Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 345

When I heard the doorbell, I opened the door. We looked at each other straight in the eyes. We hadn't seen each other for a whole night. His chin was bearded and he was a little tired.

"May I come in?" He said in a tired voice.

I nodded and made way for him.

He looked at me gently and said, "I'm sorry!"

I smiled, "I'm not angry." Yara was the only elder of him in the George family. He could do nothing for that.

I was pulled into his arms. The smell of tobacco enveloped me. "It won't happen again."

It seemed to be a promise.

I nodded without saying anything. I didn't sleep last night. Now I felt a little relieved in his arms.

Feeling tired, I closed my eyes and said, "If you are not busy today, can you sleep with me for a while?"

He smiled and said gently, "I'm not busy. I have plenty of time."

How could he not be busy? The George Group was Hank's target. Hank was trying to destroy the George Group all the time.

As for Dennis's lie, I pursed my lips and smiled. It didn't matter. Life was long, and there should be a few days that we spent on ourselves.

It would be great if life could always be peaceful like this.

That night, when I woke up, it was already dark. I had been sleeping all day.

Dennis was sitting next to me. He smiled after I woke up. "What's in your dream?"

"I dreamed of a beautiful sea of flowers." It seemed that I often had dreams recently. In my dream, there was Diana, my grandmother and grandfather, and a child who had already grown up.

Noticing that I was in a daze, he reached out his hand and pulled me into his arms. "I keep that villa for you. If you have bad memories there, let's move to another one. What do you think?"

I was amused. "You are so rich. Aren't you afraid of being caught by the reporters? They will say you are too extravagant."

He rubbed his chin against my cheek. The stubble on his face was sharp and a little thorny. He said in a low voice, "For you, I'm willing to have rumors."

I laughed. I didn't want to waffle with him anymore, so I got up. I had just moved here, and I had to buy many things.

So I ordered the take-out.

In the living room.

He was working while I was studying. It was quiet and harmonious.

Before long, Toby brought Clarie here with a lot of daily necessities in his car.

The two men were talking business in the study. Clarie leaned in my arms and looked up at me. "Mom, I seem to have made a mistake today!"

I was stunned for a moment, put down the book in my hand, looked at her, and asked softly, "What happened?"

She pursed her lips and her eyes were a little red. "I pushed a boy down from the slide. I didn't mean to do that. I just saw that he didn't go down for a long time. There were a lot of children who wanted to play after him, so I pushed him. I didn't expect that he would fall down."

"How is he now? Did someone send him to the hospital?"

She nodded, "Uncle Toby sent him to the hospital and gave them a lot of money. Mom, I know I was wrong."

"It's not right to hurt others. Clarie, everyone has to apologize for what they have done wrong. You did it with a good purpose but in the wrong way. Do you know how to deal with the same situation next time?" Things had happened. It was useless to blame her. What I could do was teach her how to correct it.

She lowered her head and thought carefully for a while. Then she said, "I should tell him not to block the way and ask him to play with us. I won't push him again."