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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 364

If the day came when I became insane, Dennis would look after me for the rest of my life. I didn’t doubt that.

But devoting his love and care to a lunatic?

Yara was right; I would be ruining him.

He deserved better.

I saw gloom and pain in his eyes; but he smiled bitterly, “Honey, it is me, not you, who is tangled and cannot find a way out. You are right that I can shake off my debt to Olivia and my responsibilities for the George family, but I cannot live without you.”

Gritting my teeth, with pain in my heart, I failed to utter a single word.

There were many roads leading to a happy romantic relationship; he had chosen the most rugged one.

I slept well that night, during which he kissed me and said in a soft voice, “Honey, we three can go to HL Area and never come back.”

Was I having a dream?

The days spent in that very place were too happy that they were themselves like a dream.

The next day.

It was getting colder.

Dennis didn’t go to the company but stayed with me in the room.

I felt warm when I woke up in this giant room.

He was hugging me and I could feel his heartbeat.

If only time could freeze at this very moment!

But I knew I didn’t deserve this.

“Dennis!”, I said, still with my back towards him, “Is it going to snow?”

I remembered that it snowed quite early four years ago in this city. The weather became suddenly cold now, seeming to snow.

He held me more tightly, “Do you like snow?”

I replied in a soft voice, “Yeah. The winter in HL is very late and it doesn’t snow much. Even if it does, it is so small that the snowflakes melt immediately they touch the ground. I never saw a white world.”

He touched my neck with his chin, “I can watch the snow with you. Or we can go to the Northern Border. It must have more beautiful snow.”

I smiled and closed my eyes, savoring this moment, “Actually I once had a dream that I did go there. But it was in summer instead of winter then.”

He asked in a low voice, “Was I in your dream?”

I shook my head, “I don’t remember; it was long ago.”

He tickled my armpit at this.

I couldn’t help laughing and turned to him, “It’s true. It was really a long time ago.”

He stopped and smiled sweetly yet naughtily, “You will be punished for not having me in your dream.”

I smiled and kissed his lips tenderly.

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