Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1027

Dennis stared at me for a few seconds, and after a few moments, his face eased up and he walked out towards the door with his feet up.

Watching him pass by and walk straight to the stairway, Toby froze by the door, looking like he wanted to say something, I purposely cleared my throat, which dissuaded him from tattletale.

While I was waiting for the noodles, I washed up briefly and changed my clothes again, and when I came downstairs, Dennis was just in time to bring the finished noodles to the table.

The dishes touch the table and make a little noise.

As we walked toward the restaurant, Dennis's eyes fell on me.

Low sweep a glance, unexpectedly raised an eyebrow, simple beef noodles made and advertised the same color and flavor.

The craving was hooked up, pulled out the chair and sat down, eating while saying, "We have guests to the house for dinner in the evening, also handed over to you."

Although the service of the star hotel is not bad, but after all, can not compare with home, I plan to let Leo take Snowy to stay at home, one to facilitate the care, the second, also can be more time and Snowy get along.

I thought Dennis would say yes as usual, but the words just fell, but a familiar low voice came from overhead, "No."

The action of fishing for noodles paused for a moment, I looked up and asked in a good mood, "What's wrong husband, didn't you used to like it best when friends came to the house, and every time you still insisted on cooking yourself and wanted everyone to taste your handiwork."

Dennis's face has little expression, only eyes slightly drooping, "I am amnesia, not dementia, the Kennedy family since the rich and powerful, to recruit a son-in-law, will not be a waste, in addition, you just said, a few years to promote me to a high position, more proof that I am not a pond fish, deal with, not businessmen and celebrities, but also money and treasures, categorically Not the kitchen chicken."

I nod slightly, and it's hard not to agree.

Such a time can still have such a strong logical reasoning ability, no wonder Edgar will change his mind and let Dennis take over the assets in his name.

Just no matter how outstanding, for me, these six years, Dennis are just harboring the closest relatives, cold and cold-blooded walking corpse.

The smile disappeared from my face and I lost my appetite, putting down my chopsticks and asking languidly, "If that's the case, why did you make this bowl of noodles for me?"

"It is a husband's duty to meet his wife's reasonable demands." Dennis said without changing his face, and there was even so much as a hint of credit in his tone.

Righteous and open-minded, it does sound like an example of a good husband.

It just sounds harsh to my ears.

Throwing down my chopsticks, I got up and headed for the door.

Dennis called me to a halt, "Where to?"

I pretended not to hear, and my feet stepped up even more.

As if sensing my thoughts, the voice behind me hardened considerably, "It is also the husband's right to know his wife's whereabouts."

A mouthful of obligatory rights, do not know also think he is the lawyer.

I'm afraid that he will come after me and pester me, I can only wave my hand and casually perfunctory two sentences, "to do my duty, to find you a doctor, wait at home!"