It sounded like a blatant provocation. Dennis pursed his lips and his dark eyes overflowed with anger. âWhat gave you the confidence to assume Clara would be into you?â
I...
Hank raised his eyebrows, looked at me very seriously, and smiled, âClara, what do you think of me? Do you hate me?â
Hankâs question was tricky. I could feel that Dennis added pressure with his hand holding on to me.
I pursed my lips, a little bored, and did not speak.
Seeing that I was silent, Dennis looked at Hank sarcastically, âClara is an awesome woman, but Mr. Gibson, you should keep in mind that she is already a married woman.â
The conversation between these two was really boring.
Dennis gave Hank a cold stare, grabbed my hand and we went straight to the room I had stayed in.
It was just a few steps away but it almost felt like he lifted me up and carried me inside.
As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Dennis shoved me into the corner.
The man put his strong hand on my waist, looked down at me - But I could still hear the restrained anger from his voice, âI think you owe me an explanation.â
I pouted my lips and sighed, âNothing happened between him and me. He hasnât rested well these days dealing with his parents' memorial service and funeral. So he fell asleep there just now. I helped cover a quilt on him. Afterward, he grabbed on me - This is why you saw what you saw when you walked in.â
After a pause, looking at his handsome and somewhat haggard face, I apologized, âI know, in fact, I shouldnât be too nice to Hank. But Dennis, I canât turn a blind eye to him - If it werenât for him, my life might have ended long before. It has nothing to do with whether I like him or not. He saved my life and he was there for me to help me through the darkest days. Now he is in his and itâs time to pay him back. Dennis, I hope you will understand. Will you?â
I couldnât and I would never turn a blind eye to Hank. I wasnât the best person but Hank did pull me back from a terrible time.
Dennis pursed his lips and looked at me for quite a while with his beautiful eyes. He finally spoke, âOf course, I got you, babe!â
After a brief pause, Dennis said with a gentle voice, âYou can help him. But keep a decent distance, okay? Donât get too close.â
Dennis was wearing a long black woolen coat today, and there were still drops of water from the melting snow on his shoulders. I hadnât seen him for a few days.
His hair had grown a little longer, which made him even more haggard.
I nodded. These days, Dennis had been so busy. And now we finally had some time together, I would not want to waste the time arguing with him all the time!
Dennis hugged me and his lips gently kissed me on my forehead. He smiled and said in a hoarse voice, âLetâs go on a date tonight. What do you have in mind for dinner?â
I was a bit surprised, âAre we not having dinner here with the Gibson family?â
âNo, we wonât. I havenât seen you in days. I want to spend some alone time with you!â He hugged me closely into his arms, âDid you miss me, babe?â
I could hear his heartbeats, and I couldnât help smiling, âWhat are we having tonight?â
Dennis pulled me back a little and held my face. He caressed my face, âAnything you want to eat? So you donât miss me?â
Knowing that Dennis just wanted to hear me say that I missed him, I couldnât say it at the moment for some reason.
Looking at him, I said, âLetâs eat Korean food, Iâm craving Korean bibimbap.â
He chuckled, âWell, but do you miss me?â
I...
He lowered his head, buried it on my neck, âI thought about you all night in the hotel yesterday, and I have been wanting to hold you like this.â
It seemed that he had never said anything sweet to me. So when I heard this sentence, I couldnât help but look up at him. I saw the sparkles in his eyes, very bright.
My heart arose an instant warmth.
âWhen I saw the snow outside in the yard in the morning, I was wondering if youâd get a good nightâs sleep in the hotel last night. After all, the hotel is not like home. There is no heating, and you might not have enough clothes. When I saw you just now, you seemed haggard." I spoke in a really low voice.
But he listened carefully and burst into laughter, âWell, you can make up to me in the evening. And all will be fine!â
I could not help but bow my head and blushed when I heard his charming words.
I told Yara that Dennis and I were going out for dinner. Yara had no reason not to let us go.
Besides, having Dennis by my side made it much easier. Yara didnât have any reason to hinder us even though it was against her will.
Dennis and I were out of Gibsonâs villa. He drove me to a Korean restaurant downtown.
The restaurant was crowded tonight, but fortunately, he chose a VIP area, so we could have some privacy.
The environment was elegant and quiet. The waiter led us and seated us down. And then Dennis looked at me and said, âWhat else do you want to eat besides bibimbap?â
I rested my chin on my arms, looked at the brightly lit city downstairs, and I couldnât help but say, âI donât mind. Anything you want to eat!â
He glanced at me. Seeing that I was enjoying the scenery outside the window, he didnât ask any more questions. After ordering food, he looked at me in a daze and said, âWhat are your plans for this Spring Festival?â
I stopped looking at the sweet view, looked at Dennis, and said, âSame as last year?â
After saying so, it occurred to me immediately that it would not be the same anymore - I realized that old Mr. George was the one that had kept all family together. And with old Mr. George passing and that Andrew George and his wife were not close to us, the new year celebrations wouldnât be as festive as before.
Thinking of this, I pursed my lips in silence.
Of course, Dennis knew how I felt and he saw my worried look. He said, after a pause, âPerhaps the Kennedy family would invite you over. Do you have any plans?â
I almost forgot that Link Kennedy had recognized me as his goddaughter. After thinking about it, I said, âWell, I guess I am staying in City P this New Yearâs Eve.â
Diana and Alex Thomson were still abroad, and I had no other relatives in Newton Town. Dennisâs aunt, Marcus Thomson, Mario Bennett, and the Kennedy family - They were all in City P.
Thinking of Mario, I spoke before Dennis did, âIs everything handled clear at the hospital?â
Please Love Me, Mr. George ï¤Chapter 224 Unexpected Accident 3 He had been busy for so many days and he was worn out.
The waiter served the dishes. Dennis mixed the bibimbap and handed it to me, âWell, I guess we will have to wait until after the new year to figure everything out. Donât worry, letâs focus on the new yearâs celebrations first.â
Seeing that he didnât seem to take this to heart, I couldnât help but feel slightly stunned. I said, âMario has been in charge of the hospitalâs businesses.
Now that such a big thing has happened, what does he say?â
âHeâs handling it,â Dennis said easily. He was roasting meat and continued to say, âAbout my aunt, keep her company for a few days, babe. I may have to go on a business trip tomorrow, but I will be back in a few days.â
I nodded, and I looked at him with my chin in my hand. I said with sadness, âItâs almost the new year. And you are still running around busy with work.â
He smiled lightly, raised his hand, and rubbed my hair, âJust bear with it for a little longer, okay? I promise I will make up for you. Letâs plan our wedding ceremony properly. Do you prefer Eastern style or Western?âlightnoveldaily.com
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