Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 977

Angelica comes from a good family and was a gentle and nice person before the car accident. I came with expectations, but now it seems obvious that I was overthinking.

Those who are close to the vermilion are close to the ink. Living with people like Edgar for decades, how simple people will become selfish and greedy.

I looked at her coldly for two seconds, and suddenly felt pity and regret for such a life, "For so many years, you must miss your own son, but unfortunately, how would Edgar allow you to touch people who are genetically inferior in his eyes? You think this is loving him, standing on the moral high ground and reprimanding his beloved one for no reason? Or do you think that this will make up for the hurt caused by abandoning Dennis?"

I probably understood Angelica's mind, walked over to the white porcelain bowl of soup up, "you only see me in front of Dennis, strong pressure on him, but can not see his heart bleeding because of your presence, I am a wife no longer incompetent, do not understand, at least not for any reason to leave him alone. "

After saying that, I pursed my lips and hooked up a smile and walked back towards the restaurant with the soup, and just before I reached the door, I bumped into Dennis head-on.

"How did you get in here?"

Dennis, whose tall figure blocked almost the entire aisle, first swept a faint glance at Angelica, who was leaning in a bit, before he looked down again and asked in a small voice, "What took you so long?"

Angelica snapped, "It's just that your wife and I hit it off and chatted a little more, are you still afraid that Mom will bully her?"

These words are more or less bitter and heartbreaking.

Every woman, when switching between the roles of mother-in-law and mother, is always prone to be swayed by the loss of her son and born with pitiful jealousy.

Dennis, however, was not willing to cooperate in being a thoughtful son, and his tone was tinged with blame, "Wasn't it?"

"You ......" Angelica choked, her eyes overflowing with hard emotions.

"I'm fine." Not wanting them to have a deeper conflict between mother and son because of me, he forcefully dragged Dennis out.

Just walked out, the direction of the door, the maid led Simba came in, hobbling steps, followed by a young man, wearing glasses and formal wear, at first glance there are a few Conan flavor, but fixed eyes to see the person, Dennis and I froze in place at the same time.

The man dressed as a Svengali scum, who else could it be if not Edward.

As we stared at him, Edward spotted us, too, with fishy red, shadowy eyes that met our gaze and a ghastly grin at the corners of his mouth that sent shivers down his spine.

Simba led him to the dining room and greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Vance, I've brought the man."

Upon hearing this, the Vances at the table all put down their chopsticks, and Angelica came out of the kitchen, with her shawl and hair rearranged in order to hide the conflict she had just had, still looking like the noble and elegant noblewoman.

"Hmm." Edgar nodded for a long time before responding, and then looked up in Edward's direction, "You are Edward?"

"It's me, Mr. Vance," Edward bent his upper body in a gentlemanly manner, but his eyes rushed ghostly through the slit in the lens.