Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 413

He raised his eyebrows without speaking, obviously waiting for my next word.

“Folly Lewis is a lot like Diana. She had Diana’s naivete, her cheerfulness, and her warmth. When I was with her, I sometimes had the illusion that Diana was still there, that we were still the same.”

I looked up at him and saw that he was listening to me carefully, so I continued, “Karina was more like me, humble and stubborn. Maybe because we are the same kind of person, I can feel her situation and condition, so I always can’t help wanting to take care of her.”

Technically, Karina was more like the old me. I knew the pain of waiting. I knew what it felt like to hold on to a love that hurt so much.

After a while, Dennis did not say anything. I looked up at him and saw his dark eyes staring at me.

His dark eyes shone with a faint spark, and I paused, “Dennis...”

“I’m sorry!” He reached out and pulled me close to him. His voice was low and strong, “There are things that I won’t let them happen again.”

Lying in his arms, listening to the beat of his heart, I belatedly realized that he was blaming himself.

I couldn’t help but sigh, “Dennis, I didn’t mean to blame you for what I just said, so don’t take it personally.”

He replied in a low voice, “I know.”

I sighed. The meaning of memory was probably to remind us to cherish and live in the present.

Yara looked in our direction. The corners of her mouth turned up in an unmistakable smile.

Her move caught Luna and Samuel Lewis’s attention, who had been chatting, so all three of them looked over for a moment.

Embarrassed, I shifted my seat to distance myself from Dennis.

I lowered my voice and said, “You keep it down.”

Dennis said, “You and I are married. How can we keep a low profile?”

I got up and went into the living room. It was always embarrassing to be looked at like that.

I walked around the kitchen, thinking about what I should send to Karina.

Since we didn’t keep in touch with each other much, I didn’t know what she liked to eat.

Thinking of this, I took out my cell phone and called her.

It wasn’t long before she was connected, her voice cracking, “Clara, happy New Year!”

I froze for a moment and said, “It’s only afternoon, not even early morning! What do you like to eat?”

She answered with a little surprise, “Why are you asking me that all of a sudden?”

I looked at the things in the kitchen and said, “We bought a lot of good things for our health. You just had a baby, and you’re still nursing. I can’t eat all that. Since it is New Year’s Eve, I’ll have Dennis bring it over.”

There was silence on the other end of the line. It was a moment before she said, “Clara, thank you, you are the first person to call and ask about me.”

I pressed my lips together and felt a little sad, “Has Leo been with you today? Has the baby’s fever gone?”

“Yes.” She did not answer the question and said in a low voice, “Link just dropped off some nourishment. I’ll have Dennis bring some back when he gets here.”

I smiled, “No, I have plenty too. You save it for your health.”