Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 222

“Sounds great!” Saying so, Dennis hung up the call.

I was hiding under the quilt so I didn’t see what he did exactly. He shut the lights a while later and lay in bed.

Dennis pulled the corner of the quilt I was using to cover myself up, and he said, “Clara, the winter here in City P is freezing, which is nothing like in Newton Town. If you don’t share the quilt with me, you would have to call 911 for me in the morning.”

After saying so, he lay next to me quietly, without pulling anymore the quilt around me.

Hearing the sound of his breathing, I assumed he must have fallen asleep. I couldn’t help sticking my head out of the quilt, and through the dim light, I saw most of his body exposed.

He usually wears a pair of pajamas, but today he was obviously showing it on purpose.

After a while, his skin felt a little cold. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, I couldn’t help but cover him with the quilt wrapped around me.

He grabbed my hand suddenly, and he caught the opportunity to get under the quilt with me. He hugged me, and an air of cold surrounded me instantly.

“So you do care about me? You are worried that I would catch a cold, right?”

I was so angry that I just wanted to kick him with my foot, but he was fast enough to already have held me down, “ Your foot is recovering - Watch out, babe, don’t get hurt again.”

“Dennis George, you bastard!” I yelled at him, pouting my mouth, and looked at him with disappointment.

He hugged me into his arms, and said gently, “Marcus didn’t mean to upset you. You should blame me but no one else. I should have told everyone that we are married and introduced you to them properly. But I am starting up here in City P, and I have been swamped with work. City P is full of competitions. I have to be very careful and not let anyone know my weak spot. Or I fear I won’t be able to protect you.”

He sighed and hugged me even more tightly.

I pursed my lips with unspoken feelings piling up suddenly. I understood that he had to deal with a lot of challenges and difficulties, so I never forced him to do anything.

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I had a good night’s sleep. The next morning, City P woke up to a sunny day after several rainy ones.

Dennis wasn’t in the bedroom. I moved my body - My ankle still hurt. I got out of bed and freshened up.

Nanny Daisy served breakfast. There were two people following behind Daisy, Dennis and Mario.

Daisy saw that I had gotten out of bed, she put down the breakfast on the bedside stand and said, “It’s such a sunny day! It seems like it’s going to snow - probably in the next couple of days. Ms. Clara, please freshen up and enjoy breakfast first. I would love to take you to check out the new blossoms on the plum trees in our yard. They have bloomed since yesterday, looking gorgeous!”

I was a bit surprised as I hadn’t seen plum blossoms in Newton Town before. I barely saw snow before, either. And hearing Nanny Daisy bring it up, I now couldn’t stop thinking that it was going to snow in the next few days - I couldn’t help smiling, “Sounds great, let’s go!”

Nanny Daisy went downstairs. Dennis asked Mario to check on my twisted ankle.

“The ligament was torn. Apply some medication, rest for a few days and it’ll be just fine.” Mario said so after he took a look at it for me and threw the plastic gloves in the trash.

Dennis nodded, looked at me, and said, “Grab something to eat and get some rest early. Mario and I will be in the study. Call me if you need anything, okay?”

I nodded - I did seem a bit more well-behaved.

Dennis and Mario walked out of the bedroom. I just woke up and hadn’t freshened up yet - I dragged myself out of bed.

After all, it takes time to recover from an injury. As soon as the soles of my feet landed on the floor, a piercing pain almost took my breath away instantly. However, luckily I got used to it a few steps later.

I freshened up quickly and went back to the bedside. I couldn’t help but take a deep breath. I overestimated myself. Now I feared I wouldn’t be able to go in for work today.

I reached out for a glass of water, but I accidentally dropped it and the glass broke.

Someone opened the bedroom door when I was bending over trying to pick up the broken glasses. Dennis walked in with a look of anger, “Did you burn yourself? Did you get hurt?”

He walked toward me, held me up, and put me back on the bed. He looked so strict with his lips tightly closed.