Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 43

But after the last time I heard about him and Olivia, I instinctively began to resist him.

He rolled over, but...

After a long time, he got up and grabbed his pajamas to put them on. Then he stood on the balcony and lit a cigarette.

I was lying in bed with mixed feelings at that time.

I got up, walked over to him, hugged him from behind, and put my whole body on his back. "Let's try it in the bathroom."

His body became rigid suddenly. He snubbed out the cigarette and turned to look at me with a cold expression. "When did it start?"

I froze. Did he mean my reaction to the foreplay?

I bowed my head, bit my lip, and said only after some time, "Maybe after the abortion ..."

I would keep the thing he and Olivia had done in my mind forever. It would be a secret rotting in my heart.

He gave me a deep look and pushed me away, "I'll stay in the study."

I pulled his hand immediately and looked up at him, "You bought Diana’s bar for Olivia? Diana was framed, Dennis, can you help me?"

I knew that asking for him at this time would make him angry. After all, I did not satisfy his desire, but Diana could not wait too long.

He looked down at me. His black eyes tightened slightly and showed a cold expression. "Is that why you came back?"

He stared at me, and I shook my head with a guilty conscience, "No, I..."

"You want to get my help at the expense of your body, so you just allow me to continue?" He sneered, with irony in his voice. "Clara, you’ve realized that you have no reaction to my touch, haven’t you?"

I shook my head, flustered, but such was the fact.

Looking up at him, I choked, "Dennis, you have Olivia and many friends, but I have nothing. I only have Diana. Please, help me!"

"Ho!" He snorted, "You have nothing but Diana? Clara, you surprise me! "

He was angry. Yes, he was furious, but I had no choice.

As long as I had a choice, I won't ask him, but only he could solve the problem.

I held his hand and ignored his angry expression. I bit my lip bitterly, with tears swirling in my eyes, "Dennis, only you can help me. Please. I'm sorry!"

It was cold in the room, and I did not have many clothes on me, and now I was wrapped in coldness.

Dennis looked at my collapse coldly, with his expression turning from anger to calmness. After a long time, he opened his mouth, grabbed my hand, and his voice was low and cold. "Go to the bathroom!"

I was stunned, and then I realized what he meant. For a moment, he held me in his arms and went straight into the bathroom.

"Clara!" He spoke in a hoarse voice.

I looked up at him. Water from the showerhead made my eyes wet. He lowered his head and raised his hand to cover my eyes.

I opened my mouth and prayed, "Dennis, could you be more gentle?"

I was worried about my baby!