Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1036

After spending the afternoon playing with Snowy and Jamie, it was time for dinner to realize that Leo was not home.

Just as he took out his cell phone and was about to call him, the man appeared at the front door.

"I'm back." Leo walked over while taking off his jacket and handing it to the maid, completely treating it as his own home, "Snowy, did you miss your uncle?"

"Mmm! Wanted!" Snowy replied with unusual certainty, "Uncle sit down! Eat!"

Leo smiled with a smug face, pulling the chair when also forgot to look at Dennis, see his face all without a smile, so the smile more openly.

"Where have you been today?" I served a bowl of soup and handed it to Leo.

"Went out to run some errands." Leo took the bowl, took a sip, smacked his lips in satisfaction, stared at the soup bowl in his hand and lamented, "It's this taste, did you make the soup?"

I laughed and sort of admitted it.

I spent one day with my children, and I still wanted to take care of them personally as much as possible, so I cooked a few dishes myself.

After he finished, he drank the bowl of soup clean in one gulp, and handed the bowl over, "Another bowl, this mouthful I've been thinking about for six years."

Dennis slyly interjected at the side, "six years have not put down the cravings, the Kennedy family if the lack of money to hire a chef, I do not mind funding some."

Me, "......"

Are you intermittently forgetting your status as a superfluous son-in-law?

How can you fund the Kennedy family when you just got out of the George Group?

Thinking about this, I can't help but shake my head, for Dennis's naivety pity, a good pride of heaven, so fell silly.

"Hum ......" Leo had a cold hum with a different meaning, as if deliberately to Dennis look uncomfortable, straighten his hand, the bowl came to my side, hard to me and hand-filled, which is satisfied with the hand back.

He blew the heat rising from the bowl while being intentionally sarcastic, "Clara is my sister, she made the taste, she is a person, no matter where she goes and how much time has passed, I remember clearly, unlike some people who say their vows of love the most, but forget faster than anyone."

Once these words came out, the atmosphere at the table immediately became saber-rattling, Dennis's surrounding Qi pressure low to the extreme, a motionless sitting there, cold and frightening.

I noticed that his eyes, which had just been indifferent and calm, only burst into a chill the moment Leo's words left his mouth.

This makes me suspect even more that Dennis is not forgetting the past.

Leo, picking up the fire, himself like a nobody, blowing hot air and drinking soup as if he was in a completely different world from Dennis.

I hold the forehead, this day and night ice and fire, when will be the end of the day.

I thought about it and was about to lighten the mood when a maid came in to announce, "Sir, Mrs. George, we have a visitor."

"Please come in." I blurted out.

Finally came to an interruption, I'm really afraid that like the day we met, Leo pressed Dennis to the ground to spill his anger, at least his body injury only healed a short time, this kind of thing can still be avoided.

This feeling of subconsciously thinking about him makes me a little uncomfortable, but I don't want to amplify too much, everything goes with the flow.