Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 23

“Dennis!” I yelled his name and glanced at the empty whiskey bottles on the desk. What was this moron doing? His stomach would for sure suffer.

Hearing my voice, his long lashes flickered a bit. He slightly opened his eyes and gazed at me indifferently.

Maybe it was because that I disturbed him, the quiet atmosphere in the room just suddenly got stiffened. He looked at me as if he was disgusted.

He said in a low and cold voice, “Fuck off!”

I knew that he didn’t want to see me now.

After letting out a sigh, I walked towards him and said, “Dennis, you’ve had too much of wine. Let’s go home!”

He slightly squinted his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth satirically, “Home?” He sounded despised of this idea, “Is it really a home for me?”

I wringed my eyebrows. Normally, I would say nothing and just accept his humiliation, but now I was much crankier than before because of the pregnancy, so I answered angrily, “What is it then? Dennis, if you don’t want to see me, I can well call Olivia and ask her to pick you up. Diana has a business here. You probably don’t care about this amount of money, but she has to stay in business!”

My wrist was suddenly grabbed by him and I was in his lap at the very next second. Hugging my waist, he reached his rough fingers into my collar violently and said in an ironical tone, “That place is surly not a home with you in it. At most, it’s a homestay!”

Then he just grasped at me with his palm mercilessly.

My eyebrows got twisted together because of the sharp pain and was livid with anger at this point, so I pulled out his hand and shouted, “There is no need of coming back to that place if it’s just a homestay for you then! Sign the divorce paper and we’ll have nothing to do with each other from now on!”

He suddenly bit me on my shoulders and I almost teared up.

“Why? Now that you’ve got the money, house and the shares, you just want to get away from me?” He hugged me tightly and smiled ghastly, “Clara, how cheap is your love! You are just taking it back so soon, huh?”

Looking at his plastered face, I suddenly thought why should I wasting my time with a drunkard?

Suppressing my inner anger, I calmed myself down and caressed his face, “Dennis, it’s getting late. Come home with me, okay?”

He kept silent and leaned against the sofa with his eyes closed, but he didn’t release his hands.

Bewildered, I paused and said, “I can call Olivia to fetch you if you don’t want to come home with me. Is this okay?”

He didn’t want to go back to the mansion anyway and must have stayed at Olivia’s place these days. He would just affect Diana’s business if I just left him here, so I took out my phone and was about to call Olivia.

But before I can dial her number, my phone was suddenly pulled away and was smashed to the ground by Dennis.

I froze and shouted at Dennis frantically, “Dennis, what are you doing!”

‘You didn’t want to come home with me and didn’t want Olivia to pick you up. What do you want to do then?’

“Let’s go home!” He suddenly muttered, carried me and went out wobbly.

I was taken aback for I still got a baby in my belly. I would be dead regretful if he just dropped me to the ground by accident.

Hugging him tightly, I dared not to say any harsh words and just soothed him, “Dennis, you are drunk. Put me down. I can walk myself. I just got a surgery and would be seriously injured if I fall down.”

He suddenly froze and gazed at me grisly, “Did you do that to get back at me?”

I paused and didn’t know what he was talking about, so I shook my head and answered, “No, why would I get back at you? I love you too much to do that. How about you put me down first and go home with me?”

Geez! A drunkard basically had no difference with a baby!

I thought he would cause some troubles, but to my surprise, he just put me down gently and stared at me, “Let’s go home!”

I was really bewildered and held him, “Okay, let’s go home!”