Please Love Me, Mr. George

Age of Gestation: Six Weeks

I was stunned to see these words on the pregnancy ultrasound result. How could I get pregnant after I had sex with him for only once? What should I do now?

If I told Dennis George about it, would he give up divorcing me? No. Instead, he would take me as a shameless woman who used the baby as a lever to manipulate him.

I pulled myself together, stuffed the ultrasound report into my bag and walked out of the hospital.

There was a shining black Maybach parking out of the hospital building whose driver’s side window was slightly open, and a man’s handsome but grim upper face could be faintly seen through it. Naturally, the fancy car and the attractive man received many stares from passers-by.

Admittedly, Dennis was a wealthy and charming man, and I had long got used to it after all these years. So I ignored the strange looks from passers-by and sat on the passenger seat.

Dennis, who was resting his mind with his eyes closed, sensed the movement, gave a slight frown and murmured without opening his eyes, "Everything done?"

sends greetings to you." Originally, I planned to come to the hospital to sign the contract

of this case from now on." Dennis, a man of few words, didn’t take the contract but

seemed that I could do nothing else but accept commands and

was at nightfall, and our car was rushing towards the center of the city. Where was he heading for if he wasn’t driving back

ultrasound report, I was lost for words for a moment. I stole a glance at Dennis, who was looking

I called, clutching my bag,

it?" asked he in a cold and

I was accustomed to it.

"… am pregnant", Dennis’ phone rang while I choked

In this case, Dennis’ gentleness was just for Olivia Pearson, and one could easily tell

was unknown what Olivia said on the other end of the line, but Dennis slammed on the