Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 219
His face darkened. "Do you want to stand there for the whole day?"
He walked to me, and the rain fell on his shoulder, making him look more indifferent.
I pursed my lips and thought for a while. "Didn't you say that you would come back late?" I thought that he might not come back tonight. After all, Newton Town was not close to City P, and it had already taken him more than half a day to go there.
He sneered, "It's still not late now?"
I was speechless.
It was indeed a little late.
He didn't ask any more questions. He pulled me into the villa and stared at me. "Where have you been?"
"Central Park!" I didn't intend to hide anything from him. The matter today was so serious, and I came back so late. If I didn't tell him, he would also know by himself tomorrow.
He narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Why don't you live there for a few more days? If so, you even don't have to go back and forth, right?"
I nodded, "Yes, I happen to have the same plan."
"Clara!" He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is your husband?"
I pursed my lips and said, "You asked me to live there. Why are you so angry?"
"Why shouldn't I be angry?" He sneered, "You have been with Hank for the whole day. Why don't you just take him as your adoptive son? Then you can be with him all the time."
I also got a little angry, "Why don't you ask me to marry him directly?"
"Pat!" He slapped the table with his hand. He looked so angry. "You don't go home until midnight. Do you think it's good?"
I lowered my head and said dejectedly, "No. But you always get angry so easily. You don't even ask me why I went there and what happened. You just get angry without asking anything and blame me. Dennis, do you think it's good?"
He was stunned and almost burst into laughter. After a pause, he calmed down. Then he looked at me and said, "Okay. Tell me, why did you go to find Hank?"
I went to the sofa and sat down. "Get me a glass of water!"
He was stunned and was out of rage. "Clara, you..."
"It's okay if you don't want to. Don't scold me. Or I won't say anything." Anyway, he couldn't do anything to me even if he got angry, so I had nothing to fear.
He stared at me with his angry eyes for a long time. Biting his lips, he said, "You'd better say something reasonable later, otherwise..."
He didn't finish his words. Instead, he poured me a glass of water and looked at me coldly. "Go ahead!"
I held the cup and thought for a while, "Uncle Yank passed away."
He raised his eyebrows and said, "I know. My aunt has told me about it." After a pause, he narrowed his eyes. "Is that all?"
After a pause, I continued, "Besides, in the Triangle Zone, Hank's mother, Gloria, killed herself by jumping from the rooftop. I was worried that Hank couldn't bear such a blow, so I stayed with him in the Central Park Community. That's why I come back late."
He frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly. "What exactly happened?"
He had been busy these days. Perhaps Yara had told him about Yank's accident, but she hadn't told her the details yet.
Besides, this was also the family affair of the Gibson family. To put it bluntly, Dennis and I were outsiders.
He reached out and pinched my ankle. It hurt so much that I took a deep breath and said, "It hurts!"
"You also know it hurts." He said in a bad tone, "Then why were you so careless?"
I curled my lips and said in a low voice, "I didn't know the floor would be so slippery. I also didn't want to fall down."
He looked at me sarcastically. "So it's my fault?" After a pause, he asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Take a bath!" Why was he always so bad-tempered?
He carried me into the bathtub and filled it with water. Then he asked coldly, "Do you need me to help you?"
"No need!" I replied.
He looked at me indifferently and said, "It's him who lost his parents, not you."
What did he mean?
He always had weird logic!
And he always liked to think too much.
"Dennis, what's wrong with you? I fell down by accident. It's not like what you said. Besides, Hank helped me. He is in so much trouble now. I should help him. What's wrong with that? There is no other relationship between me and him. I even have never blamed you for your affair with Olivia."
I thought that Dennis was just venting his anger. If it weren't for Hank, I would have died a long time ago. Now he was in such big trouble and no one helped him. Why shouldn't I care about him as a friend?
"Huh!" He laughed angrily. "Do you have to help him in this way? Clara, do you think you are the only one who knows to be grateful? Why can't you find someone to take care of him for you?"
"Okay, go and find one!" I pursed my lips and said, "According to what you said, you could have found someone to take care of Olivia before. Why did you have to do it yourself?" reading more
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