Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 899 - People who fall in love are the most tired

At night to put the child to bed, Dennis hugged me from behind, fondly, "It's been a long time since I felt

the taste of waking up with you by my side."

I remembered what I had promised him earlier and blushed, "Then stay tonight, anyway the Kennedy

Residence has such a big bed that it can sleep two people."

Edward was targeted by Interpol and will not appear again for a short time. City P will become much

safer for us, and the biggest trouble is lifted, so maybe there is no need to pretend to be separated.

Look at the state now, Snowy, Jamie sleeping next to him, Clarie is also next door, the family reunion,

how I want time to freeze here.

Dennis, however, suddenly let go, squeezed my shoulders and turned me around so that I was facing

him, "Not yet, not at the right time."

I frowned, not understanding his concern.

Dennis said, "Don't forget that Edward is not the only enemy we have, and you know what Edward is

taking you to today?"

"Not his lair abroad?" I asked.

"It's not that simple." Dennis shook his head, just as Snowy kicked the quilt, he bent over to tuck her in,

and spoke again, his voice lowered again, "Edward was involved in international organ trading before,

and has long been on Interpol's most wanted list, there's no way he could open a company in a

dignified manner, that place, is Hynness International's corporate headquarters in Country M's

corporate headquarters."

"The big philanthropist, Simba Headstrong's company, who donates nearly a billion dollars a year

alone?" I was a little surprised how a big philanthropist could be associated with Edward.

"The donation is real, I just don't know whose money is being donated." Dennis looked at me, his eyes

dark as ink, "If we're up against Simba Headstrong, it won't be any easier than dealing with Edward, so,

at least on the surface, we can't make up yet."

He suddenly paused, lowered his head and dropped a kiss on my forehead, then gently backed away,

"Get well, you're still a patient."

After saying that, Dennis smiled at me and then drew back and left the room.

I was so engrossed in his reminder that it took me a while to come back to my senses and look at the

door again, but I didn't even see his shadow.

Dennis was indeed right. In addition to the problems that fell from running around during the month,

there was also the virus that Edward injected into my body.

It is a chronic virus that targets internal organs and can only be controlled by drugs so far, and cannot

be completely cured, although it is not fatal and is not dangerous for the time being, but the further you

go, the more serious it will become, even to the point of organ failure.

When I think of this, I can't help but subconsciously look at the child lying in the stroller, and the

softness in my heart will be overwhelming.

I am not afraid to die anymore, but to get a little closer to death, the more such times, the more afraid I

am of not being able to accompany my children in the future.

If there is a God, how good it would be, then he must be able to hear the voice of my heart that I want

to live a few more years.

......

After the child was replaced, Leo adjusted the home security, even the family cleaning underlings also

checked the ancestral three generations, to confirm the Kennedy Residence will not be infiltrated by

outsiders, so that the adults in the family can take turns to go out for a change of mood.

A week after I returned home, the news of Cassandra's delivery arrived, and as a sister, I naturally had

to come to my home to greet her.

Deborah said she wanted to be happy, so she followed me to the hospital.

"...... The baby is beautiful, just like you." Cassandra's son was born at full term and looks healthier

than Snowy and I am sincerely happy for them.

"Thanks." Cassandra sat against the bed, still a little weak, next to the old mother who was probably

the maid of THE Berger family and had been taking good care of her.

"Is Stannis still that busy?" I couldn't help but ask.

Cassandra bowed her head and pursed her lips in acquiescence.

However, the old mother who had been listening quietly could not see eye to eye, stumbled to hold the

injustice, "then busy, the wife gave birth to a child always have to show up in front of, which is like the

aunt ......"

"Carol--" Cassandra spoke up, stopping her from going on.

"Originally, after the aunt looked at the child, he never showed up again, he didn't even arrange for

someone to wait on the moon, and he had to ask me, an old man, with a red face, to cover up for him,

since the aunt treated you like this! Miss you are the one I grew up with, I will never let them bully

people like this!"

If you say more, it seems that you have to scold me together.

Stannis has always been very thorough, I did not expect this time so negligent, indeed too much.

"Cassandra, is it true what this aunt says, that Stannis treats you mother and son like this for work?" I

had a good impression of Cassandra and tried to put in a good word for her, but only if I could figure

out the situation.

"No," Cassandra smiled weakly and explained, "it was Carol who misunderstood, she was the one who

took care of me since I was a child, and I was not used to someone else, so I asked for someone from

home, it had nothing to do with Stannis."

"Miss ......" Carol wanted to say something, but was shot a glare by Cassandra, which shut her up.

"Sister, don't say me, I heard yours are twins, I can envy you ......"

The discerning eye can see that there is something fishy here, but Cassandra does not want to say

more, I naturally do not care, simply let her digress from the topic.

As she exited the hospital room and waited for the elevator, Deborah sighed emotionally, "Ugh!"

"What are you sighing for?" I laughed.

"Can't you sigh? I just think it's hard to be a woman." Deborah seemed to feel something.

"What's that about Mrs. Kennedy?" I snickered as she walked into the elevator.

Deborah's relationship with Leo is still not salty these days, and every time her Mrs. Kennedy status is

mentioned, it immediately wilts.

As a matter of fact, just now there was a look of calmness of a person who has come over, but now his

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I laughed and pressed the elevator's closing button, "Who knew you were so unforgiving?"

"Okay, I didn't say that, I'm not going to come out with you anymore." Deborah had the urge to break

the can.

"Okay okay no more of your jokes, tell me, why do you say that?" I straightened my expression and

said seriously.

"Isn't it, Cassandra is obviously left behind by Stannis, but still has to cover up for him, women ah

women, live all for men, too tired." Deborah lamented.

I do not agree with this statement, "This matter can not be seen in this way, maybe Stannis really can

not take time out? Besides, even if it is to find a reason for Stannis, it is also because Cassandra loves

him, regardless of men and women, only those who are trapped in love are the most tired."

Once this is said, Deborah will naturally feel the same, head down in thought, the elevator opened did

not react.

"What are you doing Deborah, it's here." It took me a reminder for her to snap back to attention and trot

out of the elevator.

"Whew, that was close, almost got caught in the door." Deborah patted her chest to settle her mind and

added, "It's been a long time since I've been shopping, a rare trip out, a walk in the mall?"

Thinking about Clarie towards asking me to buy her new stationery, I agreed to do so.