Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 108

I raised up my head to look into his eyes, from which I could see the reflection of my own, “Make you suffer?” I paused and sneered, “Yeah, you are right. Commonly speaking, you should spend your romantic hours with your true love at this moment. But Daisy called you back. It is a suffering for you.

I turned a blind eye to his horrible looking face. Then I said with hypocritical apology, “I am so sorry. I promise it won’t happen again. It’s getting late. Please return to her side. I mean the one you truly love. I gotta sleep now.”

“Clara!” he tried hard to hold back his burning anger, “You never stop insinuating, huh?”

I frowned mockingly, “Sorry, you are just being too suspicious. How dare I insinuate?”

“You!” his anger turned into a weird smile. He held me up from the water and threw me onto the bed.

I grabbed the quilt to cover myself up. He sneered, “Now you feel shy for being naked?”

I simply ignored him with my lips pressed. I looked around the bed and found no clothes. Then I saw him took off his own drenched jacket.

As his shirt also got mostly drenched, it literally clung to his strong chest muscle, which looked quite tempting. I frowned, “Dennis, no! I don’t want to.”

He paused while unbuttoning his shirt. Then he sneered, “You seem to overestimate my energy.” He cast me a cold glimpse and huffed, “Don’t worry. I am not a hormone-driven monster.”

As he took off his shirt, threw it aside, unbuckled his belt and took off his pants. Then I noticed a horrible scar on his back as he bent over, which stunned me.

It must be a terrible air crash.

He threw his pants aside. Of course, he also noticed that I was gazing at his scar. He frowned, “I never regretted whoever I protected at that moment.”

I was speechless and shifted my gaze off from him. Then I pulled the quilt over my head.

But then I paid the price for my tantrum. During the small hours, high fever started to haunt me. I was getting dizzy and burning thirsty. I scrambled around on the bed and almost fell off.

Luckily, Dennis acted quickly enough to grab me and pull me back onto the bed. He seemed to be woken up just now. His husky voice sounded, “What’s wrong?”

Dizziness messed up my brain and my throat was burning. Not until quite a while did I force out a word, “Water!”

He turned on the bedside lamp, stood up and poured me a glass of water. The water alleviated my sickness a bit. But I still felt feeble, weak and dizzy.

Dennis noticed something wrong with me. He touched my forehead and realized what happened to me. So he stood up to put on his clothes. I grabbed the end of his shirt and struggled to say, “I can’t go to the hospital.”

I knew taking medicine or getting infusion might do harm to the baby.

He frowned and started to shed sweat on his forehead, “No hospital? Alright, let me get Mario here.” While saying, he made a call.

After talking for a few seconds, he went into the bathroom. Then he got a wet towel to apply on my forehead. After that, he went to prepare some tepid water.

As I was badly ill because of fever, I had no idea when Mario arrived. Only when he was talking to Dennis did I manage to regain my soberness a bit.

“How did she get such a sudden high fever? She has been five months pregnant. The baby is growing his own body. Now it’s the most vital period!” I could tell it was Mario who was questioning him.

“She got herself into the rain for half an hour.” Dennis’s voice sounded.

“You are too careless. Pregnant ladies tend to have fluctuation of emotion. She got so many impacts and burdens recently. She must find it hard to vent all out. So she chose her own way to deal with emotion.”

But the strong dizziness kept me away from hearing the following conversation.

I felt alternatively hot and cold during the rest of the night. And my brain lurched from sleep and awakeness from time to time.

When I woke up, it was the night of the next day. Perhaps out of the instinct of a mother, I reached out my hands to touch my belly. Fortunately, the baby was still sleeping in.