Please Love Me, Mr. George

While sitting in the car and talking in the huge garage of the George Group, I could still vaguely hear my own voice echoing, which got me goose bumps.

“Yeah, Hensley Town is indeed a nice place for living in a relaxing way. I feel like falling in love with this place during these days. I love the life here. The weather is good and here is the best place for a peaceful life.”

I switched to the hands-free mode while she was still gabling on and on. I wanted to leave this gruesome place as soon as possible so I started to engine.

While backing my car, I answered, “You can enjoy a longer stay for a few more days in Hensley Town. Just fit yourself in and see if there is a nice dwelling for me. Dennis assigned another project for me. That’s troublesome. So I might still be occupied recently.”

She huffed in a sulky voice, “Come on, you have decided to leave, right? Why do you still bother yourself with those stuffs? Just make a clear cut and leave! Stop being hesitant.”

Of course I fancied a clean departure as well. However, the situation always appeared to be changeable.

Suddenly, I heard a sound of bang on something while my car was reversing. I was stunned and said to her, “Diana, I seem to hit something on my car. I need to hang up. I will call you later.”

Before Diana could continue, I hung up the phone and got off my car to check.

Commonly speaking, perhaps there would be nothing around in the garage except for some homeless cats or dogs. But I still hoped it wouldn’t be a huge impact on my car.

As I checked around, I saw a little cat lying in the blind spot of the back of my car. The cat seemed to be seriously injured. I walked over and bent down to see. However, someone suddenly gaged my mouth from behind. Then I smelt a strong scent of drug.

I fainted in a blink. It happened so instantly that I didn’t have time to take action.

When I woke up again, I found myself surrounded by darkness. The room was so quiet that I could hear myself breathing.

After a few minutes of panic, I calmed myself down. Since the kidnapper kept me alive, he must have a purpose. I assumed that he kidnapped me for money because I was known as Mrs. George. Or perhaps he wanted to make it a threat against Dennis.

what he was up for, I was sure that I would still be safe by

later, I heard sharp sound and a beam of strong

voice of a middle-aged man

to it. I looked around and noticed that I was locked in a huge container. But I couldn’t see the face of the man standing in front of me with

chubby body, hoarse voice and the scent of cologne to show off himself that he was in a

this man should be a businessman or one of the

skinny man walked over. But I still failed to see their faces as

was unable to even nudge a bit.

a bit. Then I asked in a slightly hoarse voice, “Who are you? Why are you

kept silent. Instead, the middle-aged man replied, “Miss Kennedy, don’t worry. We

the door shut. I sat on a broken bed with my limbs tied. I struggled

I heard a conversation in this

would divorce her and marry

to be the voice of

came the voice of Dennis. But he sounded a bit different from usual. He seemed

I heard their conversation and who was

why you refuse to divorce her, right?” the

the sound of stripping. Dennis said as if he was holding back something, “Olivia, stop it! I am

you love her? Dennis, you said you loved me, right?

“Olivia…”

conversation. However, the more reluctant I appeared, the

couldn’t help trembling

everything stored in my stomach. The vomit lasted so long that I was exhausted after that. I could