Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 959

Dennis has always cherished his parents' things, and there is no reason for this kind of mistake to occur and for the maids not to clean up after them.

With curiosity squatting down, carefully pick open the broken glass, the frame will be picked up, this is to see clearly, which put Dennis's parents' wedding photos.

The only people who have been here recently are Dennis and I. The only one who broke this frame, not me, is Dennis.

But how?

In order to avenge them, Dennis did not dare to relax for a moment, wrapped in hatred day and night, no day is really happy, this is one of the few photos they have left so far, but was discarded here.

When I was thinking about it, there was a sudden soft footstep behind me, not loud, but I heard it, and the other side was getting a little closer.

There are too many people in the world who want to do me harm to be targeted as soon as I leave City P, and that's in the George Residence.

When he calmed down, he slowly turned around with the picture frame.

The tall figure blocked my view, Dennis stared at me expressionlessly, his eyes like broken ice, and with it the temperature of the whole room plummeted by a few degrees.

He looked at me as if he was looking at a predestined enemy, and for a moment I felt strangely afraid.

"Why are you there?"

I regretted having said that, Dennis is in and out of the George Residence most frequently, so it's not surprising that I ran into him.

Instead, here I am, now in my bedroom at the Kennedy Residence in City Pthe, where I should be staying.

Dennis didn't answer, lowering his eyes, looking even colder, and I realized that he was looking not at me, but at the picture frame in my hand.

I handed over the frame as an afterthought, and Dennis froze for a few seconds before reaching out to take it, without even looking at it, and tossing it onto a nearby shelf.

"You investigated me." Dennis' voice was faint and somewhat intimidating.

Lying in front of such a supremely intelligent person is tantamount to deceiving oneself and others.

"Yes." I looked him in the eye, not feeling the least bit out of place, "Since you won't tell me the truth, I'll check it out myself, what's wrong with that?"

The furrow between Dennis' eyebrows wrinkled deeper, his eyebrows harboring thin anger, "I said, you just take care of yourself now, I'll take care of the rest."

"Yes, I believe you can handle it, so this way I should do nothing and watch you risk your life alone?Dennis, it's not your business alone, why should you take it all on?" After suppressing it for so long, it finally broke out.

"Obviously, I said some time ago that I should be honest with each other, but what about you, why don't you believe me until now? You have united everyone to create a truth that seems to be unbroken, but do you really think I would be so stupid that I don't even know if I have been hurt? Or do you think that I am really so selfish that I can accept all normal arrangements with peace of mind, knowing that you are in a difficult situation?"

I really don't understand, everything is slowly getting better, but why the walls of his heart collapsed instead.

Perhaps the night was too quiet and I could even hear myself echoing.

Dennis is like a mountain, standing motionless in front of me, the pair of dark eyes like ink, as if hiding a dark world, the dark tide inside, and I can not participate at all, not even a little information from his expression to peep.