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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 696

Moreover, it hurts the vitals!

Dennis left and Wendy froze and looked at me and said, "Mrs. George, I'll take you home later, but I don't know where your house is, so I need you to tell me the address now."

I smiled lightly, nodded my head, and spoke, "Please!"

She smiled and shook her head, "No, that's my job in itself."

The original also came to the end of the day, the car was driven away by Dennis, Wendy own car, into the car, she looked at me and smiled and said, "You do not have to worry, although my driver's license just took, but driving is still considered stable."

I lightly smiled, got on the passenger side, thought of her before is the receptionist, now how to be promoted to secretary, offhandedly said, "Dennis usually have a lot of problems, you should usually work harder, the secretary may have to be a lot more trivial than the work of the receptionist."

She started the car and laughed, "It's okay, Mr. George is very nice, he has people teach me a lot of things I don't know how to do."

I nodded my head and didn't open my mouth anymore.

On the road, she pulled the car over to the side of the road and got out to go to the trunk that thing, I could not help but look back and see that she was carrying a gray bag.

Getting into the driver's seat, she put the gray bag in the back seat, then looked at me and smiled and said, "I have to go to someone later, I have to return something to him, I'm afraid I'll forget it, so I'll take it out first, so I don't forget."

I nodded my head and didn't say much.

She did drive steadily and drove the car to the downstairs of the villa, she raised her eyes to look at the villa, looked at me and smiled, "Mrs. George, your house is so big, so envious!"

I smiled and spoke, "Come up and sit with us if you have time?"

She shook her head, "No, I have to meet a friend later, let's wait for another day, I believe there will be another opportunity later."

Got out of the car, I simply said thank you, watched her drive away, stood in place for half a day, watching her distant car, could not help but slightly narrowed the eyes.

In a world where it seems that what is too pure either doesn't exist or has been stifled, growing up is indeed a long process.

Dennis didn't come back until the evening because he was worried about Mario, not so much about him, but in case something went wrong with him, it would be even harder to find marrow for Clariana's bone marrow transplant.

I waited for Dennis in the living room and when I saw him come back, head down in the foyer to change his shoes, I spoke, "How is the person? Is it serious?"

"Injured to the core, still in the hospital to rescue, Marcus went over to guard, why are you still not sleeping?" He changed his shoes, raised his eyes and looked at me and spoke.

I walked up and spoke, "A little worried about you, so I waited at home for you to come back and say." As I spoke, I saw him casually toss aside the black bag he had brought back.

I can't help but frown slightly, this bag is I saw in Wendy's car when I came back, why is he carrying this?

Dennis should be too tired, some tired pinch the temples leaned on the sofa to rest, I pursed my lips looking at the gray bag, walked to his side, twisted his shoulders to relieve fatigue, spoke, "I see you came back with a gray bag in your hand, what is it?"

He closed his eyes and spoke, "The jacket fell to Wendy when the accident happened before, she said she washed it and gave it back to me, tomorrow the aunt came over to clean, you let her take it away!"

He shook his head, "No, if Uncle Samuel wanted to do it, once, he wouldn't do it twice, it was a junkie in prison who got into an argument with someone and went crazy and hurt Mario."

I nodded and looked at him and said, "Are the Bennett Family's people still trying to find someone to get him out of jail?" After Mario went in, the Bennett Family's people didn't stop stuffing money into the prison, so I guess they were planning to get him out sooner.

Dennis did not return my question, but looked at me with a serious face and said, "What if he comes out?"

Looking at him, I couldn't help but frown, "You're planning to get him out too?" With Mario, if I started out with fear and dread, after what happened with Clariana, it was already hatred, and I could understand his resentment and resentment towards Dennis.

But he has strayed to his own children, whether deliberately or inadvertently, there is no way to wash away the disgusting side of his humanity.

Dennis didn't answer positively, but simply spoke, "Clariana's bone marrow needs him to be matched, and I asked to have him come out for a match."

I frowned, "I agree to do a match, but I don't want him to come out."

He wrapped his arms around me and didn't say much more, carried me up to the second floor, probably because of my stomach, I'm always easily sleepy lately.

So it didn't take long to get into bed and fall asleep.

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The next day, before dawn, Luna called and said in a hurry that Clariana had started to bleed again after her chemotherapy.

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