Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 604

I don't hate Sheila, at least for now. She's wonderful and deserves to be loved and cared for.

Coming out of the bathroom, Dennis, Marcus and Olivia were in the hall.

Dennis sat on the lounge couch in the lobby smoking a cigarette, the lingering smoke made him look extraordinarily cold.

Olivia resumed her usual naive romance and pulled Marcus, "Marcus, Miss Kennedy and Hank seem to have a pretty good relationship, and I see that Hank is pretty special to Miss Kennedy."

Marcus glanced at Dennis, who was smoking, and looked at Olivia and said, "Don't be ridiculous!"

Olivia seemed not to notice Dennis' coldness and continued, "I'm not making this up, I just saw Hank's eyes on Miss Kennedy all the time when we were eating, and Miss Kennedy was secretly looking at him, and it just seemed like the two had a pretty good relationship."

Peeking at him?

I just about laughed out loud.

"Miss Pearson a meal quite serious, even who look at who can observe so carefully, then have you noticed, your family Marcus to your how many shrimp peeled?" I walked over to Dennis.

Seeing him look up at me, I snatched the cigarette right out of his hand, put it out and threw it in the trash, and looked at him and said, "Quit smoking!"

Dennis smiled lightly and got up to hold my waist in a smooth manner, "Okay, listen to you!"

Probably did not expect me to suddenly appear, Olivia a little frozen, a moment later and aggrieved baba looked at Marcus said, "Marcus, my words just now did not mean that, I just ......"

Marcus reassured her, "It's okay, I know you're just saying that, it's okay!"

I almost laughed out loud, or held back, I sometimes really can understand why Sheila would be disgusted when I made a show of it.

Because it's really disgusting to look at.

After dinner, the time was originally not early, Dennis and I walked around the hotel for a while, and also went back.

After a busy day, originally sleepy and tired, the morning full of food and drink, I took a shower and fell asleep directly on the bed.

I heard Dennis talking to me in a daze, but I was too sleepy to hear clearly, and fell asleep after a dazed mumble.

The next day.

Counting the time, it's almost the Fourth of July, although I know it's unlikely that I'll be able to finish the project in these days.

But with good planning, it should be possible to get some work done as soon as possible in the next few days.

Seeing no trace of Dennis on the bed, there was a note on the bedside table that read, "I'm going downtown, something's up, remember to eat on time!"

Looks like something left early.

After I got up and cleaned up, I went straight to the base. Because of the addition of the third party, the base workers are a little slow in their efficiency, mainly because the third party catches the quality, not the progress, so the workers sit on the base in all the details as best as they can.

Because of this, the workload will naturally increase invisibly.

On the site Hank wore a helmet and looked around the base before coming straight to the office to see me.

He looked at me and said, "Are you in charge of this project?"