Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 375

Then he stood up and said, “It’s late. We should go.”

Marcus frowned, “You're not even talking, and you're ready to go?"

“It’s late.” said Dennis. Then he took me out of the dinning room. We saw Mario smoking at the gate. Nobody said anything, and we left.

Sitting in the car, I was a little helpless, “Dennis, am I right to keep Clariana with me?”

“What did Mario said?” Dennis asked.

I nodded, “Nothing. I’ just thinking that I owe Clariana a lot no matter what I do..”

I did think of telling Clariana everything when Mario came to visit her. However, she was just a four-year-old girl. It would be useless even though I told her.

Clariana would leave sooner or later,but not now.

Dennis held my hand and asked gently, “I have an idea. We can tell her the truth, but she needs to live with us. And Mario could come to see her. Is that okay?”

From the perspective of Clariana, she won’t miss anything. Besides, she could get love from her families.

“Is that okay?” I was a little uncertain.

Dennis smiled and nodded, “Sure!”

Back to the villa, Clariana had been picked up from school. Seeing us coming in, she ran toward Dennis. She was extraordinarily skilled at pampering.

“Uncle Dennis, I have a gift for you!” she said.

“What is it?” smiled Dennis.

She took out a candy from her coat pocket and clutched it in her hand, trying to create a mysterious atmosphere. However, as an adult, Dennis had known what it is.

She looked at Dennis, “Show me your hand, please.”

Dennis stretched out his hand, and Clariana gave him a candy.

I smiled.

Dennis was patient. He held Clariana on the sofa and asked her, “Why do you give me a candy?”

Clariana said, “It’s wedding candy. My classmate Barry said that his uncle gave it to him when getting married. You can marry mommy if you eat the candy, then I will have a daddy!”

I was going into the kitchen. But hearing her words, I could not help but stopped to look at them.

The two were sitting there, and the atmosphere there was harmonious.

He said, “Okay.”

The “okay” meant a lot. I didn’t think too much but walked into the kitchen, not knowing what to say.

My man should always be him.

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I was sleepy so I went to bed early.

Then I heard my phone ringing in a daze, and Dennis had already answered the phone for me when I had opened my eyes.

With the documents in his hand, he had just come from the study.

Seeing that I was awake, he handed me my phone, “It’s Karina.”

It was twelve o'clock.