Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 983 Your Fiance

Edward smiled imperceptibly with hooked lips and took the child from Jannings hand.

The older man had never held a child, and his movements seemed a bit awkward, but because he was

extra careful, the scene looked quite warm.

When Jannings saw this, a smile of relief finally spread, "I knew that you would get better."

While the two of them were getting cozy, I curled my fingers and scraped my nails on Dennis' palm, and

when he looked down at me, I opened my mouth and prompted silently, "Dynamite, flee."

Dennis read my lips but had no particular reaction, only a slight narrowing of his eyes, indicating that he

was on to something.

It was then that I turned my head to Edward and noticed that he was looking at the child as if he were

looking at the girl of his dreams, passionate and ambitious.

He squeezed the child's small hand, as if he could draw strength from the child, with a smile on his

brow.

Is it really true that I think too badly of Edward? Maybe the purity and beauty in a child can really heal

everything?

However, just as my thought appeared, I saw Edward dodge Jannings who was about to approach him,

backhanded the child to a bodyguard at his side who just didn't look good enough to mess with, and

then stood up slyly, "Take the child away."

"Yes." The bodyguard nodded respectfully, and then he carried the child towards the outside.

Jannings froze for a moment, rushed forward to grab, but was pushed by Edward, saw her wretched

and painful appearance, face is hideous disgust, "you do not love me, then stay here, die with me!"

Jannings didn't expect him to say that, and his mind went blank for a moment before he said

incredulously, "You're crazy Edward! The baby is so young, where do you want to take him!"

Edward looked cold and impassive, "My children, no need for outsiders to worry about." Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

"What do you mean ......" Jannings voice became even quieter.

Edward, however, skipped right over his words, holding his upper body and looking down at her from

above, "My Edward's children, wherever they go, will be well received, and you should feel honored to

give birth to a child as good as I am."

Inexplicably, the brain suddenly flashed through Alex once reminded, antisocial personality, is not going

to love anyone, even if the love marriage, for a child who can fully inherit their antisocial personality ......

Edward finished, slumped in his chair, "Mission accomplished, I'm also tired, this is the end, in the

future, it will be left to the next generation ......"

He did not know what scene he was fantasizing about, the whole person seemed to be sublimated as

if, his expression became satisfied and happy.

At the same time, Dennis suddenly shouted, "Run!"

The voice was still hovering in the air, I felt the bottom of my feet in the air, and when I reacted, I was

already being led by Dennis, desperately running towards the exit.

Behind him, Edward's eerie laughter continued to echo, "Hahaha, too late, it's already too late Dennis,

in this life, you finally lost to me ......"

What drowned out his voice was the overwhelming sound of explosions.

My last memory is Dennis clutching my hand, running through the explosions, surrounded by

quicksand and mud drifting in the sky, it is impossible to identify the direction, and finally in avoiding

one of the explosions, into another explosive explosion range, the explosion generated a huge shock

wave will blow us away, Dennis and I fell into the deep sea.

There is a fishy salty taste in the mouth, is Dennis's arm was injured, blood gurgling out, and I was

suddenly toxic, the whole person completely powerless, he dragged me with his injured hand, the other

hand constantly paddling to the shore.

But the waves were too big, the explosives detonated the pharmaceutical equipment on the island, and

the bigger impact kept extending outward from the island, and Dennis used all his strength, and we

couldn't get much closer to the shore.

Noticing that Dennis's injured hand trembled violently and desperately hugged me tightly again, I fought

back and pushed Dennis away with the last of my strength.

Almost instantly, a two-meter-high wave came over and swallowed me up.

The last wish to see Dennis again, unfortunately, did not come true.

......

"Related media reports, the George Group international chairman Dennis recently personally attended

the opening ceremony of Erhai International Primary School, as a student representative speaking six-

year-old boy is rumored to resemble him, suspected to be his secretly raised son Jamie ......"

Before waking up, an unfamiliar female voice echoed in my ears, like the TV news.

Little by little, I opened my eyes, the blinding white made me a little uncomfortable and slammed them

shut again, allowing my pupils to adapt a little before I slowly saw the scene in front of me.

The strange and spacious ward, with the sunlight coming in from outside, smells good in the air with

disinfectant water mixed with sunlight.

A few nurses were gathered around a table by the floor-to-ceiling window, discussing the news that had

just aired.

"How good-looking do you think Dennis' son must be with genes like that?"

"I heard that the child was born to his ex-wife, and now that the child is so old, I guess it's time to get

back together, right?"

"What ah, people have a fiancée, but also what to mention the past ah, a good horse does not go back

to grass understand?"

"Okay, what gossip to talk about during work hours, hurry up, it's time to change the medicine, be

careful later, don't take the risk again like last time."

"Why are you so nervous, she's not conscious."

"Shut up, this is what a medical worker should say, today you do not need, I'll do it!"

After the argument, the older nurse came towards the bedside. The image I saw was still somewhat

blurred, and I could not see her face clearly, but just stared blankly, motionlessly, in the direction where

the figure was.

"Oh my God, look at this, you guys!"

"What are you looking at, can't there be a miracle?"

Two, three figures at first the light in my eyes.

"It's really awake! It's a miracle!"

"Get a doctor!"

I couldn't quite understand what they meant by what they said, I just felt noisy and tired, blinked my

eyelids twice, and fell into a drowsy sleep again.

When I woke up again, I was surrounded by a gentle, low male voice, "Clara, you're awake."

Straining to choke down a mouthful of saliva, I opened my mouth, my voice so small that only I could

almost hear it, "You're calling me?"

His eyes narrowed with a smile, "Yes, you're Clara, remember me?"

I shook my head, having little recollection of him, "I don't remember."

The man naturally reached out and rubbed the top of my head gently, "Then get reacquainted again,

I'm your fiancé, Hank."

"Hank?" I repeated his name, which didn't seem unfamiliar.

Look at him close to me, as if it is also water, that tone of voice and demeanor, even breathing is

gentle, sitting against the light of the figure so beautiful, as if the whole world is healed.

The same figure flashed in his mind, backlit, smiling, just a touch more than a hint of coolness.

Probably I thought too much, such a sunny and warm man, how will be from the bones through the

cold.

I smiled, "Hello, my fiancé."