Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 334

After four years of absence, Yara’s face looked pale and calm, but still dignified.

Dennis and I appeared in such an intimate way that as soon as we entered the villa, they stood up from their tea sitting in the living room.

Yara frowned when she saw me. She Looked at Dennis and said angrily, “What are you bringing her back for? You......”

Dennis raised his eyebrows and said coldly, “It’s my personal business.” He spoke so softly that no emotion could be discerned, but there was a distant coolness about him.

Yara was a little agitated. “Dennis, you’re already apart. Why are you still fighting? Four years, you...”

“It’s getting late. You’d better go home.’ He clearly gave the order to leave.

“If you are sleepy, have a good rest!” Dennis looked down at me. His eyes were light and warm.

I sighed. I had invisibly offended Yara this way.

His voice was warm as he carried me upstairs. “Everything is still in the bedroom. They are the things you like to use every day. Just like before.”

I pressed my lips together, and Bernice, standing in the living room, seemed to be swaying slightly.

She looked at me hopelessly.

As a woman, you always had instincts. I didn’t know what happened to Dennis and Bernice Miller in the last four years. But by the look on Bernice Miller’s face, she probably had Dennis in her heart.

“Mr. George!” Bernice spoke, and her voice was a little hollow in the empty hall.

Dennis frowned and looked back at her with a frown on his face. “Miss Miller, what do you want to say?”

Bernice pursed her lips and looked aggrieved. “There are some details I’d like to discuss with you about HY Technology Co., Ltd.’s endorsement.”

Dennis was a man who was dignified and elegant. Looking at her, he did not have much emotion, but only spoke lightly, “Miss Miller, it’s nine o’clock in the afternoon. The working hours of the George Group are eight hours. From nine o’clock in the morning to six o’clock in the afternoon, it’s three hours past the end of the day. You’re a highly educated man, and showing up uninvited is rude. Now you ask me to talk to you about work in the middle of the night, and people who don’t know the details will think I have something with you.”

His eyes were grave, “You’re an adult. Surely you know what to do and what to say at a given time. Go back early today, although I don’t know how you came to my home today, but I don’t want to see this situation again. I don’t want people intruding on the privacy that my wife and I deserve. I’m sorry.”

It was polite and gentle, without the slightest hint of anger. But it was extremely unpleasant for any girl to hear that. It was like hurting someone in the gentlest way.

He said these things calmly, to a girl who admired him, which was kind of cruel.

Yara frowned. “Dennis, you’re out of line!”