Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 619

What a wonderful girl, how did she suddenly become like this?

I was a bit incredulous, even a bit taken aback.

"Hank, are you hurt badly? Why aren't you answering your phone? Not telling us mother and son how you are doing!" Shaw opened her mouth, not thinking much about it, set the suitcase aside, then sat down on the edge of the bed and placed the sleeping child in her arms on her lap, probably because she had been holding it for too long, so her hands were sore, freeing up her free hand all the time, she slightly wriggled her shoulders which seemed to be a little sore.

In a short while, it was time to switch to another hand.

Hank frowned, his gaze a little cold, and looked at me, "You let her come?"

I nodded my head and pursed my lips, "It's about to be Mid-Autumn Festival, you want them both mother and son?"

He did not speak, just indifferently glanced at the child in Shaw's arms and spoke, "All right, a moment you go to the hotel side to rest, the hospital noisy, Doumi in the hospital rest is not good."

Shaw shook his head somewhat stubbornly, "It's okay, Doumi is very well behaved, the hospital is not noisy, if you can stay with you, he is more well behaved than usual!"

Hank frowned, but didn't say anything more when he saw this.

I pursed my lips and watched, my heart vaguely sour, I once saw the girl who could stun others for years at a glance, seems to have disappeared, so many years, she became humble and ordinary.

Should I lament the relentlessness of the years, or Hank's relentlessness.

The child in Shaw's arms probably woke up because the environment was a bit noisy, and saw the unfamiliar environment, some discomfort, so wailed and cried, Hank some impatient look at their mother and son, Shaw afraid of his anger, while apologizing, while holding the child outside the ward to coax.

I look at such Hank, suddenly do not know what to say, I have seen him, there are times of cold indifference, but all these kinds of is he to strangers, or even unfamiliar with the appearance of people.

I never thought he would show such a strange but cold look to his loved ones, his bones should be soft, but the scene I saw at this time made me a little unsure of what kind of person he really is.

Was it Shaw's fault? What could she have done wrong? She was originally a carefree little princess, because of Hank's plot to fall in love with him and marry him and have children for him, but in the end, all she got in return was his indifference.

"Clara!" Seeing me dazed, Hank spoke up, his dark eyes falling on me with their usual depth of feeling, and I shuddered.

He looked at me, concerned, and asked, "What's wrong? What's on your mind?"

"No!" I opened my mouth, my heart vaguely pumping, and spoke, "I'm going to check on Shaw!" and then went straight out of the ward.

The corridor in the hospital is full of people, because there are many patients, the rest area in the corridor has long been filled with people, Shaw holding the child, the child is too small and crying to stop, she had no choice but to sit against the cold wall on the floor, and then almost careless to cover up directly lift the clothes to feed the child.

That vivid and beautiful woman has now become a mother disliked by passers-by.

I walked towards her and took off my jacket to cover between her and the child. She looked up, looked at me with a complicated gaze, opened her mouth, probably because her mouth was a little dry from the tension, her lips were dead skinned and she looked extra haggard.

"Thank you!" Finally, just two simple words.