Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 168 Helpless and Chaotic

His gaze fell on the scar on my palm and he frowned. "How did you get this?"

I smiled, but it was more painful than crying. I looked at Olivia Pearson and suppressed my tears. "How

did it come? You should ask your most precious Olivia Pearson, how did I get this injury?"

Looking at Dennis George, I calmed down and continued, "Dennis George, do you know how the child

died? That night, he tried his best to get out of my belly, but he couldn't."

Looking at the pained expression on his face, I suddenly felt that why should I pain only, why should I

bear myself, "Dennis George, do you know when I was abducted, no matter how hard I tried, your

phone was turned off. Dennis George, do you know how desperate I was?"

He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by my sneer. "You don't know, at that time, you

should be looking up to your princess and celebrating her birthday. At that time, you must have

prepared an exquisite gift for her."

"Clara Kennedy!" He said in a hoarse voice, "My phone is in the company, and I don't know it at all."

"Yes, you don't know!" I sneered and said, "You don't know that I was locked in the warehouse and they

tied up my hands and legs. You don't know how I felt how hard the child wants to get out and how I felt

that he was out of breath bit by bit..." This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

I choked with sobs and couldn't finish my words. But when I saw that Dennis George's face was getting

paler and paler, I suddenly felt that I was not alone in pain. It was so good.

I smiled. "Dennis George, do you know how it feels to have a baby die in your belly? Do you know what

it looks like when the baby was taken out? Do you know how it feels a baby to be suffocated to death?"

"Enough!" He was a little defeated. He covered his face with both hands and his tall body slowly

squatted on the ground. He became helpless and weak, in pain.

Seeing him like this, it was not difficult for me to accept it. Looking at Olivia Pearson's pale face, I

sneered. "Olivia Pearson, how is it? Listening to me tell you about this process, do you feel much

happier? The money you spent is worth it!"

"Clara Kennedy, what nonsense are you talking about?" Olivia Pearson raised her voice and said

exasperatedly, "What right do you have to say that my mother and I did it?"

I found it funny. "Why are you in such a hurry to deny it? It's so big. Do you really think I can't find

anything? Can the Lewis family really cover it?"

Olivia Pearson was so scared that she stepped back. She said, "I didn't do it!"

Dennis George looked at her coldly. "Does it have anything to do with your Lewis family?"

Olivia Pearson shook her head and her body kept shaking. "No, no!"

I didn't want to see her putting on an act at all and went straight out of the ward. Dennis George wanted

to chase after me, but Olivia Pearson stopped him. She burst into tears and said, "Dennis, you have to

believe me. It's really not me. I don't know at all..."

I'm not familiar with City P. I don't know how to find the way back when I get out of the hospital.

Looking at the crowd coming and going, I didn't know where to go. I didn't have a mobile phone, I didn't

have money, but I was afraid that Dennis George would follow me.

As I walked, I asked. When I returned to the residential quarter of Central Park, my feet were already

worn out.

When I got home and took off my shoes, I had bled a lot.

"Bang!" The door opened, and Hank Gibson was still panting. He looked at me and was stunned.

Almost in an instant, he pulled me up.

He held me tightly in his arms. "One day and one night, where have you been? Why didn't you call me

to report your safety?"

I was stunned and began to feel bitter in my heart. After a while, I could understand his feelings for me,

it seemed to be I did something wrong.

After a long time, he released me and calmed down. He looked at me and asked, "Where did you go?

Why didn't you come back all day and night?"

"I don't know why I ran out. Later, I woke up in the hospital." I ignored the thing about Dennis George

and muttered.

He sighed and nodded. "As long as you're fine." Looking down at my bloody feet, he frowned and

asked, "Did you come back with your feet?"

I nodded and lowered my head. "I don't have a cell phone or money. I can't get a taxi!"

"Don't you know how to call me to pick you up?" He closed his eyes and felt a little helpless. He sighed

and said, "Forget it, I didn't consider it thoroughly."

After putting me on the sofa, he found a medicine chest, knelt on the ground, and put my feet on his

knee to clean the wound.

When the cotton swab touched the wound, I couldn't help but shrink back in pain. He sighed slightly

and said, "It'll be fine in a while!"

Afraid that it would hurt me, he blew on it several times when applying the medicine. Looking at him, I

was a little absent-minded.

"I shouldn't have stayed by his side. Yara George is right. Once anything happens between us, the

Georges and the Gibson family will fall into public opinion, which is more terrible than we thought."

"What are you thinking about?" He put away his medicine chest and looked up at me.

Looking at him, I took back my feet, watched him put the medicine chest away, and watched him sit

down beside me and pour water for me.

After a pause, I couldn't help saying, "Hank Gibson, you... don't have to come to my place in the

future!"

He paused and looked at me with his black eyes. "What do you mean?"

"Thank you for your help these days. No matter what happens to you in the future, I will try my best for

you. After all, we are alone and we are so close. If someone sees us, Aunt is right. Both the Georges

and the Gibson family will be implicated."

I shouldn't have said these words, let alone say them so bluntly.

However, there was no reason for me to take back my words.

His face was gloomy and exceptionally cold. "What are you worried about?"

I squeezed my palm and said, "I can't owe you too much."

"I don't care!" He opened his mouth and looked at me with a complicated expression. "Clara Kennedy,

if you're worried that others will gossip about you, I can stay away from you. But you have only one

choice. Go back and stay with Dennis George. Otherwise, I can't leave you here alone."

I lowered my head and muttered, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. I... am afraid of pain and

height!"

"Even if I want to commit suicide, I may not have the courage to do so. I am really afraid of pain."

He looked at me with emotions that I couldn't understand in his eyes. "You can't hide anymore. You

can't hide forever!"

I didn't understand what he was saying, so I looked at him blankly. "What?"

He smiled and shook his head. "Let's talk about it after you calm down. I'll be busy after the National

Day holiday. I don't have so much time to accompany you. You still have to adjust your days in the

future."

I nodded, feeling tired. It was because I had just taken medicine.

I got up and said, "I'll go to the room and have a rest!" As I spoke, I entered the bedroom.

A dreamless night!