Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1100 Break Your Mind

At this moment, looking at Shaw's enjoyable and exhausted face, I realized that she and Hank are one

of a kind at heart.

From wanting his love, to being by his side, to now even just guarding a shell of even breathing, are so

happy to be there.

During the years I was in a coma, what Hank had in mind was probably just like what Shaw said, love

or not, whether we could communicate or not, as long as we could be bound together by fate, it was all

good fortune.

But in the end, the heavens have little mercy on them, in addition to one side sleeping one side awake

monologue, without any substantial change, do not love them, always unloved.

Love a person and no response how hard, married to Dennis in the first few years I have experienced a

suffer, that kind of heartache, is able to destroy a person, I am not qualified to Shaw's choice to do any

advice, can only stand silently on the side, do a spectator.

The telepathic connection between mother and son is always extraordinarily strong. Sensing that his

mother was not in the right mood, the thin boy came forward and tugged at the corner of her coat,

looking up and asking in a hoarse voice, "Mom, are you crying again?"

Only in front of the child, the woman will subconsciously converge weakness. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Shaw took a deep breath to calm down before turning around and pulling the corner of his mouth with

difficulty, "I'm fine."

After a pause, she pulled the child to her body, and mother and son stood facing me, one after the

other.

"Clara."

Her tone was so formal that I froze for a couple of seconds before responding and nodded solemnly to

show I was listening, "Go ahead."

"You have seen Hank's situation," Shaw's tone is light, but mixed with a few helpless, "although he did

not mention it, but you and I both know, Hank's most wanted to see the person, has always been you, I

hope that you can come over every day in the past few days to accompany, rely on drugs to continue

life, but also I hope that you can come over every day for a few days, to continue life by medication, but

also to cooperate with the patient's treatment, have faith in survival, you are Hank's faith to live, help

him, okay?"

Without opening his mouth, he nodded first, "I should ......"

"No."

The word "yes" is still in the mouth, the harsh male voice cut through the silence sounded, following the

sound of the side glance, you see Dennis gloomy face standing in the safety exit position, the

surrounding aura of cold chill, the visitor is not good.

In the matter of love rivals, whether men or women are difficult to maintain rationality, especially Dennis

has always held a grudge, even in the face of life and death, there is no love to speak of.

Worried about Dennis to make things bigger, I rushed forward to meet two steps, trying to calm him

down, this is the hospital, Hank is sick, calm down a little, there is something we go back to talk.

Dennis looked down at me, helplessly gave a little peace of mind look, and then it was smoothly on my

shoulder, the deep gaze fell straight to Shaw.

"Hank's woman, also like him, can not see the light, you are a good match, Hank did not look at you, it

is his lack of vision."

The words sounded shady, and every word seemed to be for Shaw's sake, but at first link, they were

everywhere derogatory.

Dennis does not like to take the initiative and people evil, but the two words Gu halberd, seems to be

his scales, once touched no gentlemanly manners to speak.

"You talk properly." Unable to bear the thought of Shaw being implicated because of Hank and Dennis'

conflict, he whispered a reminder.

"Isn't that so?" Dennis didn't even blink his eyelids, staring at Shaw's face without moving, "You were

smart enough to know that I would never agree to Clara going with you, so you called her to the door

alone, and after moving her with emotion and reasoning to swindle her into coming, wasn't that taking

advantage of her weakness of heart?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Shaw's face was expressionless as he pulled his face to the

side, not showing any semblance of timidity in the face of such a strong state of Dennis.

"Humph," Dennis sneered a sneer, unhurriedly speak, "just assume you do not know, so many years,

Hank still can not play a little new tricks, pretending to be sick pretending to die pretending to

disappear, nothing new, I will now on behalf of Clara clear bye to refuse your request. "

After that, without waiting for further communication between Shaw and me, Fu forcefully used the

brute force of a man, squeezed my shoulders, turned me around with one hand, and entered the

elevator with his steps.

"Dennis, Dennis ....." I struggled and wasn't willing to just leave.

He is right, once Hank did use a lot of tactics, but now, the person is really lying in a hospital bed,

breathing will stop at any time, who can make a fake?

Can we still have compassion for a strange child and spare no effort to give him a new future, and

really be indifferent to Hank, the dying man?"

Dennis is angry, completely do not listen to me, holding my hand strength did not let up for a moment,

but while waiting for the elevator, the biting line of sight once again looked at the corridor Shaw mother

and son.

"Remember, Hank has been kind to Clara, but also to our - family harboring evil intentions, grudges

and grievances, we do not owe him, and in the future to find the door, it is you who will suffer."

"Ding--"

The elevator doors opened at that moment, and Dennis lifted me almost in my entire body and carried

me into the elevator.

It wasn't until the elevator started to go down that Dennis finally let go of the hand that bound me, lost

his breath, and stood a little further to the side.

Jealous people have no sense, not to mention that I did eat a lot of bones on Hank, and there is no

excuse for Dennis to do so.

But I couldn't bear the torture of my conscience and indifferently pretended not to know the news that

Hank was going to die.

Leaning against the elevator handrail, I wondered if there might be a two-pronged approach that would

avoid Dennis' eyes and give Hank a little hope.

"Break your mind."

Dennis' voice was like a ghost, diving silently into the sea of my thoughts.

The heart was broken, some embarrassment, biting his lips to defend, "I did not think anything, you do

not blood spouting."

Dennis's eyes narrowed slightly, a look of understanding that had already seen me through, "You turn

around and look behind you."

Inexplicably, I turned around, and there was no one behind me, and all I saw was the elevator wall that

was smooth enough to reflect a human face.

"See what?" I was confused.

"Look at yourself." Dennis came over and stood shoulder to shoulder with me, "You always felt that I

was the one who was impulsive and irrational in the matter of Hank, now take a good look at yourself,

in this person, on which time have you not had a soft heart?"

His tone was calm, truly like a bystander, but each - sentence was like a divine instruction that gave me

an enlightening surprise.

Indeed, it seems that all along I have been wrong

Hank and Olivia are no different. If I can ignore and watch Olivia as Dennis does now, Dennis will not

have to worry about this much.

But time and time again, I live with the memory of losing my first child, of Hank saving me, of repeating

the same mistakes.

I complained about Dennis's favoritism towards Olivia, but I have been living in a fog, unable to see

myself.

When the situation is confused, it turns out that no one else can escape.