Please Love Me, Mr. George

"Baby, baby..." After shouting countless times, I seemed to see a very small figure in the light.

He staggered toward me. Because he was too small, he couldn't walk steadily and stumbled.

I was overjoyed and ran towards him. Holding the child in my arms, I looked at him carefully, who was so small. There was a red patch on his head. Maybe because he wanted to get out of my belly as soon as possible, he was squeezed red.

He had a small nose and small eyes. Everything on him was so beautiful, and he could also smile. His small mouth curved like a small flower.

"Clara Kennedy, Clara Kennedy..." A deep and distant voice rang in my ears again and again.

I wanted to find the source of the voice, but everything around me was all white and I couldn't see anything.

When I came back to my senses and went to see the child again, the child was gone, leaving me alone in the white fog.

"Clara Kennedy, Clara Kennedy..." The voice rang again. I covered my ears and tried my best to look around, trying to find the child.

But this voice was like a curse, ringing in my ear again and again.

I ran out and shouted at the top of my voice, "Baby, baby..."

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my heart. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes, only to find a familiar white color.

A group of doctors in white coats stood beside me, all wearing masks.

Someone opened his mouth and breathed a sigh of relief, "She finally woke up. My life was saved."

"Well, take care of her and transfer her to the intensive care unit. After one day, observe her situation and transfer her to the ordinary ward."

"Yes!"

of people. My throat hurt

anesthesia, my whole body began to be full of pain, especially the abdomen. It was a

doctor said that you can't eat for six hours. You can only drink some water. You can't eat until the anesthesia is degraded." It was Hank Gibson who

person who would appear in the end would be him? I had thought that it would be Dennis George or Leo Kennedy, but I had never thought that it

I just looked at him, tears

meant. He sighed slightly and said, "Take good care of

had been torn open, and the bloody position was filled with

control the pain in my heart, I began to tremble and sob. Hank Gibson held my hand with a gloomy face and deep pain hidden in

hand and let me cry. After a long time, I fell asleep in a daze. On the way, he called me several

disaster was so bad. Every time I thought of it, the pain began to spread, and I almost couldn't control this kind

My throat could make a little sound. I grabbed Hank Gibson's sleeve, and my voice

welled up in my eyes "At least, let me see what

after

his eyebrows twitching, and veins throbbing, "I'll leave

head, crying, "Don't throw him away like this. Please, he's my child. He has come to the world. Even if... he

good care of yourself. When you are

nodded, but my heart still hurt. These days, the pain had never

He employed two nannies for me.

taken out by a C-section. The long scar on my

spread. This kind of pain was silent, and there was

time had passed almost half a month, did I realize that this hospital was a private hospital,

I thought about it until now, I have to call Diana and Alex Thomson

but I found that I couldn't remember a single phone number, so I gave up.