Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 899

At night to put the child to bed, Dennis hugged me from behind, fondly, "It's been a long time since I felt the taste of waking up with you by my side."

I remembered what I had promised him earlier and blushed, "Then stay tonight, anyway the Kennedy Residence has such a big bed that it can sleep two people."

Edward was targeted by Interpol and will not appear again for a short time. City P will become much safer for us, and the biggest trouble is lifted, so maybe there is no need to pretend to be separated.

Look at the state now, Snowy, Jamie sleeping next to him, Clarie is also next door, the family reunion, how I want time to freeze here.

Dennis, however, suddenly let go, squeezed my shoulders and turned me around so that I was facing him, "Not yet, not at the right time."

I frowned, not understanding his concern.

Dennis said, "Don't forget that Edward is not the only enemy we have, and you know what Edward is taking you to today?"

"Not his lair abroad?" I asked.

"It's not that simple." Dennis shook his head, just as Snowy kicked the quilt, he bent over to tuck her in, and spoke again, his voice lowered again, "Edward was involved in international organ trading before, and has long been on Interpol's most wanted list, there's no way he could open a company in a dignified manner, that place, is Hynness International's corporate headquarters in Country M's corporate headquarters."

"The big philanthropist, Simba Headstrong's company, who donates nearly a billion dollars a year alone?" I was a little surprised how a big philanthropist could be associated with Edward.

"The donation is real, I just don't know whose money is being donated." Dennis looked at me, his eyes dark as ink, "If we're up against Simba Headstrong, it won't be any easier than dealing with Edward, so, at least on the surface, we can't make up yet."

He suddenly paused, lowered his head and dropped a kiss on my forehead, then gently backed away, "Get well, you're still a patient."

After saying that, Dennis smiled at me and then drew back and left the room.

I was so engrossed in his reminder that it took me a while to come back to my senses and look at the door again, but I didn't even see his shadow.

Dennis was indeed right. In addition to the problems that fell from running around during the month, there was also the virus that Edward injected into my body.

It is a chronic virus that targets internal organs and can only be controlled by drugs so far, and cannot be completely cured, although it is not fatal and is not dangerous for the time being, but the further you go, the more serious it will become, even to the point of organ failure.

When I think of this, I can't help but subconsciously look at the child lying in the stroller, and the softness in my heart will be overwhelming.

I am not afraid to die anymore, but to get a little closer to death, the more such times, the more afraid I am of not being able to accompany my children in the future.

If there is a God, how good it would be, then he must be able to hear the voice of my heart that I want to live a few more years.

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After the child was replaced, Leo adjusted the home security, even the family cleaning underlings also checked the ancestral three generations, to confirm the Kennedy Residence will not be infiltrated by outsiders, so that the adults in the family can take turns to go out for a change of mood.

A week after I returned home, the news of Cassandra's delivery arrived, and as a sister, I naturally had to come to my home to greet her.

Deborah said she wanted to be happy, so she followed me to the hospital.

"...... The baby is beautiful, just like you." Cassandra's son was born at full term and looks healthier than Snowy and I am sincerely happy for them.

"Thanks." Cassandra sat against the bed, still a little weak, next to the old mother who was probably the maid of THE Berger family and had been taking good care of her.

"Is Stannis still that busy?" I couldn't help but ask.