Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 215 The Gibson Family’s Complicated Past 3

Stunned, Dennis followed me and whispered, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m sleepy!” After I answered him, I went into the bathroom to wash up.

I was caught in his grip. He frowned deeply. “Clara, be straight to me, OK?”

“Aren’t you tired after a long day out?” I wasn’t angry. I was even smiling when I said it.

“No,” he answered rather grimly. “Is it because I came back late?” After a pause, he frowned and said,

“I'm sorry. I won’t keep you waiting. I’ll try to get things done soon next time.”

“No, your work is more important.” With that, I pushed him away and went into the bathroom.

He came in before I could close the door.

Seeing that I still seemed unhappy, he frowned slightly and hugged me from behind, his chin resting on

my shoulder.

His voice was low and subdued. “Nothing is as important as you.” And he kissed me gently.

The scent of other women’s perfumes filled me, making me a little irritable. I pushed him away and

pressed my lips together. “Dennis, get out of here. I need a shower.”

My words were indignant. He frowned. “Shall we wash together?”

“Dennis, you don’t understand what I’m saying, do you? I said I’m going to take a bath, and if you want

a bath, go to the next room.”

He pressed his lips together and his face darkened. “What’s the matter? Why are you angry? What

have I done?”

“Nothing!”

I didn’t even want to talk to him right now. If he didn’t go out, I would.

But he wouldn’t let me go. He pushed me up against the wall and bit me hard on the shoulder. “Tell me

why you’re angry, okay? Don’t make me guess.”

“Go take a shower. You smell terrible.” I said, frowning.

He raised his eyebrows, then raised his hand, sniffed, and asked, curling his lips, “Clara, can you smell

it?”

“Go to your bath!” I said with some irritation.

He smiled and said patiently, “She’s sick, and I happened to be with Marcus, so we went there

together. I am your husband, and I will be faithful to you all my life.”

I pressed my lips together and pushed him away.

“Go take a bath.”

He chuckled and went into the bathroom.

When he came out, he changed his bathrobe, and his chest muscles showed his strong personality.

Seeing me sitting in bed reading, he sat over and said, “Why are you looking at this? Do you want to go

there?”

“I want to go to country M. Diana and Alex have been there for ages, and I haven’t heard from them. I

don’t know what happened to them. I want to check it out. I haven’t seen them since my accident, not

even Luis, and I don’t know what’s going on with them.”

He nodded, took my travel guide, put it aside and said, “It doesn't work. It’s no use reading this thing. It

just so happens that I am planning to go to ountru M sometime later. You can go with me then.”

“What are you doing there?” With so much going on at the office, could he walk away?

He pressed his lips together and kissed me on my forehead in his customary way. “There have been

problems in some of Mario’s hospitals, and I have to go over there. There are several in the country,

too. Things are getting a bit serious.”

I was stunned. That was why his phone kept ringing today.

I didn’t take Jackie’s words seriously. But that’s the way people are. Once the seeds of doubt were

planted, they would start to germinate and grow like crazy.

After thinking about it, I said, “Are all the hospitals in trouble run by Mr. Bennett?”

He nodded. “He’s in charge of all the medical stuff.”

“Well, could it be...” Having said that, I felt that my words were a bit of a wedge. So I said, “How long

have you and Mr. Bennett known each other?”

He smiled and looked down at me. “We’ve known each other since college. Why do you ask that out of

the blue? What, are you interested in my past now?”

I smiled and said, “So how do you two become such close, trusting friends?”

People always had to have a period of unforgettable, heart-to-heart days before they became trusted

friends, at least that was how I understood it.

I looked up at him and saw that he had a sharp jaw. Good-looking people were extremely good-looking

from that Angle.

“I’ll talk to you about these things later.

Are you sleepy?”

It seemed that he didn’t want to talk, so I didn’t force him. I just said “okay”!

Then he said no more.

His phone rang a couple of times and he wasn't going to pick it up. I looked sideways. It was Olivia

calling.

I frowned, looked at him and said, “It’s very noisy!”

He raised his eyebrows and put the phone on silent, but I saw it anyway. The phone was beside him,

and even though it was silent, the screen always lit up.

One after another. I got annoyed and said to Dennis, “Can’t you answer it? It’s annoying.”

He frowned and there was a bit of gloom on his handsome face. “You want me to pick it up?”

“Dennis George, cut the crap, pick up the phone if you want or go find her if you don’t. Stop being so

annoying.” It was really annoying. Calling other people’s husband in the middle of the night, only Olivia

could do that.

Stunned by the words, Dennis paused, his handsome face went cool. “Why would I go to her? Clara,

are you crazy?”

“Yes, I am. Please either turn it off or go out and turn left. You’re welcome.”

He picked it up, put it on speaker, and said grimly, “Yes?”

“Dear brother, I am alone in the hospital now. Could you please come and accompany me? I am a little

afraid of being alone.”

Dennis said, his voice deep and cold. “I’m not your parents. Why should I be there whenever you call

me? Olivia, everything has its limits, and your brother asked me to take care of you, not to sacrifice

myself.”

After a pause, he added without emotion. “And please don’t call me in the middle of the night again. My

wife is a light sleeper with a bad temper and I have to coax her up for a long time. She’s very difficult to

coax.”

Then he hung up the phone and turned it off.

He looked at me, his eyebrows raised. “Satisfied?”

I rolled my eyes at him. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Then I tucked into the covers and he lay down after me, rubbing kisses on me.

It was getting late. I closed my eyes for sleep as usual, but suddenly I realized something was wrong.

Frowning, I pushed Dennis away from me and yelled, “Dennis, what are you doing?”