Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1132 When did you know about it?

After paying respects to the elders and grandmother of the George family, we came to Diana's

cemetery.

The black-and-white photo on the tombstone has not been damaged in any way after several years of

cold and heat, and that was her best age.

Memories came flooding back, I walked up, put down the flowers in my hand, squatted down in a

submissive manner and reached out to touch the tombstone, as if in this way, I could feel Diana's

temperature.

"You must be blaming me in your mind for not visiting you for so long, right?" I looked at the photo and

said to myself uncontrollably, "You ah, be good over there, stop worrying about me, Dennis is very

good to me, we later had twins, very cute, you will love to see ......"

Speaking of children, this just looked up at Clarie, "Clarie is also very good, she is a mathematical

genius, now are starting their own business, the future will certainly become a younger than you look

bar owner woman."

I sniffled, suppressed my sobs and beckoned Clarie to come forward, "Come on Clarie, come forward a

bit, let your Aunt Diana take a good look at you, remember, I brought you here when you were little?"

"Remember." Clarie nodded before she walked across to me again and slowly put down the white lily in

her hand.

When he raised his eyes to Clarie's picture, he showed a rare gentle smile, faint but natural, "Never

forgot."

Diana must be comforted to hear this, even if she can't live in Clarie's memory as her mother, but is

always on her mind.

Perhaps it was the telepathy between mother and daughter. After two seconds, Clarie unconsciously

touched Diana's photo gently with her fingertips and said, somewhat lost in thought, "Mommy, don't I

look a lot like Aunt Diana?"

"Like." I blurted out, "It is simply a mold carved out of, when you were born, Aunt Diana like a lot, but

also recognized you as a goddaughter, you have a destiny, is called a mother is not too much."

Diana has that right and deserves to hear that name.

Of course, it all depends on Clarie's will, I can't force it, let alone sting it with memories, the past is too

heavy for her small shoulders to bear. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Unexpectedly, Clarie did not resist, but accepted it plainly.

She looked at Diana's face, the smile on her face was diffused, her voice was gentle with a hint of

caution, "Mommy, are you happy that Clarie came to see you?"

She was answered by a long silence, but the image was warm, mother and daughter repeated, the

person is healthy, what a blessing.

Under the nine springs, Diana's soul can rest in peace.

Just then, Dennis, who had been standing nearby and not speaking, suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"You have grown up and will soon be on your own, keep the teacher who taught you with you, you will

be ridiculed as a little child who can't be weaned, I made the decision for you, have dismissed Mr.

Alton, the afternoon flight, fly to Europe to settle, will not come back."

Before I could react, Clarie suddenly stood up excitedly, looking flustered and tangled up in place.

When the club accident, she was able to do not change her face, but this moment between the

eyebrows but wrinkled a deep furrow, emotions in a moment all from the face exposed.

The situation lasted for several seconds before Clarie realized that Dennis had been staring at her, and

the moment she met her eyes, like a child caught in a prank, a moment of shock flashed in her eyes

before she subconsciously and clumsily controlled her emotions.

Finally, after a good deal of effort, it's back to being the calm restrained good girl.

But all in vain, she opened her mouth and tried to slip away, once again unconsciously exposing the

truest form of her heart.

"Daddy, I remembered that there is another very important thing over in Culture City that must be

finished today, I want to go back first, do you think it's okay?"

Clarie spoke frankly and fearlessly, but after she finished, she looked into Dennis' eagle-vulture-like

eyes and immediately dropped her armor, her momentum fading away.

Even I was startled by the look in Dennis' eyes and thought there was some misunderstanding

between this father and daughter, so I hurriedly got up and took Dennis' arm so as not to lose control,

"Say what you have to say, don't scare the child."

Dennis looked at Clarie as if he hadn't heard me, his eyes falling on her as if he wanted to see through

her.

One second, two seconds ......Clarie finally defeated, bitter face, put his head down, eyebrows

shrouded in gloom behind him.

"When did you know about this?" Dennis asked coldly.

"Know what?" With a puzzled look on my face, I glanced at Clarie, then at him, and still nothing.

Clarie buried her head even lower and intentionally changed the subject, "I don't know what you mean

father, if the elders have finished paying their respects, I really want to go back first, the clubhouse just

had an accident yesterday, I don't want to have an accident in the cultural city, please promise."

"Already here and continuing to be stubborn?" Dennis was unrelenting, clearly not going to just let

Clarie go.

Although he felt a little aggressive, but it seems that things are not simple, and I did not stop.

But Clarie is well aware of my role for Dennis, see persuade him failed, and have a plan, from me.

"Mummy, Culture City and the club is my business, you will support me right?"

"Of course." I nodded without hesitation, froze after reacting, and added, "But your father is not

unreasonable, see he is so serious, maybe there is really something to say, the company is certainly

important, family affection is the first priority, first listen to what Dad said, okay?"

Clarie smiled and frowned deeper, she knew that there was no convincing us.

I couldn't bear to see the child suffer so much, so I urged Dennis to hurry up and ask questions to end

the awkward atmosphere, "You're always like this lately, talking halfway, Clarie is independent but not

yet an adult, don't treat her the way you treat those business people, it's troublesome to guess, just say

it straight."

Dennis' eyes were slightly averted, as if testing my words.

But this obviously did not work, he spoke again or cold, no temperature at all.

Dennis pointed to Diana's headstone and said, "You really don't know who's lying in here?"

Clarie's expression was uncomfortable, silent and frozen for a few seconds, then bowed violently

towards us, "Sorry Daddy Mommy, I have to go back to City P!"

When he finished, he turned around and walked away, his footsteps getting faster and faster.

A second before he almost ran up, Dennis raised his voice and looked at his back and said loudly,

"Mario isn't leaving, no one is!"

The words video, Clarie footsteps stopped, stopped in place but did not turn around.

Dennis took a deep breath, the quiet cemetery, the man's magnetic voice, vaguely mixed with a hint of

helplessness.

"Just because you don't have that blood relationship, so no matter how good your mother does, you act

as if you're not there, and that person, who is just going to a place far away from you, you repeatedly

lose your temper, Clariana, do you really have a clear conscience?"