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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 299

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Last time when Leo had seen me watching Murder on the Orient Express on the plane and had complained that I was boring, “Who would enjoy watching this kind of suspense movie on the plane?”

Aware of my gaze, the girl looked at me sideways, took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of big blue eyes, raised her eyebrows, and said, “It’s you again!”

I smiled, “I’m sorry about just now. I’m really sorry.”

She shrugged and said, “Stop apologizing. I’ve moved on. Don’t worry about it.”

Seeing the book in my hand, she wowed and said in surprise, “You and I are reading the same book. My Gibson says that he likes girls who love reading.”

I was stunned for a while. I couldn’t help thinking that this girl was so cute, so I smiled, “The flight time is too long, so I am reading to kill the time.”

She agreed, “My Gibson always says that he always likes to bring a book on the plane to help pass the time, so now I am used to bringing a book with me.”

Her words sounded like sweet complaints. But she kept talking about her Gibson, I couldn’t help laughing, “Did you get married at such a young age?”

She was a little shy, “Not yet. We just got engaged, and the wedding is in May.”

The plane took off and the stewardess came forward to secure the tray-table and double-check the luggage compartment.

There was a turbulence time for a few minutes just after the plane took off. I closed the book, closed my eyes, and rested for a while.

I had already flown more than half of the way, so it didn’t take long for me to arrive after the transfer.

Finally, I arrived at the Country M airport.

After such a long flight, plus I had stayed up late for two days before I boarded, I felt a bit dizzy after getting off the plane.

The blonde girl saw that my face was not very good, she took the initiative to step forward and asked, “Miss, do you need help?”

I shook my head and smiled gently, “No, thank you. Maybe it was because I just got off the plane, I am feeling a little under the weather. I should be fine in a while.”

She held me by my arm, seated me in the resting area beside me, handed me a glass of water, and said, “Have some water first and get some rest.”

After taking the water, I smiled, “Thank you!”

A big part of the reason for my dizziness was that I hadn’t had enough sleep. After sitting there for a while, the blonde girl looked at me and said, “Did you come to M country to meet your friends?”

I nodded, “My husband is here for work, I am just here to see him.”

She said in surprise, “But you look so young, what a surprise! I didn’t know you were married!”

I smiled and said, “Likewise! And congratulations on your engagement!”

It seemed that when we mentioned her fiancé, she got easily shy, “Aw, thank you! I can’t wait for the wedding!”

As she said that, the cell phone in her pocket rang, she glanced at me apologetically, and whispered, “I have to take this!”

After speaking, she answered the phone sweetly. She said to the phone, “Hey, honey. I just arrived at the airport. I met a young lady just now, but she is feeling a bit under the weather. I am helping her out. But I am coming out soon.”

After she said so, I was not sure what was said on the other end of the call, but she pouted and complained, “Hey, I haven’t finished speaking yet!”

She put away the phone, looked at me, and said, “Let’s go. Let’s go out together. Where are you going? Perhaps we can drop you by your destination.”

I smiled and said gratefully, “Thank you, but I’ll call a cab instead. I appreciate your kindness!”

Hearing what I said, she smiled, “My name is Jane Shaw, you can just call me Janey. How about you?”

“Clara, Clara George!”

She nodded and thought about it, “Nice to meet you, Clara! But I’ll take my fiancé's last name and officially become Jane Shaw Gibson after we get married. Ha-ha! That sounds nice!”

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