Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 315

“It’s rare to see you dressed elegantly, and then you got hurt. Don’t wear high heels in the future.” Nathan walked into the office and didn’t hide his concern for me at all.

Others came into the office one after another. And when they saw Nathan handing me the plaster, they seemed to ignore it purposefully.

It wasn’t a serious injury. Looking at Nathan, I said, “I’m fine. Go back to work, please!”

Nathan pursed his lips and looked at me. And then he looked at the gazes of the rest of the women in the office, he got up and left.

Antonia came back from a shift and saw that I was applying medicine to the injuries on my knee. She sneered, “I haven’t seen a loser so lame as you are in forever. Meeting a rich and powerful developer, your legs just went weak - Shame on you!”

I pursed my lips but didn’t respond. Even though I was in a hurry just now, I knew why I fell.

The hotel was full of people I was acquainted with, and there were only a few standing beside me who could trip me easily. I couldn’t think of anyone else that was the closest to me at that time, but Antonia Gilbert.

After dealing with the injuries, I got up and went to the water dispenser to get a cup of burning hot water, and walked over to Antonia.

Looking at her lightly, I said, “Should I aim this at your face or your hand? Your choice.”

She froze for a moment - She noticed it was hot water in my cup. Her face immediately turned pale, “Clara Kennedy, what are you going to do? I am telling you, my dad is the county magistrate of the HL Area. If you ever hurt me, I will make sure that you will pay for it for the rest of your life!”

I nodded, eyes light, “Sure, let’s see.”

Before Antonia could back away, I had already grabbed her and poured the scalding water right at her tender white hand. Listening to her heart-wrenching cry, I held her hand tightly and poured out the whole cup of water.

The water in the cup was emptied. Seeing Antonia was in frantic pain, I spoke with an indifferent voice, “Ms. Gilbert, next time before you mess with others, you might want to think twice before your action. This time it was your hand to get hurt, but I am not sure if your delicate face would suffer the same or something worse if there’s another time, you know what I mean?”

“You...”

After a pause, I suddenly remembered something, so I looked at her and said, “By the way, do you really think your father is in power and everyone should be afraid of him? Under his management, the economy of the HL Area has never picked up, even with a valuable geographical environment - He might just as well retire early and enjoy doing nothing as he has always been when he is in power, you know.”

After speaking, I took the ointment and left the office.

I walked downstairs to the hotel and Nathan drove over. He looked at me and said, “Get in the car!”

I raised my eyebrows - I was about to turn him down, but then I looked at my limping feet, I changed my mind. I got in the car and fastened my seat belt.

He glanced at me and said, “Let’s go to the pharmacy to buy you some medicine first. And then I will give you a ride back.”
That was all I could do at the moment. I lowered my eyes and looked at my ankle. It was fine earlier, but now when I looked
at it, it was obviously swollen.

He pursed his lips and became very serious, “You do!” After a pause, he continued, “Dennis never took his eyes off you just
now. And his emotions seemed complicated.”

After I bought the medicine and came home, my ankle was a little sore. So I stopped pretending that I was fine and rested
directly on the rattan chair.

Unexpectedly, I slept on the rattan chair for a long time, and I woke up from a dream when I heard there was someone
knocking on the door in the yard.

For a long time, I hadn’t shed tears or dreamed of that child. In the dream I just had, he had grown up a lot more, in good
health, and was very heavy to hold in my arms.

Surprisingly, Dennis George showed up at the door. His tall and straight body was backed by light, without the slightest smile on
his face, and his black eyes were as deep and translucent as ever. When he saw me, his Adam’s apple slipped, revealing an
indescribable complexity of his mood.

Before I could speak, he had already held my hand and mocked himself, “I can't pretend that I don’t know you. How could I?
It’s been four years, I still can’t get over you! I can’t handle it anymore, I’ve never stopped thinking about you!”

I wasn’t surprised by his action and speech. But somehow meeting Dennis again didn’t seem as heart-wrenching as I had
imagined. I just realized I had moved on from our past in the past four years.

He entered the yard and sat down on the rattan chair. I served Dennis the fruits I had picked yesterday as if I was treating a
common guest. I looked at him with a light smile. “I grew these myself. And they taste nice. Have a try!”