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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 359

“It was aborted.” Mario said coldly, his eyes still on Clarie.

I was shocked, “What?”

Turning on me, he said seriously, “The fetal position was instable. Even if the baby was born, it was probably not able to survive. So it was aborted.”

Dennis frowned, looking at Mario, said, “What went wrong?”

Mario replied, sitting straight, “She had aborted pregnancy before that. But she didn’t tell. This time she was emotionally unstable and finally the baby had to be aborted.” He was very indifferent and cold, as if it were a puny thing.

I repressed my anger, “What are you going to do next?”

I had expected a straight answer but he asked, looking at me, “Does the death of Diana have something to do with Nova?”

Shocked at this, I dropped my chopsticks on the ground.

I replied, coldly, “I don’t know.”

I had caused Diana’s death indirectly. Luna made her come to City P in order to get me out of the house.

If I hadn’t gone out that evening, she might have been still alive and all of what happened next might not have happened.

I didn’t know how what Nova said hurt Diana. Alex was there then, but he didn’t catch all.

Mario sneered, with his eyes on Clarie, “I won’t marry Nova. Clarie is the child of the Bennet family, and she will return someday.”

I was shocked at his straightforwardness.

I wanted to repress my feelings but failed, “Mario, Clarie won’t go to the Bennet family. This is Diana’s decision and also my decision since we have been living together for four years. I won’t let you take her away.”

Dennis was unhappy at Mario’s words too, “Clarie won’t return to the Bennet’s. You agreed with us on taking care of her.”

Mario sneered, turning on Dennis, “You promised me that you would take care of Moly but what happened then?”

Moly?

Who was Moly?

Dennis became serious, “You know why those things happened. Mario, you know it was not an accident that Diana and Moly died.”

Mario seemed hurt, “So? You now blame all that on me?”

Dennis frowned, turning on me, “You take Clarie downstairs, okay? I’ll be right there.”

I nodded.

That was what I had wanted to do because Clarie shouldn’t have heard this.

While we two left, Mario looked at us, silent.

Downstairs, afraid of being recognized, I took her out of the restaurant and into the garden near the car.

Clarie, after hearing those words, asked me, “Mom, why will Mario take me away from you?”

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