Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 986 - There are many things you don't know

Hank clenched his fist around his mouth and coughed lightly, seemingly amused by my thoughts, but

then forced himself to hold back, "Who knows, people's private affairs, sadness and happiness know

themselves, not too much evaluation."

"Also, the world of the rich is too complicated, and besides, it has nothing to do with us, there is really

no need to be too concerned, I just gossip with you, otherwise I do not know who to talk to ......"

Thinking about it, that empty feeling instantly invaded the whole body again.

Up until now, I haven't even remembered any of my old friends.

Hank has always been considerate, these small emotions naturally did not escape his eyes, out of a

voice of relief, "Do not push yourself too hard, I will be with you."

His goodness always warms the heart.

But only to treat the symptoms, not the root cause, emotions such invisible and colorless things, once

they appear like a prairie fire, live and die.

Suddenly, I snapped to attention, "There should be someone I know at City P, right?"

In the hospital recuperation of half a month, no one came to visit me, my people are not so bad,

perhaps they just did not receive the news.

But that's okay, they don't come, I can take the initiative to greet them, as long as I can retrieve the

memories.

Hank's face is not much expression, seems to have expected such a scene, "often quarrel, get together

less and more, you and what people around, do not like to let me know."

I smiled and frowned, before I thought that the estrangement with Hank was because the feelings

faded, but now it seems that it is not too much to say that the rupture.

What do you have to argue about to see less ignorance of each other's intercourse ah.

Hank's explanation was that I was on my last breakup and went abroad alone out of the way, and when

he arrived at the hospital, I was alone and not accompanied by anyone else.

Half a month of sobriety, from skinny as a bone to the body gradually have some solid feeling, but the

mind is still empty, remember only the doctors and nurses who spend time together.

"It's okay, take one step at a time, the doctor said that a good state of mind will help a lot in recovering

your memory." Hank reached out and comfortingly pushed on my arm, "After eating a nutritious meal

for so long, I'll take you out for a toothache today."

"Good." Pursing her lips and smiling, she decided to relax as he said.

Although Hank is not as close as a lover, I can clearly feel that he is not malicious and does put me first

in everything.

When you say you're going to start over, you can't be too stressed.

......

Hank took me to a French restaurant.

"The chef of this restaurant was poached from Michelin with a high salary, and the recommended

dishes are all very good, so try it."

"Hmm." I took the menu and flipped through it slowly and methodically.

The dishes are extensive and all look exquisite, but not particularly appetizing.

And actually, I'd rather have Chinese food ......

Suddenly, the restaurant came alive with a line of seven or eight people who seemed to be a family.

"Have you booked a seat yet?"

"There's not much going on right now, so feel free to sit down."

"Just here by the window, the view is good."

The group talked as they walked to the card table across from me and took their seats.

I casually swept my head up, only to bump into a man's shifty gaze.

The man's lips are red and white, it is the vigorous age, at most, but thirty, the pair of blue pupils are

particularly eye-catching, a look is in the pile of women very popular kind.

The people who enter and leave here are either rich or noble, and it looks like there are mines in the Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

family.

His gaze first flickered over me before snapping back, staring at me with thin lips slightly parted,

stunned for several seconds before coming back to his senses and stepping in front of me.

Because he was too panicked, he ran head-on into a passing waiter, and his jacket was splashed with

coffee.

"I'm sorry sir!" The waiter, full of apologies, reached out to wipe it for him.

"No." The man reached between each other and refused, his eyes still dwelling on me, "You're alive?"

He was too excited to say anything at all, and took a moment to calm down before adding, "Clara, why

didn't you tell Folly when you were at City P?"

"Do we know each other?" I looked stunned.

It looks like I'm a lot older than this man, so I shouldn't be able to get to know such a flamboyant man.

Even if I don't remember anything, looking at the menu, I'm almost certain I grew up eating Chinese

food and am a regular person who wouldn't frequent a place like a French restaurant.

With my origin, and the richest man had a one-sided relationship is a blessing from heaven, how can I

be familiar with this rich man.

The door is right, and not just between lovers, between friends, there is no need for background parity.

"You ......" The man froze and his face became more confused, "I'm Larry, what are you up to, is this

young master's face so unrecognizable?"

He was a little hysterical, not sure if it was because I didn't recognize him, but because I didn't change

my face in the face of his pretty face.

After confronting him for a second, I mumbled and repeated his name, "Larry ......"

Seems like, nothing rings a bell.

"Sir, please stay away from her." Hank's voice suddenly came from behind him, not very politely.

Larry because of too much excitement, hands are propped up on the table, next to the waiter spilled a

mess, from a distance, it looks more like he and I clashed, and he did not relent, no wonder Hank will

misunderstand.

Larry was also offended by his tone of voice topped off, twisting his head, "Which one are you?"

I didn't recognize Larry, he was probably already depressed, and now he was inexplicably warned by

Hank, bloodthirsty age, and both sides were on the verge of striking.

Hank looked at me to make sure I was safe and sound before he answered, "I'm a friend of Clara's,

and who are you?"

"Coincidentally, so am I." Larry stood up straight and wrapped his arms around his chest, probably with

foreigner genes, a little taller than Hank, "I'm her best girlfriends boyfriend, how close is the relationship

need to go down?"

Hank's eyebrows narrowed slightly and he raised his eyebrows coldly, "Clara is my fiancée."

"You--" Larry's face turned red with anger and he sank a little, "You're talking nonsense, I didn't hear

that Clara was engaged to someone else!"

"There are many things you don't know. For example, for the past few years, it has been me who has

been with her."

Hank's words are not salty, but inexplicably give rise to a slight sense of superiority.

I was caught between these two men, a little embarrassed, what is this strange desire to win?

"You-" Larry was so angry with him that he was speechless, so he had to turn to me and ask, "Clara, is

it true what this guy said, that you disappeared for so long, that you were with him."

Although I didn't know why he was so excited, I nodded, "It's true that Hank has been taking care of

me."

Larry sniffed and instantly furrowed the furrow between his eyebrows, lowering his brows and not

speaking, as if he was fighting with himself.

"I ......"

"Clara is not in very good health, she has to eat when the time comes, so she can't delay. If there's

nothing, please go back first, we'll talk about it later."

I was about to ask a follow-up question when Hank forced an eviction order.