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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 242

“Clara, you bitch!” She raised her hand to slap me in the face, but unfortunately, I stopped her.

She glared at me, her dark eyes full of hate, rage, and malice.

I let go of her, looked at her faintly, smiled and said, “You don't have to look at me like that. I know you hate me, but I have the last thing you care about, so Olivia, I’m sorry.”

She looked at me with a furious smile and sneered, “Do you really think you got what I care about? I mean, I can’t be with Dennis anymore, but he can’t let go of me. Knowing what had happened to my mother, he had arranged my future course. Even if I don’t have the Lewis family to rely on, he’s got me somewhere abroad, food, clothing, shelter, and everything. Clara, you will have to live in my shadow after all. If I’m having a hard time, you’ll also have a hard time.”

I was a little out of it. So, Dennis was very thoughtful.

I came to my mind and saw Olivia looking defiantly at me. “He’s your husband,” she said. “But there will come a time when he hates you, and time will tell. And no matter what I become, as long as I need him, he will take care of everything for me. Clara, you think you’ve won, but you’ve lost like a horse.”

I shrugged my shoulders and said faintly, “Then I wish you well in advance. No matter how he will treat me in the future, it doesn’t matter to me now. It’s a long journey, who knows what’s going to happen, right?”

She was breathing more and more heavily, as if she could not accept that I was so calm. She wanted to hit me, but stopped.

“So, what are you gonna do next? Clara, there’s no need for you to keep it a secret now that we’ve fallen out.”

I smiled, folded my hands and felt funny. “Why should I confess when we’re at war? I have been bad since I was a child. I not only hold grudges, but also love to torture people when I get revenge. Killing is easy, but torturing is more fun. Watching the thing she cared about lost one by one, her powerlessness, her collapse, was my revenge pleasure. But if all this is said, is it still interesting?”

“Crazy!” Olivia, furious and hideous, broke down and said, “Clara, if you do that, I’ll kill you too.”

It was my place after all, so she was pissed, but she didn’t do anything too bad. She just left on her heels.

Before she left, she looked at me darkly and said, “Clara, you won’t get what I can’t have.”

I didn’t show much emotion when I saw her surrounded by hate. I lost my drowsiness and stared out of the door.

“You certainly have a knack for upsetting people.” When Olivia left, Yara looked at me and said sarcastically.

I looked at her briefly, not intending to say much to her.

She didn’t get angry when I ignored her. “Luna is a vindictive woman. You’re either going to give her np chance to turn it around, or you’re going to keep her out of sight, or you are going to have to live with her for the rest of your life.”

I looked at her faintly. “So, are you asking me to kill her?”

I didn’t know of anyone in this world who had no chance of turning over but the dead.

She looked at me with a cold smile. “You could try and get her killed.”

How cruel!

I stopped talking to her. Because I felt some discomfort in the lower abdomen, I went into the kitchen to let Nanny Daisy cook some food for me!

I was talking to Nanny Daisy when Dennis called. His voice was as crisp as ever. “Are you home? Can I bring you anything to eat?”

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