Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 365

I paused a moment and said, “That’s nice. I can see you more.”

He nodded, “Feel free to see me.”

We talked until afternoon and he left.

I had thought of treating him to a meal but Dennis booked a restaurant.

There were more people invited than expected. I had spent the past week in the house, except for picking up Clarrie. Now it was good to see so many friends here.

Leo and Karina were also surprisingly present, the latter with an increasingly swelling belly and with a tiring look.

I hadn’t seen them for a month.

But I liked this girl though I’d known her not long ago. She was tender, elegant, and smart; probably the most perfect model of a wife.

Leo could be happy with her.

At seeing me, she was about to stand up when I walked to prevent her, smiling, “You needn’t do this. Only standing up must have cost you a lot of effort.”

She smiled, “It’s okay. It’s just seven months.”

Leo looked at me, frowning, “You have been thinner.” With his sharp eyes falling on Dennis, obviously blaming it on him.

Dennis didn’t respond to the reprobation but smiled at me, “Yeah, she is thinner.”

I laughed, looking at Leo, “A woman is prettier when she is thinner. And, Karina is thinner too! She is pregnant for god’s sake.”

Raising his brows, he had a look at her lady and said nothing.

And the woman lowered her head, smiling, and remained silent too.

I found the way this pair interacted with each other amusing.

And it suddenly occurred to me that Dennis had told me that Leo wouldn’t marry her because the marriage would be a shame for the Kennedy family and a barrier to this man’s prospect.

Looking at her belly, I couldn’t help but feel bitter. The baby should’ve been legitimate.

Some sound came from the door. It was Luis, with a beautiful yet showy woman as his partner, who seemed to be his subordinate.

The newcomer said, “I’ve just knocked off; you won’t mind that I’ve brought a mate.”

People laughed; nobody minded.

When everybody was seated, Luis said to me thoughtfully, “Clara, long time no see.”

I looked at him solemnly, the man with a glass of wine in his hand.

He went on, “Mother has handed me everything the Collins family has. It’s been four years since you left. You can visit her if you like. You are not the only one that is suffering; she leads a more painful life than you would expect.”

Pressing my lips, I lowered my head.