Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 268

Olivia and Luna were both hurt and punished, but I still couldn’t seem to be happy. I even felt like I had lost a lot.

There were few people in the huge villa. Now that Dennis had left and Daisy would not stay overnight, it was as quiet as a tomb.

Outside the window was the howling of the wind. The heavy snow at the end of the year was even bigger than expected. With the cold wind, the sound of snow falling was very clear.

I couldn’t fall sleep. My head was buzzing, so I got up and turned on my computer to watch a horror movie.

It was two in the morning when Leo called. I picked up the phone and he said, “Did Dennis and you have a fight?”

I stared at the ambiguous picture on the computer and couldn’t help saying, “We’ve been fighting for days. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I was having fun at the W Town and I just saw him. What is he doing out here in the middle of the night?” As soon as Leo said that, I laughed.

“You’re really starting to look like a brother. You’re starting to worry about my marriage now.”

“Don’t tease me,” he said angrily, “Your husband’s got another woman in his arms. Aren’t you worried?”

The TV show was good. I was fascinated and changed my position. “He is a grown man, not a child. If he had gone out in a bad mood because of our fight, I wouldn’t have been able to stop him every time. I can’t be around him 24 hours a day.”

In the past, I might have felt uncomfortable or wronged. But now that I thought about it, I was kind of relieved. I did what a wife should do, and his affairs didn’t seem to have much to do with me.

It would be nice if we could make it to the end. If not, I wouldn’t starve to death. I could survive whatever. The time had passed when I put love first.

“All right!” He paused and said, “It’s so late. Are you having trouble sleeping? Do you want to come out for a drink?”

I cupped my chin, looked at the computer screen, and said lazily, “I watched two episodes of the TV show, and my head hurts so much. Leo, I think I’m getting a little sick.

He was silent for a moment, then said, “I’ll come and get to you!”

With that, he hung up.

I looked at the picture on the computer, still feel uncomfortable, inexplicable uncomfortable, and pain and torture. I wouldn’t cry, but it felt worse than crying.

I had no interest in anything, and sometimes I was so desperate that I wanted to commit suicide.

I didn’t know what was wrong with me!

Leo arrived in half an hour. He parked his car downstairs and blew the horn.

I stood on the balcony looking at him, and he stuck his head out of the car and said, “Get down. I’ll take you out for a ride.”

I changed my clothes, then went downstairs and got in the car.

He started the car and looked at me. “Would you like a drink?”

I nodded and smiled. “Yes!”

“What are your plans for the future?” He said, driving fast.

I thought about it and couldn’t come up with any plan for a while, so I reluctantly said, “I don’t know. Come to think of it, I don’t seem to have any ambitions now.”

I had no expectations for love and no desire for life. My future seemed to be blank.

He gave me a sideways look and said, “Do you want to go back to HL Area?”

I froze for a moment and looked at him. “Isn’t it torn down?” That alley was so small.

Development business might be to take a fancy to the environment there, planning to build a villa there.

He nodded. “The others have been torn down, but our old house has not been torn down yet. It’s all in good condition.”

“Nail house?”