Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1203

"What?" I was once again in doubt as to whether this was a dream or not.

How long has it been since Dennis last used that tone of voice with me?

Dennis took a deep breath and stood up straight, his eyebrows lowered and his indifference bordering on the impersonal, "Last night's email."

I instantly breathed tightly, looked at him in confusion, and for a moment fell into self-doubt.

He should know how much I risked to get that information, and now he comes to me and questions me with a sulking tone of being teased, what does it mean?

Could it be that my trust in him all this time was simply self-interest?

"What an email." Benjamin suddenly came over from the living room, glass of whiskey cupped in his hand, half-drunk, his other hand nonchalantly coming around behind him to rest on my shoulder, carelessly, "Mind if I listen along?"

I knew I was in the wrong, my heart was already in my throat, and there was no way to answer the question.

Dennis, however, had a suppressed fire, and his words were barbed, "I don't know what kind of tricks you two are playing, and I'm not interested in getting involved, using fake news to test me on such things, this is the first and last time."

How can it be fake news?

I was stunned to look at Benjamin, the corners of his mouth confidently hooked, the face of the smile extremely light but can not hide the wild, apparently, this scene he was not surprised.

In other words, the information I was so scared to steal last night may simply be a smokescreen he put out to test how much Dennis and I are still seeing each other.

What a good calculation.

The deliberately exposed dialogue, pretending to be nervous to grab the computer, to him for so long play, I was actually counted in turn.

Still too gullible.

But Dennis, since he knows the address is fake, he should find a way to notify me to be careful of Benjamin, how can this attitude.

It was as if he had decided that Benjamin and I were on the same page.

He had warned me many times before that I would never believe that he would be enticed by Benjamin's plan.

I closed my lips tightly, tried to keep myself calm, and said calmly, "I have no knowledge of whether the address is true or false."

"Do I look like a dumbass?" Dennis retorted almost immediately, his voice cold and somewhat cool.

Said, and looked at Benjamin next to him, Yin not Yin, Yang not Yang, "This is living together, no wonder Clara changed her mind so quickly to work against me."

Benjamin took advantage of the situation and hugged me tighter, spread his hands and shook his shoulders, his expression was beaten, no sound is better than a sound.

I hurriedly broke away and distanced myself from him, rolling my eyes in disgust before looking at Dennis again and saying sincerely, "You should trust me, you will, Dennis, right?"

Benjamin has already known that I betrayed his trick, there is no need to pretend, since this is the case, it is better to openly and honestly show their hearts, at least to get Dennis a positive answer.

Dennis suddenly sneered, a hint of cunning flashing under his eyes, then asked rhetorically, "Want to know my answer?"

I nodded, "That's an answer you should have given me a long time ago."

Benjamin stepped forward to stand alongside me, the smile on his face retreating, "I'd like to know that too."

Dennis bared a laugh, then suddenly became indifferent to the general, said generously, "Well, then, play a game, put out your hand."

I didn't follow his train of thought, "The game?"

"Uh-huh." Dennis raised an eyebrow, then lowered his eyes and looked at my right hand, which was hanging at my side.