Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 387

He smiled, “Okay.” There were so many meanings in the word that I couldn’t guess.

I didn't want to eat anything, but I ate everything he gave me because I didn’t want him to be worried.

Then I went back to the bedroom. I got a stomachache, but it was bearable.

Dennis was in the study. I remembered that I hadn't taken out the U disk I had inserted into my computer.

I didn’t mean to hide the truth from him, but I didn’t want him to see it.

Then I went to the study, the door of which was half-closed.

He was sitting in front of the computer. Seeing me coming in, he froze.

It seemed that he had watched the video.

Standing at the door, I asked, “It’s late. Are you going to sleep?”

He smiled, “I will sleep later.”

I nodded, trying to calm myself down, and walked toward him. Seeing the screen, I froze.

He did see it.

I tried to say something, but I failed.

“You hated me at that time, right?” he asked.

I pursed my lips, pulled the U disk out, and sat beside him, “I did at first, but then I gradually figured out that at that time I was remorse and fear, and it was my fault for not keeping the baby."

He held my hands, “It’s not your fault.”

Being not willing to dwell on the emotion, I smiled and looked at him, “What were you thinking yesterday? It was snowy”

He smiled, too, “I thought you'd be distressed."

“You won’t overcome it if you don’t do, even if I say something, right?” I said.

Folly said that Dennis was the one who had suffered most. He swapped the DNA for me, but he hurt me. He ruined our love, and our kid.

He hugged me and said, “It’s useless to say sorry, Clara. Stay with me, please. If you are in pain, I will let you go.”

I wrapped my arms around his waist, buried my head in his arms, and sighed slightly, “We have to go ahead.”

He didn’t say anything.

The rest of our lives was long, time could heal us.

Back in the bedroom, my stomach was still uncomfortable. Dennis was taking a bath.

Then I went to the balcony.

He came out of the bathroom with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. His figure was really appealing.

I couldn’t help but laughed.

He looked at me and asked, “What are you laughing at?"

Walking up to him, I pursed my lips and looked at his chest, "Did anyone ever say you were showy?"