Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 879 Sedation

After I stood, Deborah and Folly followed, holding the baby.

Seeing the baby, the family became more emotional, "Where is the baby! Give us back the baby! ......"

I turned around, took the baby from Deborah's arms, and asked the woman at the front of the line,

"What proof do you have that the baby is yours?"

Folly probably felt that I was out of sorts and came up and nudged me with her elbow, "Are you okay?"

I frowned and shook my head at her, signaling her to take it easy.

"My son has a birthmark on his right ankle, there is no mistake!" The woman who looked soft and weak

spoke in a fierce tone.

Changed position to hold the child, I lifted the place wrapped around the little feet, pinching up the baby

still some purple and blue little feet, really saw the woman said the birthmark.

Folly and Deborah came over and after seeing it expressed their surprise in unison, "How?" "It can't be.

......"

I took a deep, shaky breath and handed the baby over, "Come here, take the baby back."

The bodyguards listened to me and let the person in. The woman took the baby and cried and laughed,

"Yes, it's my baby! I will never forget this birthmark for the rest of my life!"

She said while still pulling the child's little feet and fiddling with the proof in front of the crowd.

I have nothing to say, even if I have only met once, but my feeling can not be wrong.

As if fearing that we might bully them with our numbers, the woman's family swarmed over her, quickly

shielding her and the child in front of us, broke through the line of bodyguards and took off.

"Clara, is there some kind of misunderstanding? The child has been at the Kennedy Residence since

birth, how could it be switched? This, how can I explain to Leo when he comes back ......" Deborah

watched the child being snatched away and wanted to chase it out but had no position.

I didn't pick up on that and just digressed, "Leo never came back did he?"

Deborah was a little confused, but nodded, "No, called once and said she'd be back tonight."

"Where's Dennis, did you find him?"

Deborah struggled for a moment and finally shook her head, "I don't know what happened, he hasn't

been able to get in touch."

When she finished, no one spoke again in the living room, and the whole house fell into an eerie

silence.

For a long time, I sneered, then the more openly I laughed, the more I laughed the more moist in my

eyes, until tears came out of my eyes, until my body was shaking.

That's what Dennis said, that it would be okay?

I was so careful and cautious that I didn't even dare to take a step out of the front door, but I lost my

child at home, and Dennis, after more than ten hours, never showed up.

Who else could have stolen the child but Leonard's henchmen?

Deborah spoke up to comfort me, "Clara, you just had a baby, you can't cry."

"Don't touch me!" I covered my ears and squatted down, "All liars! Liars!"

All around me was the Kennedy, but I had lost my own flesh and blood, and I didn't know who else to

trust.

Feeling a sudden heaviness on her shoulders, Folly's hand came up, "Clara, calm down."

She is accustomed to big scenes, comforted me, then immediately put on the master's posture and

ordered the subordinates, "Go, call everyone who has been in and out of the Kennedy family from

yesterday to now ......"

My ears began to ring and I couldn't hear the rest of the words. I shuddered and wrapped my arms

around myself and looked sideways to see her figure, and my mind suddenly roared with a reminder

signal - I have a daughter!

Without any hesitation, I stood up and grabbed the baby from Folly's arms and ran like crazy upstairs,

locked the door and hid the baby in the bedroom.

A rap on the door and a concerned cry rang out, "Clara, open the door, what's wrong with you ......"

The world in front of me was spinning, and all the noise seemed like the evil spirits of hell, scrambling

to take my child.

I hid in the closet, hugging my child and shrinking into a ball, not daring to make any movement,

murmuring, "Don't snatch my daughter, no one is going to snatch my daughter ......"

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of a child crying was in my ears and the closet was

opened.

The light coming in stung my eyes, and I subconsciously held the child tighter.

"Clara, I'm home."

The man's familiar magnetic voice pulled me back to reality.

I slowly tilted my head and was lost in thought for a moment when I saw that long-lost vivid face.

Their eyes intertwined, but they both chose to remain silent.

After a long time, it was Dennis who finally broke the stalemate.

"Clara, the baby should be hungry, come out first, let's feed her." He held out his hand toward me,

looking gentle and careful, and moved a little closer to me and the baby.

I watched his angular features approaching, as if in a dream, the body is light, the brain is blank. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

It was only when the cold touch touched the skin on the back of my hand that I had a jolt and suddenly

came to my senses, and after recognizing Dennis, screamed out in horror, "Get out! Get out of here!

Don't touch my baby!"

Dennis frowned and froze, his bony hand stopped in mid-air, his voice became thick, "Clara, look

carefully, it's me, Dennis, your lover."

"Of course I know it's you, stop trying to confuse me with fancy words! It's all your fault, you're the one

who caused my son, give me back my son!" I couldn't control my emotions at all and roared madly at

him.

Dennis was undeterred and adjusted his body shape to keep approaching, which irritated me even

more and made me almost crazy, "Go away! Liar! Don't come any closer! Aah! --"

At the same time, a hand suddenly reached out from the side, grabbed Dennis and pulled him up and

dragged him out.

The bedroom once again returned to calm, I held the swaddling clothes tightly, afraid that she had

suffered from the wind chill, eyes dull and staring at the floor, the sound of the noise just now lingered

in my head, but I could not remember what had happened.

When the footsteps sounded again, I looked up and saw Leo, wearing a white turtleneck sweater,

standing against the light, smiling at me, Clarie standing in front of her, reaching towards me pitifully,

her voice tinged with tears, "Mom, don't you want Clarie anymore ......"

Children are always a mother's weakness, and when I heard Clarie's voice, all my defenses instantly

collapsed, and I put one arm around Clarie and sobbed.

Then the doctor came in, sedated me, and I lost consciousness.

......

"Child! Don't touch my child!"

In the nightmare woke up, I sat up from the bed, could not wipe off the cold sweat on the forehead, I

rushed out of bed to look for the figure of the child, until I saw the cradle next to the bed, the baby is

sleeping peacefully, the heart was put down.

Hearing the movement, the door of the room was pushed open and Leo walked in, "Awake?"

I nodded, not in the mood to speak.

"You're hungry, I'll ask someone to make some food and send it up." Leo said, glancing in the direction

of the balcony with an unknown expression.

It was only then that I noticed another person in the room, Dennis standing there from a distance, his

scruff crawling over his chin, his whole body looking a little haggard.