Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 327

Dennis nodded, handed me the file directly, then raised his eyebrows. “Take a look!”

I…

Nathan smiled and looked at Dennis. “You two look like you’ve known each other forever.”

I always thought it sounded like a deliberate question.

Dennis lifted his eyebrows, slid the hair on my forehead behind my ear, and said in a warm voice, “Well, we’ve been married for seven years.”

There was a gasp in the air, and even Nathan stiffened slightly, as if he hadn’t expected it.

Dennis didn’t seem to care. He smiled when I looked up at him, “What? You don’t think I’m a decent husband enough to be Clariana’s father, so you’re pretending you don’t know me?”

This was evidently on purpose.

I froze for a moment, then pursed my lips and said nothing more.

Someone in the office began to whisper, “She’s Dennis George’s wife. Oh, my God, so...”

There were a lot of surprises.

The gossip of the past few days was dispelled by itself.

I sighed. He came to see me in the office today on purpose probably because Nathan said something to him.

“Is everything done?” Dennis said, and as he spoke, he took my hand.

I nodded and stood up.

He looked at Nathan and said, “Dinner together?”

Nathan shook his head slightly, “I’m gonna pick Joey up tonight and go visit my mom, so you guys go ahead, and we’ll take a rain check.”

We left the hotel and got into the car.

I looked sideways at him. “When did you come?”

“Just arrived!”

Along the way we talked a little, but not unfamiliar.

When Clariana came out of the school with her bag on her back, she saw Dennis from a distance and she seemed to be very happy.

She waved to Dennis with an excited face. Dennis smiled and raised his hand to greet her.

I smiled. “How’s Dr. Bennett?”

It had been a long time.

He looked sideways at me, and his hand had closed around me. “He’s gone to H Town, maybe he’s looking to expand there.”

“Is he married?” It had been four years. Diana seemed to him like a silent passer-by.

He pressed his lips together. “He probably won’t get married.”

I looked up at him with some curiosity. “Is there anyone he can’t forget?”

“Uncle Dennis!” Clariana came out, and the conversation between us ended abruptly.

He picked her up and got in the car. Dennis looked at Clariana and said, “What do you want to eat?”

“Ice cream, family bucket!” The little guy blurted out, almost without thinking.

Dennis smiled, eyes on me, and his voice was light. “You might want to ask your mom.”

Looking at me, Clariana pursed her lips and shrugged her shoulders, then said wisely, “What do you want, Mom?”

It was so hot that you could hardly eat anything at night. On reflection, I said, “Let’s eat at home!”

Clariana was a little upset. She bowed her head and said, “All right!”

Her reluctance was evident.