Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 906

the Kennedy Residence.

Before even entering the house, I heard the sounds of Clarie and Deborah playing.

"Clarie, what's keeping you up so late?"

"Mom!"

As soon as she heard my voice, Clarie came rushing over.

"Look, Mommy, this wooden horse is not cute!" Clarie held up the toy in her hand with an extra sweet smile.

"Clara, you have a good daughter, so many expensive toys do not like, but a small wooden horse as a treasure." Deborah got up and joked.

I led Clarie to the couch and sat down, and only then did I take a closer look at the wooden horse in my hand.

Honestly, compared to other toys at home, this thing is neither delicate nor novel, and the production process is very rough, really do not know where the fun.

"O Clarie, this Trojan horse, where did it come from?" I asked.

"Mr. Alton from school gave it to me." Clarie said milky-voiced.

"Mr. Alton? Which Mr. Alton?"

"It's our teacher!" Clarie exclaimed, "Mr. Alton even complimented me on my intelligence in class!"

Seeing Clarie so happy, I couldn't help but smile too. It seems that this school suits Clarie very well.

Leo was standing on the stairs at this point in his house pajamas calling to her, "Clarie, say goodbye to mom and go upstairs to bed with your uncle."

"Oh! Here we go! Good night mommy!" Clarie gave me a kiss on the cheek and ran towards Leo.

Deborah looked at the little one, full of envy, "Leo will be a good father in the future."

"That's only if you give him that chance." I said.

Deborah looked down and suddenly stopped talking.

I was about to open up to her when the nurse, probably knowing from Leo that I was back, came with a tray and medication for my injection.

I forgot about Leo and Deborah after a round of tossing and turning.

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The following day.

To make up for my neglect of Clarie during this time, I got up early and took her to school myself.

As the car pulled up to the curb in front of the school, Clarie pointed at a man's back from a distance and shouted, "Mr. Alton!" Mom, look, there's Mr. Alton!

Follow her finger, from my direction can only see the man's back, and imagined 50 or 60 years old and knowledgeable male teachers, this Mr. Alton's back looks very young.

As soon as the car door opened, Clarie couldn't wait to get out and run to Mr. Alton.

I thought that as a parent I should naturally be decent, so I looked in the mirror to fix my makeup before going down.

In less than two minutes, when I went down, the one guarding Clarie suddenly became a female teacher.

I was a little baffled, but went over and said hello to the female teacher.

Clarie pouted her lips in aggravation, "Mom, you should have been faster, Mr. Alton is gone!"

The female teacher and I laughed at each other, each crying and laughing.

"Clarie's mother don't misunderstand, Mr. Alton is the backbone of our school's younger generation, there is a lot going on, no, just now was called away by the principal, but there is no intention to avoid you." The female teacher explained.

"It's okay, there's always a chance to see him. Clarie likes Mr. Alton and is adjusting to school very quickly, I have him to thank for that, why would I blame him."