Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 212

I pressed my lips together and changed the subject. “What are you guys doing here?”

He looked away from the empty glass on the table and answered unquestionably, “Who spilled it?”

I frowned. “Are you going to beat her up or give her a cup of coffee?”

He raised his eyebrows. “Which do you prefer?”

I…

“All right, you guys go talk. I'm gonna go. I have work to do!” What was the point? He couldn’t beat Olivia up anyway, and besides, he wouldn’t.

He took me by the wrist, “What did she want to talk to you about?”

I felt a little headache and impatient. “Dennis, let’s talk about it when we get home. Why don’t you go talk to them first?”

Breaking his hand apart, I walked straight out of the cafe.

I didn't get far before Dennis followed me. He threw his coat around me. “You didn’t drive here, did you? I’ll take you home later and change your clothes before you go to work.”

I scowled and shook my head. “No, it’s already done. I’ll go to work to deal with some business and go back.”

“What do you have to do right now?” he said crossly. When I looked at him, he became less serious and said, “Go back to your bath and change your clothes. Don’t you feel bad?”

“It’s okay.”

“Clara!” He frowned. “We could get along better, more like a couple, not like that!”

I scowled unconsciously. As Nanny Daisy said, he had been really trying to handle things well lately, and I could see his care and attention.

After a pause, I looked at him and nodded. “Well, you can take me home.”

His face brightened a little and he pulled me into the car. “Won’t you tell them goodbye?” I said as we started.

“It’s all right!” After answering me, he drove straight to the villa.

Back at the villa, I went to the bathroom and took a shower. When I came out, Dennis was on the balcony talking on the phone.

The balcony was not big, so I can still hear Olivia on the other end of the phone.

Dennis didn’t seem very happy and his voice was low, “Olivia, you and I can deal with this between us, you don't need to mess with Clara.”

Olivia snapped. “What do you mean I picked on her? Did she complain to you?”

“No!” Dennis lowered his voice, looked back at me at the noise behind him, and came straight in from the balcony.

Olivia's voice was loud and irritated. “What makes you think I did it? Am I that bad in your heart?”

Dennis didn’t really want to talk about this. He paused.

“This is the last time. There will be no next time. If this is about your mother, then you can come to me, because I’m involved, and I’m only going to be more involved.”

“Dennis!” Olivia sounded furious. “My mother was just trying to protect me. What did she do to deserve this?”

Dennis frowned, his eyes on me and motioned for me to dry my hair. I looked at him sideways and didn’t want to go.

He smiled, then looked serious again at the phone, “I’m just trying to get justice for my kid. Am I wrong?”

This left her speechless.