Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 187

With a pale face, I tried my best to control my emotions. I pursed my lips and said sarcastically, "You insulted me so unscrupulously because you dislike me for being dirty, don't you? In that case, why did Mr. George come to me again and again?"

After a pause, my voice was cold to the bone. "Mr. George, do you know what it means to be appropriate? What should I do to a man who humiliates me all the time? To flatter him in a low voice? Mr. George, I'm afraid you've never been willing to say such heavy words to Olivia Pearson, have you?"

He stared at me with his black eyes.

I endured the pain in my jaw and continued, "I'm not a young lady that you've gone out to look for. You can insult and scold me as long as I lie on the bed and lean against your body. I'm a human and have no tendency to abuse myself. I can find a man who respects me and love me. I don't have to endure a man to insult and torture me and even can't protect our own child."

I looked at his cold lips tightly pursed and his breathing was low. After a long time, he let go of me and casually hung up the phone.

He took the car key and left.

If he had his pride, would I not have?

The roar of the engine came from the yard, followed by the sound of the car driving away.

I couldn't help but sigh. Lying on the sofa, I felt tired and screwed things up again.

"I just need to endure it. I didn't come back to quarrel with him. If I push him away, it'll be good for Olivia Pearson!"

It's still early, and I can't fall asleep at this time. So I called Leo Kennedy, asked the address, and went straight over.

The Joy Place.

I've been here several times, so I asked Leo Kennedy about the No. of the box and went straight in.

Originally, I thought that he had asked someone to talk to him, but I didn't expect that he would come alone while drinking.

Seeing me enter, he patted the seat beside him and raised his voice. "Come, sit!"

I pursed my lips and sat down. I turned off the sound equipment and looked at him. "You want me to drink to relieve my worries?"

He glanced sideways at me and threw the microphone aside. "I heard that Dennis George took you back?"

I nodded, poured myself a glass of wine, and said, "Is there anything wrong with Olivia Pearson recently?"

He leaned against the back of his chair and said, "After Luna learned about the video last time, she asked someone to hack my computer and delete the video."

I frowned. "Is she on guard?"

He raised his eyebrows. "You came out so late at night. Where's Dennis George?"

"He went to the Gibson family!"

He nodded. "I'm afraid that old man Yank Gibson won't last long."

After that, he looked at me. "Why don't you go and have a look? Hank Gibson treats you well."

I had to find an opportunity alone to go, so I changed the subject. "Is there no other way for the things of Olivia Pearson?"

He pursed his lips and took a few sips of wine. "So do you think I have nothing but a handsome face?"

I was speechless again.

"Not at all!" I had never seen such a shameless person.

He let out a sigh and said, "I've given her photos. Her due date is at the end of the year. What are you going to do?"

This question stunned me and made me frown. "What should I do?"

He might think that I was a little silly, so he looked at me like an idiot and said, "You don't intend to let her child die with yours?"

I couldn't help pursing my lips. What I said was cruel, but if I really hurt an unborn child, what was the difference between me and Luna?