Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 79

He looked at me, smiling, “You are caring about me?”

It’s really NOT!

“I am also in the car.” And I have a baby in my belly. “One remain and two lives.”

He lowered eyes, with helplessness in his eyes. He held my hand more tightly, “You don’t worry. I will protect you two even at the cost of my life.”

Ignoring him, I thought of Steven, and I recalled the man who picked Jackie up and the car was also a black Cadillac.

At that time, I didn’t see his appearance clearly. I frowned, feeling upset.

Keeping silent all the way, I was drowsy when arriving at the villa.

Dennis lifted me straight to the bedroom, and put me on the bed. He spoke, “Don’t sleep. You wash up first.”

I was a little blurred and felt like falling asleep directly. I pulled the quilt and covered myself.

But Dennis penetrated me and pulled me out of the quilt into the bathroom, “Wash up or you will be uncomfortable.”

I nodded, hanging on him. I reached to squeeze the toothpaste out of the tube. But Dennis took it away.

He helped me and got me the water, “Behave yourself.” He seemed to teach a kid.

With the toothbrush in mouth, I murmured, “I am not a kid.”

He laughed, “No difference.”

Struggling and washing up, I sobered up. Lying on the bed, I saw Dennis get on the bed. He rounded me, with his chin on my neck, “We just sleep.”

I raised eyebrows, “You said to yourself.”

He opened eyes, looking at me and curling lips, “I said to you. After all, it’s natural for it to get up to see its master, and you should be tolerant.”

This man can talk dirty anytime and anywhere.

I sipped lips, pushing him, “You smell. You go and wash up.”

He grinned, “What?”

“You go!” I closed eyes. Beside my ear rang his voice, “Clara, we live out the rest of our days in peace. OK?”

Piercing, I didn’t replied. Can we really live in peace in the future?

“Dennis, do you love me?” It’s an idiot question, and it mattered to every girl.

He raised hand, with palm on my face while his fingers flirting my eardrop.

Me?

I was a little annoyed. I fell in love with Dennis at the first sight. In the following days, I was supported by the niceness of the first sight. However, the unrequited love discouraged me, and I planned to leave him.

Perhaps, I was not so into him like before.

My silence made his eyes dim. A while later, “Well, we can nourish it, and we will love the other deeply one day.”

I said nothing, pushing him away, “You go to have a shower, and I am tired.”

I should have had given up on him, and I was really tired of the unrequited love.

He kissed me on the forehead, and then got off the bed to the bathroom.

I stared at the ceiling in a daze.

His phone thrown on the bed vibrated. I was not intended to answer it, but it kept vibrating. So I answered the call.