Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 133

I opened my mouth to ask if he was hurt, but when I was about to speak, I saw his black eyes staring at me motionlessly.

I was a little embarrassed.

"Why are you back?" He frowned, and the coldness on his face was still there.

I lowered my head. After all, I was in a hurry and couldn't handle it properly. After a pause, I said, "Dennis, I'm sorry. I can't leave him alone. If you are still angry, you can hit me or scold me!"

"Aha!" He laughed and said indifferently, "I hit you? I scold you?"

Looking at him, I nodded very seriously, "Yes, if you are angry, you can hit me!"

"Hit you?" He was so angry that he laughed, "Clara Kennedy, when did you learn approach of the carrot and stick? You've become more and more tactful over the years in the George Group."

Uh-huh!

"Why don't you drink the soup first to warm your stomach? After all, it's not good for your stomach if you don't eat anything!" Now, I can only be kind. If my attitude is too tough, I'm afraid...

At this moment, his face was extremely gloomy, as if it was the silence before the storm.

"Aren't you going to explain what happened to Leo?"

I frowned and couldn't help but feel annoyed when he mentioned this. These were past events, and I had to take them out carefully. I was extremely unwilling to let others know about them.

Looking at his cold face, I couldn't help but pinch the space between my eyebrows and said lightly, "Leo and I were both adopted by Grandma. He was a few years older than me, and we grew up together. Later, something happened, so he left me and Grandma and didn't appear until recent time."

I didn't want to talk too much about it, and I didn't want to dig out the sadness in detail.

He narrowed his eyes, “Childhood sweetheart? Or brother and sister? Or both?"

I frowned and looked at him with slight anger, "He is my brother, and he can only be my brother!"

"Aha!" He sneered, "This brother treats his sister very special, for touching and hugging. Since he's your brother, why didn't he tell me clearly at the beginning?"

"No need." I was angry and said, "It's getting late. Have some soup and go to bed early. I'll go back to my bedroom to have a rest."

I didn't want to argue with him, and I didn't think it's necessary. But I usually couldn't control my emotions, so I chose to leave.

After entering my bedroom, I couldn't fall asleep for a while. I simply sat on the balcony bench and looked at the night scene outside the window in a daze.

Dennis came in and fixed his eyes on me for a moment. I knew that he was suppressing his anger and didn't want to quarrel with me.

Seeing him enter the bathroom, I couldn't help sighing. Sometimes pregnant women were really easy to get angry, and even I couldn't control myself.

Dennis took a shower very quickly. When he came out, there was only a bath towel around his body, and bright water droplets rolled down from his chest and abdomen.

As he wiped his hair, I noticed a bruise on his back, on which I stroke with an iron shovel before. I got up and went out of the bedroom to find a medicine chest in the hall.

When I returned to the bedroom, Dennis was already lying on the bed reading a book. Seeing the medicine chest in my hand, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'll apply some medicine to you!" Walking to his side, I found the medicine in the medicine chest for blood circulation and removing blood stasis. I looked at him and said, "It's bruised on your back. Put some medicine on it and rub it!"

He glanced at the medicine, and then sat up straight and leaned back against me.

The medicine was applied to my palm and pressed gently on his back. I was afraid that it would hurt, so I didn't use much strength. This medicine had a strong smell, which was extremely unpleasant to smell.

After a while, he looked sideways at me, and his black eyes were extremely deep, "You can use more strength!"

Stunned, I blurted out, "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

He eased his eyebrows and the coldness, "Did you think that I would also hurt when you hit me?"