me.

Just pushing open the door of the ward, Hank woke up.

"Did I wake you?" I apologized a little.

"No." Hank shook his head breathlessly and lay there for less than half an hour, looking paler.

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