Please Love Me, Mr. George

The nanny had prepared a lot of delicious food. After eating a few, I couldn't eat anymore. Hank frowned and was a little unhappy. He put a few foods in my bowl and said seriously, "Eat these!"

I pursed my lips and couldn't eat anymore, but I knew that he cared about me, so I lowered my head and ate a few.

"Ugh!" But I spat it out immediately together with what I had eaten before.

I retched on the sink for a long time. Hank asked the nannies in the hall, "Why?"

The nannies said with fear, "Miss Kennedy has always been like this. She almost can't eat anything. Sometimes she can eat a few, but once she eats more, she will throw up all of it. The family doctors have seen her. They said that it was because of anxiety, and they can't do anything about it."

I finally stopped vomiting. After washing myself up, I straightened up to look at myself in the mirror. In just a month, I had become beyond recognizable.

My face looked too thin. My eyes were sunken, my brow ridge was prominent, and my jawline was so sharp that as if my chin could poke people. Not as plump as I was pregnant.

I looked down at her skinny hands.

"How did I become like this?" Looking at the mirror, I felt so sad and my tears fell on the white sink.

The sound was extremely ear-piercing.

"You have just recovered. You will get better in the future!" Hank did not know how to comfort others. He stood beside me and said in a low voice.

I pursed my lips and wiped my tears. He handed me a tissue.

After putting myself together, I couldn't eat anymore but sat in the living room in a daze instead. My heart was still painful.

"Shall we go out for a walk later?" He said "we".

I looked up at him and felt a little dizzy. The deep autumn sun shone down from behind him which made him look a little transparent and bright.

I nodded. "Okay!"

The bedroom!

knew. Hank's villa was in the suburbs, particularly large, like an ancient

the villa. I didn't look carefully, but my room seemed to be the largest. There was a huge dressing room

always felt that the clothes in the

Hank leaned against the door with his hands

wanted to change my clothes, but I don't know what to choose when I see so many

dress with a gold border. Then I pick out a black coat and a

the dressing room to change, Hank stopped me. He raised

was stunned and nodded. "Why not?"

pursed his lips. "No!"

me and picked out a golden pink dress of the same

and shook my head. "Can I choose another?"

dress in his hands, and said, "This

"I don't like it!"

gloomy. "Do you have to choose the lifeless black?"

before, but why I felt

around the dressing room and chose a blue dress. The color was not gorgeous, but it looked very

the hanger and looked at Hank. He nodded and

black coat and picked out a white mink coat for me. "Put

I still put it on according to his

nodded. "Very beautiful. Why don't you

the first time, I felt that this man seemed to have a

I've become very haggard. If I don't makeup, I'm

nodded, put on light makeup, and

again, I felt as if a generation had passed. The streets were still crowded with people and vehicles. It was late in the autumn, everyone put on their coats. The fallen leaves on both sides of the road were scattered all over

do you like to eat later?" Hank asked

and thought for a moment.

about the