Please Love Me, Mr. George

“Oh! My God!” I couldn’t help but spurt out the water.

Dennis swept me a glance then elegantly pulled a few tissues to wipe for me. I was a little apprehensive so I wiped myself.

Luis was a bit choked up at the moment and said materialistically, “Not like that, but it’s just because the girl I really into is pregnant.”

“What the...” I couldn’t help but stare at him. He ignored my gaze and looked at Dennis with a brash and unconstrained expression.

He spoke without haste, “Unfortunately, this pregnant woman has already married.”

“Not exactly, there are many remarriages. I know that she just married the wrong man when she was ignorantly young !”

I got bored of what they were talking about and got up, “Hey, man, take your time!”

I did get up and walk out directly, but Luis still didn’t give up and asked, “Clara, let’s make a deal. Please allow me to be your baby’s godfather! Or real father will be much better!”

I sped out and left his words behind.

The car was parked outside the mall and I took a few steps to get into it. Dennis followed me then I could see clearly that his gloomy face was indescribably scary.

Car starting up, “Put your seat belt on!”

He gave me a silent glance. “You care about me?” he replied with a low voice.

So I didn’t say much more about it and drove the car straight back to the villa where was closer to the restaurant.

The yard, which had been over-welled up by the heavy rain, was tidied up by Nanny for a few days and had become vibrant again.

When she saw Dennis and me coming back together, she was happy. “Welcome back, what do you want to eat tonight?”

“We, not picky eaters!” Dennis did say before I could speak my words.

Then, my wrists felt a little hurt and I was tugged by him back to the bedroom.

to press up against me,

dare you!” Some fear welled

“Or be a real father? Clara, since when

his back for his nonsense makes me

at a loss

 a head taller than me. I had no idea but smiled farfetched,

bent and began

stand it, “Dennis, you can tell the

how can you be a man in

having dinner with another woman. In contrast, now

a moment I stared at him with some aggression in

looked at me, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and kissed slowly down to where he had bitten. With his voice muffled, “You don’t know at

with the scent of our love. His hand around my waist was fiercely hard. “Don’t get

picked me up across the bed and threw me onto it. It was not a romantic way to do that. But he

pointing, I subconsciously placed my hands on my stomach and looked at him with a blank stare.

it

his deep eyes looked

it and nodded.

truth, unless you

and the phone he had left aside rang.

Yeah. It was mine.

pushed him away, I took the phone

as he also saw the name on the phone

got up and planed to go towards the balcony. But my shoulder was held down. “Answer

reached out and clicked on the speaker. I was angry

There is no privacy between

“Shame on you!”

nonsense or else he would embarrass me as Luis