Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 162

The nanny had prepared a lot of delicious food. After eating a few, I couldn't eat anymore. Hank frowned and was a little unhappy. He put a few foods in my bowl and said seriously, "Eat these!"

I pursed my lips and couldn't eat anymore, but I knew that he cared about me, so I lowered my head and ate a few.

"Ugh!" But I spat it out immediately together with what I had eaten before.

I retched on the sink for a long time. Hank asked the nannies in the hall, "Why?"

The nannies said with fear, "Miss Kennedy has always been like this. She almost can't eat anything. Sometimes she can eat a few, but once she eats more, she will throw up all of it. The family doctors have seen her. They said that it was because of anxiety, and they can't do anything about it."

I finally stopped vomiting. After washing myself up, I straightened up to look at myself in the mirror. In just a month, I had become beyond recognizable.

My face looked too thin. My eyes were sunken, my brow ridge was prominent, and my jawline was so sharp that as if my chin could poke people. Not as plump as I was pregnant.

I looked down at her skinny hands.

"How did I become like this?" Looking at the mirror, I felt so sad and my tears fell on the white sink.

The sound was extremely ear-piercing.

"You have just recovered. You will get better in the future!" Hank did not know how to comfort others. He stood beside me and said in a low voice.

I pursed my lips and wiped my tears. He handed me a tissue.

After putting myself together, I couldn't eat anymore but sat in the living room in a daze instead. My heart was still painful.

"Shall we go out for a walk later?" He said "we".

I looked up at him and felt a little dizzy. The deep autumn sun shone down from behind him which made him look a little transparent and bright.

I nodded. "Okay!"

The bedroom!

The Gibson family was huge, I always knew. Hank's villa was in the suburbs, particularly large, like an ancient European castle which was extraordinarily luxurious and elegant.

There were many rooms in the villa. I didn't look carefully, but my room seemed to be the largest. There was a huge dressing room inside.

I didn't know if Hank had a girlfriend, but I always felt that the clothes in the dressing room were not only big brands, but also extremely beautiful.

"Do you need help to make a choice?" Hank leaned against the door with his hands crossed and looked at the clothes in the room with a smile.

For going out later, I wanted to change my clothes, but I don't know what to choose when I see so many clothes.

Looking back at him, I thought for a moment and chose a black dress with a gold border. Then I pick out a black coat and a pair of black Martin shoes.

When I was about to go into the dressing room to change, Hank stopped me. He raised his eyebrows and said, "All black. Are you sure?"

I was stunned and nodded. "Why not?"

He pursed his lips. "No!"

He took the clothes from me and picked out a golden pink dress of the same style but embroidered with Chinese roses and looked gorgeous.

I instinctively resisted this color, looked at him, and shook my head. "Can I choose another?"

He pursed his lips, looked at the chosen dress in his hands, and said, "This is beautiful!"

I shook my head. "I don't like it!"

He stopped talking but looked a little gloomy. "Do you have to choose the lifeless black?"