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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 327

Dennis nodded, handed me the file directly, then raised his eyebrows. “Take a look!”

 

I…

 

Nathan smiled and looked at Dennis. “You two look like you’ve known each other forever.”

 

I always thought it sounded like a deliberate question.

 

Dennis lifted his eyebrows, slid the hair on my forehead behind my ear, and said in a warm voice, “Well, we’ve been married for seven years.”

 

There was a gasp in the air, and even Nathan stiffened slightly, as if he hadn’t expected it.

 

Dennis didn’t seem to care. He smiled when I looked up at him, “What? You don’t think I’m a decent husband enough to be Clariana’s father, so you’re pretending you don’t know me?”

 

This was evidently on purpose.

 

I froze for a moment, then pursed my lips and said nothing more.

 

Someone in the office began to whisper, “She’s Dennis George’s wife. Oh, my God, so...”

 

There were a lot of surprises.

 

The gossip of the past few days was dispelled by itself.

 

I sighed. He came to see me in the office today on purpose probably because Nathan said something to him.

 

“Is everything done?” Dennis said, and as he spoke, he took my hand.

 

I nodded and stood up.

 

He looked at Nathan and said, “Dinner together?”

 

Nathan shook his head slightly, “I’m gonna pick Joey up tonight and go visit my mom, so you guys go ahead, and we’ll take a rain check.”

 

We left the hotel and got into the car.

 

I looked sideways at him. “When did you come?”

 

“Just arrived!”

 

Along the way we talked a little, but not unfamiliar.

 

When Clariana came out of the school with her bag on her back, she saw Dennis from a distance and she seemed to be very happy.

 

She waved to Dennis with an excited face. Dennis smiled and raised his hand to greet her.

 

I smiled. “How’s Dr. Bennett?”

 

It had been a long time.

 


Perhaps because of the hot weather, we hardly had any appetite. I made a simple stir-fry. Clariana didn’t eat much before she went to the yard to pick watermelons.

He nodded as he took the watermelon from Clariana and split it in half. We grew Kirin Melons. They were not big, but they
were very sweet.

I paused and smiled, “I’m not the reason why he ran away. It was probably because he had someone in his heart and didn’t
know it, so he came to me.”

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