Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1226

No, I just want people like you to completely disappear from my world.

The words were certainly not for him to hear.

I kept my head down and let his self-delusion explode.

Sometimes what kills a man is often his self-righteous expectations.

It took a while for Benjamin to regain his composure and hand me a folded piece of white paper from his pocket.

I swept my head away, wondering what he was up to again, and didn't reach out to pick it up.

Benjamin saw this and lifted his hand again, pushing the paper forward, "Stannis left it."

Seeing that I still have doubts, and explain in a voice, "You believe it or not, I have countless lives in my hands, not bad this one, nothing dare to admit, but Stannis' death does have nothing to do with me."

When he finished, he met my sharp gaze, bent down and placed the piece of paper on the table, then turned and left.

Until his figure completely disappeared from sight, I took a deep breath, calmed down, forced the soreness between my nose and picked up the white paper on the table.

The sight of Stannis' familiar handwriting brought a momentary sob.

[I'm off to be with my wife. I've asked her to wait too much in this life, and I hope we meet just right in the next.

Three lines of words, uncountable debts and fondness.

I can imagine how warm and sweet their life was in the past few years, if not for this accident, they must have been able to love each other and live out their lives in harmony.

Happiness is not a story, misfortune is. At this moment I would like to know nothing about their story, so at least they are happy and alive.

But the suicide note in my hand was a clear reminder that they had gone to another time and place.

It's just as well, there's no one there to keep them apart.

It took me a long time to snap out of this grief, and I went upstairs, washed my face, folded the suicide note and put it in the cupboard, then changed into civilian clothes.

Standing in front of the mirror looking at myself, I knew that it was time.

I took out my phone, tapped on my address book, aired the only number saved on it, and dialed it.

Benjamin's voice soon rang out on the other end, "I thought you'd never call this number?"

Is it possible, when he gave me the phone, he saved only his own number.

"Where are you?" I didn't have the heart to tease him and got right to the point, "I figured it out, I want to be the real Mrs. George."

Benjamin was silent for a moment, then asked with an uncertain tone, "Are you sure?"

"For the time being, and it's possible to change your mind at any time." I said unreasonably, "Anyway, at least for this moment I want to know more about you, and if you still want to, come back and get me."

"Of course I want to," Benjamin said after a pause, wanting to say something, "but not today, there are some very important people I need to receive personally, and I have to stay abroad for the next seven days."

"I do think this is a good opportunity to introduce me, don't you?" I took advantage of the situation to throw out the bait, "Of course, if you're confident that you think I won't change my mind during these seven days, feel free."

After saying that, and without waiting for Benjamin's reply, he just hung up the phone.