Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 226 An Accident Without Warning 5

I was a little stunned and asked, “Why a wedding? Didn't we have it before?”

He chuckled. “I owe you so much for our wedding. Let’s do it again and give us the perfect wedding.

Besides, if you become a Kennedy, in the old Link Kennedy way, he might want his daughter to marry

off in style. In this way, we will fulfill his intention of marrying a daughter for half his life.”

I laughed, “You and Link have not met several times, how do you know him so well? What if he just

casually accepted me as a nominally adopted daughter? Besides, it’s just a matter of words.”

He placed the roast meat in my bowl and said, “Everyone in City P knows Link Kennedy is a man of his

word, and he meant it when he announced so loudly that he wanted you to be part of his family!”

I lowered my head and swallowed the food in my mouth, finding it difficult to swallow.

Perhaps Sensing my change of mood, Dennis took me by the hand and said, “What else do you want?”

There were already a lot of things on the table. I shook my head slightly and said lightly, “Are there

really parents in this world who don’t want their children? Link is just someone I’ve only met a few Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

times, but he's willing to call me his daughter. That means I’m not that bad. Why don’t they want me?”

I fought back the feeling of wanting to cry, feeling very sad. For more than 20 years, I’ve told myself I’d

be better off without them.

Grandma loved me. I was not related to her by blood, but she gave me all the best love she could, and

that was enough.

But the more I grew up, when I saw everyone with their parents and relatives, the more I felt sad. Why

was I still alone in the end?

Dennis got up and walked over to me, took me in his arms, patted me on the back and said, “You still

have me, don’t you?”

After a long time, I straightened out of his arms, exhaled, looked at him with a faint smile and said,

“Dennis, you’re not really good at comforting people at all.”

He smiled faintly, with some warmth on his handsome face, “Next time I’ll try my best.”

I smiled, took a few bites, and actually lost my appetite. He was on a business trip tomorrow, and we

were supposed to go back to the villa.

But Yara kept calling, asking Dennis and me to go over to Gibson’s, with some kind of request. Dennis

was a little reluctant, but Yara was almost begging.

So, we had no choice but to go there.

The Gibson’s!

Dennis was on a video conference. I had nothing to do. I saw that it was snowing lightly outside, and it

looked beautiful in the moonlight.

So I couldn’t help but go downstairs to go for a walk. There were many plum blossoms in the yard, and

the white snow on the ground was printed with moonlight, which was all dreamily beautiful.

I walked a few steps in the yard against the snow, and looked back at the ground with my footprints in

different shades, looking particularly good, and I felt a lot better.