Please Love Me, Mr. George
Chapter 1 I’m Pregnant
Age of Gestation: Six Weeks
I was stunned to see these words on the pregnancy ultrasound result. How could I get pregnant after I had sex with him for only once? What should I do now?
If I told Dennis George about it, would he give up divorcing me? No. Instead, he would take me as a shameless woman who used the baby as a lever to manipulate him.
I pulled myself together, stuffed the ultrasound report into my bag and walked out of the hospital.
There was a shining black Maybach parking out of the hospital building whose driver’s side window was slightly open, and a man’s handsome but grim upper face could be faintly seen through it. Naturally, the fancy car and the attractive man received many stares from passers-by.
Admittedly, Dennis was a wealthy and charming man, and I had long got used to it after all these years. So I ignored the strange looks from passers-by and sat on the passenger seat.
Dennis, who was resting his mind with his eyes closed, sensed the movement, gave a slight frown and murmured without opening his eyes, "Everything done?"
planned to come to the hospital to sign the contract on my own, but I met Dennis halfway and he insisted on, somehow, giving me a
full charge of this case from now on." Dennis, a man of few words, didn’t
more. It seemed that I could do nothing else but accept commands and carry out the tasks since I had kept quiet
car was rushing towards the center of the city. Where was he heading for if he wasn’t driving back to our house? I was curious, but I never
lost for words for a moment. I stole a glance at Dennis, who was looking straight ahead with his sharp and
called, clutching my bag, my palms sweating from
in a
had always been blunt to me and I was accustomed to it. I settled myself down, took a breath and went on,
say "… am pregnant", Dennis’
woman, and so were his deep love and happiness. In this case, Dennis’ gentleness was just
the other end of the line, but Dennis slammed on