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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 845

I don't know what Dennis took Mandy away and said, but after Mandy left, she didn't go back to her study, and left her files and computer with me.

I guessed that Dennis thought that Mandy and I had come up with the idea to find Hank in the U.S., so he was angry with her and forbade us from seeing each other anymore.

I didn't see Dennis again throughout the night. I sent a Facebook message to Mandy, only to find that her phone was in her briefcase and she left in a hurry this afternoon.

After putting Clarie to bed, I leaned back on the couch and studied while waiting for Dennis to return.

The afternoon conversation was not pleasant, and I thought that after a few hours, when we had calmed down each other, we could sit down and talk again.

I was the obvious choice for Hank, but Professor West warned that the baby was still unstable and I wasn't up for the long haul, so I had to hope that Dennis would come up with the best of both worlds.

But I forgot that pregnant people are very sleepy, and it didn't take long in the living room for me to fall asleep in a daze against the couch.

In a trance, I heard some movement outside in the corridor, I woke up, opened the door to look outside, in addition to the lighted wall lamp, the outside was empty, no one.

Maybe it was a hallucination. After standing by the door for a while, I went back to sleep, this time very deeply.

The next day, I woke up, but people lying in the bedroom, looking at the quilt on my body, I frowned, got up and went downstairs, no one in the living room, but breakfast is ready on the table, next to a sticky note.

"madam, breakfast is ready for you, if it's cold you may have to trouble yourself to heat it up." Nanny's handwriting, there should be some urgent matter, so she took a leave of absence.

I'm not a spoiled person, so I heated up a bowl of porridge and ate it casually with pickles.

I soon found out that things were not that simple. Usually at this time, Clarie knew I was awake and should be clamoring to come and stick to me, but today she was nowhere to be seen, and after looking around in the backyard, she was not there either. Not only that, but even the other servants at the villa were gone, and the house that was lively yesterday suddenly became an empty house today.

Other people also forget, I worry about Clarie's safety, wait for a while no one to inform me of her whereabouts, also can not sit down, rushed upstairs to find a cell phone to call, but I found the bedroom from the study, in addition to the desk landline, simply did not find other electronic communication products.

After freezing in place for a few seconds, it dawned on me - I was under house arrest by Dennis.

Last night those movements are not other, it is Dennis brought people in to collect things, so as to cut off my contact with the outside world, he did a great job, even the network was disconnected, omniscient computer turned into a pile of scrap metal.

I was angry and anxious, immediately dialed Dennis's number with the landline, of course, this is by no means the reason for my good memory, ten years, this man's number I can not remember is the accident, as for others, the first three digits of the number I did not write down.

Dennis answered in a second, acting like a normal person, "Awake?"

"Where did you take Clarie." I hated his self-interest and tried desperately to hold back in order to keep myself from losing control, "You took the phone away too, didn't you, Dennis, that's really mean."

I thought Dennis would be enraged, however, he acted as if he didn't hear, and directly digressed, "Every hour there will be bodyguards going in to patrol and confirm your safety, tell them if you need anything, but don't presume to borrow the phone from them, anyone communicates with you, I will make them never be able to speak again for the rest of their lives, you better think about those bodyguards , don't be capricious."

I knew that with his tone, there was no room for rebuttal, and gritted my teeth in indignation, "What about Clarie, you always have to let me stay with her, it's not like she's going to affect you in any way."

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