Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 972

Dennis rarely has these times when he can't control his emotions, and for a while everyone was stunned, and the wrong eyes fell on him in unison.

The air froze for a moment, Dennis took a sharp breath and stood up straight, resumed his expressionless state, swept right past Simba and them, lifted his feet and went upstairs.

"Brother-" Dorothy didn't seem to want to be left out again and turned around to go after him, "Dennis!"

However, Dennis, as if he had not heard, did not look back, but walked faster.

I hurriedly spoke up to stop Dorothy, "Miss Vance!"

Seeing her stop in her tracks, I just continued again, "Dennis doesn't want to see anyone related to Edwin, so please behave yourself."

As I spoke I had already walked to the stairway and walked directly past Dorothy, stepping onto the steps with one foot, "We have some business to take care of temporarily as a couple, so please make yourselves comfortable."

People like Dorothy grew up with a lot of respect, and she doesn't know what it means to be moderate without putting her disgust out in the open.

It's not rude to leave a guest behind, but only if the guest deserves respect.

The bedroom door was open, and when I walked in, I heard the sound of the faucet coming from the bathroom.

Gently close the door, step by step, to the door, a glance and the mirror Dennis's eyes collided with a square.

His whole face was wet with water, his eyes crawling with red blood, the whole man looked wretched and dangerous, the faucet was still clattering out, the mirror on the wall cracked a fist, should be Dennis out of control to break.

Looking down, not surprisingly, Dennis' hand had scraped in several places and was now oozing blood out.

The soft spot on the heart seems to be pulled by something, I frowned and turned my head to get the medical kit before walking in again and carefully disinfecting his wound.

The whole time there was not a word, Dennis also just quietly looking down at me, a pair of dark eyes deep concentration, as if this is what a pleasing scene.

After a long time, when I threw the cotton swab into the trash can, only then did Dennis' hoarse, dark voice slowly ring out again overhead, "Why be so careful, what you have in front of you is just a discarded remnant."

Hearing his words, I wrapped the gauze movement paused for a moment, before continuing, mouth carelessly said, "the defective or perfect incomparable pride of heaven or, in my eyes, you are just Dennis, is my husband, is the father of the children, I chose you, you are the best, how others say, how to see, that is their business. "

Dennis sniffed, his injured hand trembled slightly, and then suddenly took hold of me and led me into the bedroom.

Helping me to sit down on the bed, Dennis went to the closet, took out a small plastic-wrapped pill bottle and shoved it into my hand.

# Vitamin A supplement tablets

This package is not unfamiliar, Dennis was already taking it before Clarie got sick, and at the time he said there was no major problem, so I didn't take it to heart.

"Over the years, my personal doctor has been taking vitamin A supplements for me in various ways, and there were not many cases about this, so everyone didn't take it seriously, including myself, but recently, comparing the medical history of THE Vance family, I finally came to the conclusion that this is an invisible disease that is inherited from generation to generation, and after the age of forty, there is After the age of forty, there is a seventy percent chance of blindness, which is why, Mr. and Mrs. Edgar abandoned me."

Dennis seems to have accepted this reality, and his tone is light and self-deprecating.