The years of marriage, bumpy, should have the romance and warmth, Dennis has given me.
I smiled slightly and said, "I've been wearing this pair of rings for ten years, and it's been in my hands for a long time, in fact, if I really don't want it, I have a million ways to throw it away, but I can't let it go, because this is what Dennis and I have together, he loves me very much and treats me very well, even in the next life, if I can, I still want to marry him. "
Perhaps my words struck Hank deeply, his shoulders were span down, as if he had lost all his strength.
His voice was soft and low as he spoke, "Good, very good! It's good that he's good to you, as long as you're happy."
With that, he took a few steps back, turned around and saw Dennis in the car, froze slightly for a moment, and then went straight back to his car.
Looked at me and said incomparably heavy, "I hope you can always be happy!"
In these words, I had no way to guess, so I didn't care.
He started the car and went away.
Watching him walk away, I could not help but sigh with relief, in fact, I was more afraid than he was, at this point if he still pursued, oil and salt, then I would be more annoyed.
Edward saw that Dennis had come, got in and started the car, taking Linda and Jannings away.
Dennis got out of the car and walked towards me. The man's body was long and slender like jade, and he walked towards me from the lights, and that look was extraordinarily distracting.
His long, slender body stood in front of me, and with the usual warm smile on his lips, he reached out with his long arms and pulled me into his arms.
"Clara, I'm happy!" He was afraid he had heard everything he had just said.
I smiled lightly, raised my hand to poke his chest and spoke, "Dennis, it's immoral to eavesdrop on other people's conversations."
He looked at me, smiling openly, "Is it eavesdropping? You clearly saw me when I came."
I pursed my lips, "No difference!" The September night was a bit cold, he draped his jacket over my shoulders and pulled me into the car.
I followed him and looked at his back, I couldn't help but be in a good mood.
He also seems to be good, spoke, "In the future to go out, to give me a report, can not come out alone!"
Sitting in the car, I pursed my lips and opened my mouth, "I need my own personal space too!"
He smiled lightly, "I just let you tell me that there is no restriction on your freedom of movement."
"It's all the same!" I spoke, cocking my head and preparing to close my eyes to rest.
He had no choice but to put his shirt over me and smoothly wrapped me in his arms, not caring about Toby's feelings at all.
I pushed him away and pretended to be angry, "Don't you touch me!"
Seeing me like this, he was slightly stunned and said, "What's wrong?"
I grunted and said, "What do you mean, I don't have any private time to myself this day, do I?"
I was a little helpless and said good-naturedly, "I'm not trying to restrict you and ask you to go there, I just want you to be safe!"
"But you just sound like you want me to report twenty-four hours a day!"
He held his forehead, probably a little helpless, "Well next time I'll be more gentle!"
I looked at him, "There's a next time?"
He smiled lightly, eyebrows with a smile, "well, there is no next time, from now on will not, Mr. George want anything, as long as you do not leave me on the line, so okay?"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Please Love Me, Mr. George