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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 83

He was holding a phone not far from me. “It’s really a pity that you didn’t become an actress. You are even more photogenic than the stars.”

Knowing that he was taking photos of me, I didn’t bother to say anything and surveyed the roses on both sides, “Are these flowers in full bloom in all seasons?”

He nodded, “Yeah. Roses are blossoming all year round. Newton Town’s climate is quite suitable to grow plants as it’s located in the southern part of China.”

What a great view!

It was really pleasant to stroll around as the sun was setting.

“Why does it have to be Dennis?” He put the phone back in his pocket and turned to me seriously.

I paused and lightly answered, “It’s not like that.” It was just that he was my only crush since girlhood and had never considered any other people as the year went by.

He then blocked me and said seriously, “You would leave him sooner or later, right?”

I cracked a smile and pushed him away, “Nobody can foretell the future.”

Would it matter even if I left him? I met him too early and he had been imprinted in my life. I wouldn’t be able to forget him in my whole life and really can’t bring myself to fall in love with someone else.

Before we knew it, we had reached the end of the alley which was a quite bustling snack street which was selling a variety of items and delicacies.

There were a lot of traditional Chinese clothing enthusiasts walking around which was pleasing to the eye.

It was already dark when we arrived at our destination.

“You wouldn’t mind having roadside stands with me, right?” After finding a seat in the hot pot stand, Luis supported his chin with his hand and asked.

“Will you change the place if I say I do mind?”

He stood up and said, “Let’s find another one.”

Pulling him back to seat, I handed him the menu, “I really don’t fancy spicy food. You can choose whatever you want other than that.”

Seeing that I had already picked several veggies and meat, he sat beside me and smiled, “I just knew that you are unlike other girls.”

I was amused and gazed at him, “How that we are different?”

He ordered the dishes and replied, “Many girls would find the street food cheap and messy.”

I glanced at him and said, “From where you can tell that I don’t think this cheap and messy?”

He got tongue-tied, “Really?”

“Is it important?” Sipping the water, I let out a smile, “It’s really two concepts to bring a girl to have street food out of testing her or just sharing delicacies before you two have got to know each other.”

“If it’s the former, you wouldn’t deserve this affection that you have for each other regardless of the girl’s reaction. If it’s the latter, you really need to reassure this memory as one really doesn’t have many people to share this beauty with.”

He then looked at me, “What about you? Would you still like him if he loses everything one day? He wouldn’t be a president.”

“There aren’t any ifs.” I stopped his words and went to reach the electricity switch as the waiter had already served the soup.

Then my phone stared vibrating.

After turning the electricity on, I picked up the phone and heard quite a cold voice, “Clara!”

It was Dennis who was obviously out of the operation room.

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