Please Love Me, Mr. George

The corridor was not a wide one, so we bumped into each other. Surprised, he pulled his collar up and explained, "Miss Kennedy, I’m here to treat Olivia."

Mario was Dennis’ best friend. It was said that if a woman wanted to know whether a man took her seriously, all she needed to do was see how his friends treated her. Sometimes, a woman didn’t even need to check his friends’ attitude towards her. She just needed to know how they called her. I, Clara Kennedy, seemed to always have only one title, "Miss Kennedy". It sounded so polite but distant!

It was these details that cast me into an unfathomable abyss of depression. I gave a wry smile, stepped aside and replied, "Well, go ahead."

Sometimes I just envied Olivia. It took her a few tears to get attention and love, but it took me a lot of hard work and I still got nothing.

I came back to the bedroom, got some fresh clothes and went to the living room. At this time, Mario had already taken Olivia’s temperature and given her some aspirin. He walked downstairs and gave a dry smile at the sight of me in the living room. "It’s late now. Time to go to bed, Miss Kennedy."

"I will in a while." I passed the clothes in my hands to him. "You’re wet, and it’s still raining outside. Get changed before you leave, in case you catch a cold."

fresh clothes. He paused for

clothes into his arms and explained, "Dennis has never worn these, and they still have those tags on. You two are about the same size, so they’ll fit well." Having said that, I went upstairs and returned to the

it weren’t for the Dennis family, Mario, as an internationally famous surgeon, wouldn’t

a stormy night was bright and sunny, while the air was filled with the fragrance of the earth.

standing at the stove, frying eggs. He

eyes were wandering over his body. It might be because her fever was just gone, and now she still had those rosy cheeks, looking cute

mouth as she spoke and went on, "But not too

the strawberry, Dennis threw a loving glance at her

interactions were so sweet and romantic, and anyone would find

voice came from behind me. I looked back in surprise and saw it was Mario. Now I realized that Dennis wouldn’t have