Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 50

Seeing that it was getting dark outside, I went back to my apartment, which was in the next door.

I looked at the time. It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and my phone rung, which was an unknown number. I didn't want to answer it but it kept ringing so I answered, "Hello."

"Clara!" Is that Marcus? Why did he call me in the middle of the night?

"What?"

"Clara, Dennis didn't go back tonight, right?" He seemed to take pleasure, "Do you really think Dennis will love you because you are pregnant? I feel sorry for you. It must feel terrible when your husband is with another girl, leaving you alone when you are pregnant."

I rubbed my eyebrows, ", I don’t know why you had to call me in the middle of the night. Could it be that Olivia and Dennis didn't call you when they get laid? So you vent your anger on me."

I continued, "If you really like Olivia, I think you can talk to Dennis, maybe you can get a threesome. Don’t vent your sexual frustration on me."

"Clara, you fucking..." I hung up the phone.

The work was not over, here came the affairs.

YT Apartment was not too large, about 100 square meters, and it was comfortable to live alone. Too many things have happened during the day, and I was a little upset. I was quite awake since I had a nap so I turned on the computer, wanting to read some materials.

I was frozen seeing the e-mail. I planned to hand over all of the George Group’s audit to Jo Turner Credit, but it didn’t work and I called Leo and asked him to give me a copy of AC’s information to avoid future troubles. But now I had to hand over Thomson Group's audit to AC. Therefore, the information Leo found was not needed. So I ignored his e-mail. I would like not to mention him any more.

What passed have become the past, you had to say goodbye.

The doorbell rang, it should be Diana back from her shopping. I got up and felt dizzy because I sat for too long. I took out her slippers and asked, "Where did you go? It’s been so long."

I threw her fluffy slippers at the door, seeing she did not answer, I turned over. A tall man stood at the door looking at me with an unpredictable expression.

I frowned seeing it was Dennis. Shouldn't he be with Olivia now? What was he doing here? I was about to close the door. He stopped me and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you waiting for?"

I replied in a lazy tone, "Someone who can help me get rid of my loneliness."

He looked at me with his sharp eyes and sneered blocking my way, "Get rid of your loneliness?"

His crotch pressed against my hip, "Do you think this can help?"