Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 36

“Yes, as long as you agree to this, I can assure Miss Kennedy that the child in your belly and you will be safe and sound.” He said with certainty.

I couldn’t help but frown, “Why should I trust you?”

“Miss Kennedy, I’m the only one you can trust now!” That sounded extraordinarily unpleasantly.

But at this point, I can only get out first to save myself, so I squinted at him and nodded, “Deal!”

He guffawed, “Then it's a deal!”

He then signaled the thin man re-blinded me, I frowned, “Is this necessary?”

I heard his laugh in my ears, “Miss Kennedy, relax. We will send you back by the exactly same way you were brought here!”

I was then taken to a car, and on the way I had extremely sensitive ears, but in no time I went straight into a coma.

When I woke up again, I was still in the parking lot and in my own car, surrounded by everything that had not changed, and everything that had just happened seemed like a dream.

I took out my phone to check the time, and it was already twelve o'clock. So in the last two hours, my life was on the line?

I still had some fear in my heart, so I didn't stay long in the parking lot and started the car directly back to the villa.

My mind was piled up with things.

When I returned to the villa and entered the hall, I saw the men checking files in the hall, and the sounds of those men and women could not help but come to my mind.

I ran directly into the bathroom without changing shoes, lying on the sink and beginning to throw up, but I vomited enough just now and there’s nothing left to vomit at this time.

“What did you have?” The man's low, a cold voice came to my ears.

I was trembling, and I felt that my stomach turned upside down. He walked up and patted my back to smooth my breath, yet these voices in my head grew more and more repulsive as I jerked my head up and pushed him away.

I ignored his cold, icy face and ran straight up to the second floor.

I unlocked the bedroom door, and when I smelled the disgusting smell in the bedroom, I opened the window all away again and changed all the covers and sheets on the bed.

At this moment, there was a sharp knock at the door, “Clara, open the door!” The man's voice was cold and chilling.

I have all those voices in my head and it’s killing me, so I repelled all the sounds outside the door.

I desperately tried to get rid of all the scent belonging to him in the bedroom, and after cleaning it all up, I felt disgusted by the smell of my own body again. I undressed and went into the bathroom, turned the shower on as high as it would go, wanting to clean everywhere he had touched.

“Bang!” The loud sound rang out outside, and I crouched in the bathroom and locked the bathroom door. But I knew if Dennis wanted to come in, there must be a million ways.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before he slammed the outside door open, his voice gruff and cold, “Clara, what the fuck are you doing?”

He stood in the bathroom doorway, and his voice was low, but with anger.

I pressed against the door, not even wanting to hear anything from him again, “Dennis, I don't want to see you, please, please stay away from me!”