Please Love Me, Mr. George

chapter 840 life is the ups and downs 28

Round and round, or back to the original point.

Dennis hid everything from me, always thinking in terms of what was best for me, Hank's favors were

owed to me by myself, and they were both right.

"I'm sorry," I couldn't bring myself to smile, I could only smile bitterly, "I used to just feel indebted to

Hank, and now, I just don't know how I'm going to face the family."

If it wasn't for Hank meeting me, Shaw wouldn't have fallen from a glorious little princess to a rough

housewife. I could have advised Shaw to live a dignified life with a crown, but the regret and guilt in my

heart couldn't be wiped away.

Even if it's a stranger like Jessica, I can give up, but now it's Shaw, but I have a lot of concerns, I can't

live with my conscience, even if Shaw and Steve can really come back safely, I can still get along with

them without changing my face? NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

The thought of a nausea in the stomach, I subconsciously cover my mouth and nose, push Dennis

away and run to the nearest bathroom, lying on the sink dry vomit.

It was a while before I finally stopped reacting to the vomiting and plopped down on the sink, one hand

on the small of my back, looking at myself in the mirror and panting heavily.

Having been pregnant twice, and being no stranger to pregnancy sickness, I was well aware that the

IVF was successful, but I couldn't smile.

When my first child died, the world was giving me a hard time, only Hank, who has kept me alive until

now, and I chose to take sides three times when Hank was having the hardest time.

I asked myself, can I really pretend I don't know anything and be content to keep the family business

with Dennis and nurture my own children while Hank's family is in ruins?

When Dennis walked in, his cool, noble face was reflected in the mirror, and I hurriedly lowered my

head and let go of the hand on my belly.

"Not feeling well?" Dennis waited outside for a while and didn't see any reaction to the pregnancy

vomiting he had just experienced.

"No." I shook my head, turned and walked out, heading straight for the bedroom, even though I didn't

know what to do with myself and Dennis, my body was honest enough to know that the baby needed to

be still.

I lay down on the bed and Dennis sat on the edge of the bed and carefully tucked me in, "Have the

private doctor come over tomorrow."

"It's up to you." I closed my eyes and leaned back on the pillow, intending to just fall asleep.

The bedroom was surprisingly quiet, my mind was dark, I vaguely heard Dennis's breath move, as if he

had something to say, but finally stopped, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me for a while,

then got up and retreated.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, I slowly opened my eyes, the large room only turned on a

bedside lamp, the whole environment seems lonely and few.

Pregnant people like to be sentimental, so this is the time when all the emotions come flooding in.

When Gloria left, the Gibson family was just like this, empty and lonely. Hank kept the Gibson family

home, and the only thing he asked was for me to stay with him for one night, saying that this way, the

family would at least be a little popular and not too lonely.

I did not dare to think about it anymore, for fear that I would be completely consumed by emotions,

closed my eyes hard and forced myself to sleep.

When I woke up, I heard Nanny knocking on the door outside.

"Young madam, it's time for breakfast, the young master is waiting downstairs."

Dennis didn't go to the office?

"Got it." I responded, before lifting the covers and getting out of bed to wash up.

When I arrived at the restaurant, Dennis was already eating, with a tablet computer at hand, observing

the direction of the stock market, I didn't say a word and went to sit down opposite him.

Dennis did not even raise his eyes, I just picked up the knife and fork, but he put it down, wiping his

mouth with a napkin, while inserting the face and spoke, "I will help Hank, the condition is that you do

not see him again until the baby is born."

I was flattered, not expecting Dennis to suddenly put aside their preconceived notions, "Are you

serious?"

Dennis put down his napkin and raised his dark eyes to mine, his expression serious and cool, "This

isn't what you were expecting?"

In this moment, it was as if we were back in the years when we first got married, talking with a stick,

having to sting each other to prove something.

I understand Dennis, if it was Olivia who had the accident today, I might not have said anything better

than he did.

I put down my chopsticks, organized my expression, and said, "I want to help Hank do something, but

that is within our ability, not to ignore, you know, my life was saved by Hank, if I can't see him live a

good life, I will owe something for the rest of my life, and you don't want the word Hank, forever caught

in the middle of our You don't want the word Hank to be a wall that can't be pushed down between us,

right?"

Every time Hank was mentioned, Dennis was like a different person, he looked at me coldly, the

corners of his mouth curved in mockery, "According to you, Hank can't have a good family and a good

life, and you and I can't have a good life?"

It feels really complicated sometimes, obviously so simple things, after the brain suspicion and jealousy

added, it becomes incomprehensible.

He was angry, and I didn't want to fight, so I tried to make my tone more affable, "No, we're already

married, and we'll have our own children soon, and we just don't want to leave regrets in each other's

hearts by helping Hank, Dennis, in fact, you know it yourself, don't you? The reason is that you yourself

also very much mind, that the most painful days to accompany me is he and not you? I ......"

"That's enough." Dennis's tone suddenly became strong, stood up sharply and looked at me

condescendingly, "I am clear, but there is no need for you to remind me again and again, I will solve

this matter, you don't need to care anymore."

After saying that, Dennis walked out without looking back.

I froze in place, wondering why things had come to this.

Nanny came out of the kitchen and saw Dennis' back as he left, and came up to ask with concern,

"Young master didn't sleep all night, so he went straight back to the office?"

"Dennis didn't go to the office yesterday?"

"Well, the young master was busy all night in the study, and he came downstairs only after breakfast

was made." Nanny said.

I frowned, looked in the direction of the door, sighed heavily, are old married couple, a few

disagreements to joke about their bodies, men sometimes really childish.

Who would believe that Dennis is playing a childish game? But when it comes to Hank, he just can't

keep his head above water.

After sending Nanny off, I took my phone and messaged Dennis, "Get some sleep at the office before

you work, things are still busy and you need to take care of your rest."

After thinking about it, I added a few words, "Professor West dictated it." Not that I meant to remind.

Looking at the few two sentences in the dialog box, I was angry and funny.

I am not the same as Dennis, two paranoid and stubborn people, destined to be in a relationship can

not be compromised.