Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 347

Clariana was a little scared of her, so she was hiding behind me.

I’ve said what I should say. There’s no point staying there.

Taking Clariana away, I didn’t want to get involved in them.

Back in the neighborhood, I heard someone coughing just as I reached the door.

It was familiar.

Knowing it was Dennis, Clariana smiled, “Mom, it’s uncle Dennis!”

Then she ran straight to the stairwell.

I followed her and found Dennis, who had just extinguished his cigarette, looking haggard.

Clariana had hugged his lap calling him.

Picking Clariana up, Dennis noticed the bruise on her forehead. He seemed a little unhappy. “Anything happened in your kindergarten?” he asked.

Clariana said, “They cursed mommy so I fought with them.”

Pursing his lips, Dennis said in a low voice, “Well, honey, it is okay to fight, but do nou hurt yourself. You need to learn to protect yourself.” But judging from his eyes, he was pretty angry.

Clariana nodded, “I will protect myself in future fights.” She seemed happy, probably because she thought what Dennis said was right. Plus, he didn’t blame her.

I could not help but looked at Dennis, “Have you ever seen anyone who taught their daughter to fight?”

Raising his eyebrows, Dennis seemed in a good mood, “Sometimes fists work better than reason. I will ask Toby to find a coach. Clariana will soon be five years old. It’s time for her to learn taekwondo.

I didn’t reply. After all, he always has reasons.

After entering the house, he was playing with Clariana and I was cooking. Nobody mentioned Bernice.

It was after eating, then Clariana falling asleep, that he looked at me and hugged me suddenly.

His sound was a little hoarse, “Where did you go?”

I leaned into his arms, letting him hold me tightly, and was silent for a while before saying, "I went to the Gibson Group to find Hank."

He stiffed slightly, “Why?”

“Just to have a talk.” I couldn’t find proper words, so I didn’t say too much.

He didn’t force me to say more, but was silent for a while. Then he said, “Wherever you go, keep your cell phone with you and remember to keep it open."

I suddenly remembered that my phone ran out of battery today. As a result, it was turned off after I arrived at the Gibson Group.

Looking up at him, I smiled, “Okay!”

Wrapping his arms around me, he said in a low voice, “I’ll handle the matter of Bernice. Clara, I want you to remember, no matter what others say, I am always your husband and father of your daughter.”

Realizing his sudden seriousness, I said after a pause, “Actually, I don't care that much about what people say. I'm just worried about Clariana. She is a sensitive girl. The nonsense words she heard in the kindergarten would have an influence on her.”

Dennis put his head on my shoulder and said with remorse, “Such thing will never happen in the future.”

I smiled slightly. Being a people standing on the top, one can receive praise, but should also withstand gossip, which is inevitable.

The matter of Bernice was suppressed a few days later. After all, it doesn’t matter. No one wants to waste too much time on gossip of others.

In mid September, Dennis rearranged the villa in the southern suburbs. Besides, in order to ensure a better environment for Clariana, he transferred her to a new kindergarten.