Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 23 I’m Not Getting Back At You

“Dennis!” I yelled his name and glanced at the empty whiskey bottles on the desk. What was this

moron doing? His stomach would for sure suffer.

Hearing my voice, his long lashes flickered a bit. He slightly opened his eyes and gazed at me

indifferently.

Maybe it was because that I disturbed him, the quiet atmosphere in the room just suddenly got

stiffened. He looked at me as if he was disgusted.

He said in a low and cold voice, “Fuck off!”

I knew that he didn’t want to see me now.

After letting out a sigh, I walked towards him and said, “Dennis, you’ve had too much of wine. Let’s go

home!”

He slightly squinted his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth satirically, “Home?” He sounded

despised of this idea, “Is it really a home for me?”

I wringed my eyebrows. Normally, I would say nothing and just accept his humiliation, but now I was

much crankier than before because of the pregnancy, so I answered angrily, “What is it then? Dennis, if

you don’t want to see me, I can well call Olivia and ask her to pick you up. Diana has a business here.

You probably don’t care about this amount of money, but she has to stay in business!” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

My wrist was suddenly grabbed by him and I was in his lap at the very next second. Hugging my waist,

he reached his rough fingers into my collar violently and said in an ironical tone, “That place is surly not

a home with you in it. At most, it’s a homestay!”

Then he just grasped at me with his palm mercilessly.

My eyebrows got twisted together because of the sharp pain and was livid with anger at this point, so I

pulled out his hand and shouted, “There is no need of coming back to that place if it’s just a homestay

for you then! Sign the divorce paper and we’ll have nothing to do with each other from now on!”

He suddenly bit me on my shoulders and I almost teared up.

“Why? Now that you’ve got the money, house and the shares, you just want to get away from me?” He

hugged me tightly and smiled ghastly, “Clara, how cheap is your love! You are just taking it back so

soon, huh?”

Looking at his plastered face, I suddenly thought why should I wasting my time with a drunkard?

Suppressing my inner anger, I calmed myself down and caressed his face, “Dennis, it’s getting late.

Come home with me, okay?”

He kept silent and leaned against the sofa with his eyes closed, but he didn’t release his hands.

Bewildered, I paused and said, “I can call Olivia to fetch you if you don’t want to come home with me. Is

this okay?”

He didn’t want to go back to the mansion anyway and must have stayed at Olivia’s place these days.

He would just affect Diana’s business if I just left him here, so I took out my phone and was about to

call Olivia.

But before I can dial her number, my phone was suddenly pulled away and was smashed to the ground

by Dennis.

I froze and shouted at Dennis frantically, “Dennis, what are you doing!”

‘You didn’t want to come home with me and didn’t want Olivia to pick you up. What do you want to do

then?’

“Let’s go home!” He suddenly muttered, carried me and went out wobbly.

I was taken aback for I still got a baby in my belly. I would be dead regretful if he just dropped me to the

ground by accident.

Hugging him tightly, I dared not to say any harsh words and just soothed him, “Dennis, you are drunk.

Put me down. I can walk myself. I just got a surgery and would be seriously injured if I fall down.”

He suddenly froze and gazed at me grisly, “Did you do that to get back at me?”

I paused and didn’t know what he was talking about, so I shook my head and answered, “No, why

would I get back at you? I love you too much to do that. How about you put me down first and go home

with me?”

Geez! A drunkard basically had no difference with a baby!

I thought he would cause some troubles, but to my surprise, he just put me down gently and stared at

me, “Let’s go home!”

I was really bewildered and held him, “Okay, let’s go home!”

I had no idea how much he had drunk.

After holding him downstairs staggeringly, Diana folded her hands by the counter and asked, “Do you

need me to land a hand?”

I shook my head, “Did he pay the tab?”

Diana rolled her eyes at me, “My bar is basically his now. That would be unnecessary.”

Dennis was putting all his weight on me, so I didn’t think too much about her words and just nodded

and left the bar.

I took all my strength to get him on the car and seated myself.

It took me a long time to recover and I was sweating all over my body as my clothes was soaked.

I finally understood why would they say that pregnant women were much pampered as I was about to

fall apart just by carrying him onto the car.

Sitting on the passenger seat, unlike his usual coldness and fierceness, he looked much softer against

the darkness.

He looked quite dashing today. His chiseled jawline, strong chin, muscular body, fitted suit had landed

him one of the best outstanding men in the nation.

While I was indulging in my fantasy inside, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Eyes met, I suddenly got flustered.

At the very next second, my head was suddenly filled with strong scent of liquor and his unique smoke.

He bit me on the tip of my tongue.

Coming to myself, I was quite astonished.

How come that Dennis just kissed me all of a sudden?

I was nearly out of breath because of his French kiss and was about to lose all the air in my head

before he released me.

I paused and gazed at him confusedly.

He looked quite complicated in the eye and had lost his usual cold touch.

“Dennis...”

“You got to give me my baby back!” He suddenly spoke out and then just lay back to the seat and

closed his eyes.

“I...”

I paused and didn’t know whether he was asleep or was just resting, so I just started the car and drove

to the mansion.

But Dennis’s words were echoing in my mind all the way.

Did this mean that he didn’t really repel this baby?

I got distressed when I thought about this.

To him, Olivia was his life-long responsibility. He would never leave her alone even that he had no

feelings for her.

If he knew that I kept the baby, things would get much complicated as the baby would get entangled in

this three people relationship.

It would be the best result if I chose to leave. Everybody would be contented.

Pulling over the car outside the mansion, I was truly devastated to carry Dennis upstairs.