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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 141

Thinking of the divorce agreement in the drawer, my heart sank. I didn't want to go back to the villa, but although the City P was big, there was no place for me to go.

The car drove slowly, and when I saw him enter the Nature Villas downtown, I was stunned and looked sideways at him. "The Gibson family?"

"You can stay in the Gibson family for the night!" He spoke with a calm expression, and no emotions could be heard.

I was stunned. Before I could say anything, he had already parked the car and got out.

She followed him into the Gibson family home and happened to meet Yara, whose eyes were red, downstairs. It seemed that she was crying. She put on her coat and was about to go out.

Seeing me and Hank together, she asked in surprise, "Why are you with Hank?"

"I met him on the way!" After saying that, Hank went upstairs. Obviously, he didn't want to say more.

Yara looked at me and her flustered expression relaxed. She tugged at my arm and asked, "Why are you running around without your phone or money?"

I wiped my smile and said, "I forgot when I went out."

Seeing that she was about to call, I didn't know what to say for a moment. I just sat aside in silence.

It didn't take long for Dennis to arrive in a hurry. Yara waited at the door. When she saw him coming, she hurriedly stepped forward and whispered, "Don't worry. If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't scare her!"

Her voice was very low, but I could still hear it.

She sat on the sofa and lowered her head.

Dennis nodded and walked into the living room. He squatted down beside me, took my hand, and said in a low voice, "Have you had dinner? Are you hungry?"

I nodded, looked at Yara behind her, and said, "Aunt, thank you. I'll go back first. Please thank Hank for me!"

Then, I got up and went out of the villa without looking at Dennis.

Yara followed behind and saw us off. As she walked, she said, "Be careful on the way!"

After getting in the car, Dennis didn't say anything. He leaned over and fastened my seat belt, but I avoided it. I fastened my seat belt and turned to look out of the window in a daze.

He paused, stopped talking, and started the car.

In just half an hour, when we arrived home, he parked the car and I got out of the car. The lights in the villa were on, and there were many people standing outside the yard.

There were doctors, nannies, and nurses living in the yard, and no one knew when there were a few more bodyguards. I paused, glanced at them, and went straight back to the bedroom.

Dennis only entered the bedroom half an hour later. I've washed up and got ready to sleep.

Lying in a daze, I heard the noise. I opened my eyes and saw Dennis taking off his coat.

"Can I sleep alone tonight?" I leaned against the bed and spoke in a tired voice.

He paused for a moment as he took off his clothes, then took off his suit without saying a word and threw it aside. He looked at me coldly, and his voice was a little low and patient. "Why?"

"I want to sleep alone!" I looked at him, waiting for his decision.

He pursed his lips and said nothing for a long time, "You'd better give me a satisfactory explanation!"

I looked down at the patterns on the bed, feeling a little annoyed. "Dennis, we have to get used to the days of separation."

"Aha!" He suddenly sneered. "How long has it been since you started your plan? Hank has become your next target?"

"Dennis, what nonsense are you talking about?" I was so angry that I raised my voice and roared.

He sneered. "Isn't that so?"

Suppressing the depression and anger in my heart, I didn't know what to say for a moment. I just felt my heart was blocked. After a pause, I looked at him and said, "Dennis, do you hate me?"

Perhaps I was too calm, or maybe my question was too naive. He frowned. "Why do I hate you?"

I moved my body and leaned against the bed. "My current identity should have been Olivia Pearson's. I suddenly appeared, disrupting the original trajectory of your life and forcing you to break up passively. It was indeed my fault."

Speaking of this, I didn't look at his gloomy face and just continued, "I know, if it weren't for this child, we would have divorced. After all, we have no feelings!"

Looking up at him, I became calmer. "I won't pester you. When the child is born, I will take the initiative to leave. I have signed the divorce agreement."

He was so angry that he laughed. "Is this the reason why you didn't bring your mobile phone and wallet today and ran out?" There was a faint smile on his face, but more anger. "Clara, do you think that I have to revolve around you all the time? Only by keeping you company all the time can I be responsible for this marriage? The matter of Olivia Pearson has passed. I have said that I have never liked her, and I have never loved her. The reason why I took care of her before was because of responsibility, and I thought that Calvin Pearson entrusted me with it. Do you understand?"

He said in a helpless tone, "You have been pregnant for seven months, but you just left without taking anything. You have only been in the city for less than two days. Have you considered for me and my child? What if something happens? Clara, can you take responsibility for yourself?"

I found it funny. "No love?" Looking at his face, I said, "If you don't love her, will you touch her? Will you let her get pregnant? You will almost lose your life for him over and over again. Dennis, if this is not called love, and then I'm afraid there is no love in the world anymore."

Seeing that he didn't want to sleep with me, I was not in the mood to sleep. I got up and was about to leave.

He stopped her. "Where are you going?"

"None of your business!" Pushing him away, I went straight out of the bedroom, holding back my anger.

He followed him and quickened his pace. When he went downstairs, he said impatiently, "Slow down!"

When I went downstairs, I saw Jenny and a few bodyguards in black standing at the door, blocking my way. Dennis chased after me and stopped me. "This is City P. Where do you want to go?"

"Go to hell!" I was so angry that I couldn't say anything.

Instead of laughing, he was angry and helpless. "Clara, you've really taken all the women's shortcomings into account. Don't go back and have a good rest!"

How could he be in the mood to rest at this time?

Pushing him away, I said, "What's a woman's weakness? Being unreasonable? Taking revenge for the smallest grievance? Whether it's right or wrong? Can't you tell right from wrong?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, I continued, "That's how I am. Dennis, if you like Olivia Pearson, you can look for her. There's no need to blame me."

Pushing away a few bodyguards, I walked out of the villa. As a pregnant woman, I naturally couldn't move several men, but they didn't dare to hurt me.

Dennis was right. In the City P, I couldn't go anywhere except here.

After walking around the yard, Dennis looked at me at the door. His eyes were light, as if waiting for me to take the initiative to look for him.

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