Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 785 - The Truth That Becomes Clear 4

"Clara, you tell me, or you teach me, how you are, how you made him fall in love with you? You teach

me, can you?"

Looking at her humble appearance, at this time, she has completely lost the dazzling Shaw that I saw

on the plane at the beginning.

She begged me, tears in her eyes, I looked at her, for a time the heart vaguely hard, for a long time, I

spoke, "Leave him! Shaw, do you remember the old glowing self? That laughter self? The one who was

laughing and smiling?"

She froze and looked at me blankly, "What?"

Pulling her, I was a little heartbroken, "Do you still remember the first time I saw you? You have long

blonde hair, makeup exquisite, very beautiful, is the kind of beauty that makes people stunning, Shaw,

yourself is beautiful, you do not have to deliberately learn who, nor do you want to abandon yourself to

be someone else, you yourself is unique. The one who can be worthy of your love is the one who can

make you shine, when you are with him, you are yourself, the most outstanding self, not the way you

are now, you study others so hard, make yourself unlike anyone else, make yourself painful and

suffering, such a person, how is he worthy of your love? It's not worth it."

She looked at me blankly, a little overwhelmed, "But where can I go if I don't love him anymore? He's

all I have now, and what can I do without him? We have a child, what can I do?"

How can a man turn a shining woman into this? I pursed my lips, really felt sorry for her, and said,

"Shaw, each of us is an individual, as long as you are willing to live for yourself, you have many ways to

make yourself shine, children are not your excuse, the Gibson family can take care of their children,

you have to think, is how to change yourself for the better, back to back to the confident, beautiful

person you used to be."

It can not be denied that the woman's life, the only two things that can not give up, one is to keep

becoming beautiful themselves, how beautiful they can make themselves more beautiful, the other

thing is to make money, to enrich their souls, no matter how difficult life is, we can not stop warming

their souls.

It's not a distrust of love, it's just that we both like it, we both love to become better for each other, not

to wear each other down and torture each other.

I don't know if my words Shaw she can listen to, but watching her get herself drunk, her mouth is NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

talking about all the injustices Hank has done to her, so many years, now, he is not even willing to lie to

Shaw.

Men are really ridiculous, can't get desperately miss, hang on to. The one you get is never patiently

cherished and loved, in the end, their love did not get, love themselves discouraged to leave, they

continue to suffer alone.

Hank is not Leo, I have no way to determine whether he will one day fall in love with Shaw, so I can

only let Shaw live themselves, as long as she lives herself well, no matter who Hank loves, for her, in

fact, do not matter.

There are so many things to regret in life, what is it if you can't be with the person you love so much?

Life is a hundred years, we can't live for love every year, right?

The companionship of love, just walking not alone, but lonely people, also i the same or to walk forward

on foot.

Shaw's drinking, is really good, I do not know how much brandy she actually drank, finally lying on the

table, the mouth are still in the re-drink.

After helping her out of the bar, she and I got into trouble. City P is a nice city, but that doesn't mean

you won't get into trouble.

Two drunken men, see me and Shaw stumbled out, their mouths are not clean, "Yo, this are drunk to

break, beauty in the middle of the night is still drinking outside, is lonely, right? How about brother

accompany you? To relieve you of the pain of loneliness, to ensure that you can be satisfied, eh?"

Saying this, the dirty hand reached towards us.

"Get your filthy hands off me!" Someone behind them spoke, the woman's voice, stern.

I froze and looked back to see Nova with an icy face. Her makeup was too thick, so thick that she was

a bit perverted, not seeing any semblance of beauty, and obviously with a wig that didn't quite fit.

Two men saw it was her and sneered out, "Ugly, don't meddle or don't blame the old man for being

rude to you."

In response to the two men's insults, Nova grimaced, "You can try it and see who really cares more

about their rotten lives?"

The man frowned, hesitated, looked at us, then spat towards Nova and said, "Grass, just that kind of

shitty woman, I'm sick of thinking about it now, forget it, let's go, I'm too fucking lazy to bullshit with

you."

After saying that, the two men helped each other and left.

I watched the two men walk away and looked back at Nova. It was then that I noticed the business card

she was holding in her hand.

Without thinking carefully, I looked at her and said seriously and sincerely, "Thank you!"

She didn't say much, just indifferently said, "No, this kind of place, it is better to come less often."

I looked at her and wanted to say, "What are you doing here?

I froze and subconsciously looked down at the business card that had been casually thrown on the

ground, which was a picture of a sexy woman with a phone number and address, and even the price

was marked.

In the dim light, the person on the photo, I could see clearly, it was Nova herself, I fell short in my heart

for a moment, looked at her, opened my mouth, as far as possible to make myself emotionally calm,

"Are you very short of money?"

She pursed her lips, a hint of pain flashed in her eyes, and then said frankly, "Who is not short of

money? Now there is no way to live without money, of course I am short of money."

Looking at her, I spoke, "You know, that's not what I meant when I asked!"

She held her business card, still stubborn, "It doesn't matter, hurry up, there are a lot of drunks around

here."

I didn't go away, looked at her and said, "Is it because of chemotherapy?" Lung cancer requires

chemotherapy, once chemotherapy her hair falls out, her body gets worse every day, and even her face

gets worse and worse.

She put on so much makeup and wig, she is a proud person at heart, even if she loves money again,

she can't sell it like this, so there is only one possibility, she needs money very much for chemotherapy.

She clutched the business card in her hand and looked at me with fake indifference and said, "I don't

need you to take care of my business, go away and don't get in the way of my business here."

It seems that it is true that she is sick, and it is also true that she has switched to lung cancer.

This woman's pride, but also absolutely stubborn, looking at her I spoke, "You are even doing business,

there is no reason to push the guests out, go, tonight you and I go!"