Chapter 271

Chapter 271 One Wrong Step and all Would be Lost 9 I went into the Gibson's to buy JD Technology Co., Ltd. to take business away from the Lewis family, but that didn’t seem necessary now.

But it had already been done. The good results were also unexpected. But with Hank gone, I didn’t know what to do next.

After leaving the office, I called Link. When he answered, I invited him to lunch.

It was already the end of the year and most people were on their New Year's holiday.

At a Chinese restaurant.

After ordering, Link looked at me and said, “Any plans for the holiday? I heard from Leo that you want to go back to Newton Town. Is there anyone else you can't let go?”

I nodded and looked at him, saying, “Yes, a very good friend of mine, and a child left behind by an old friend. The child was too young to fly back and forth, so I decided to return to Newton Town this year. You won't blame me for not celebrating New Year's with you, do you?”

He smiled and said, “You must have made your decision. Anyway, it’s your idea and I've been like this for years. I’m used to it. Is there some kind of problem between you and Dennis?”

I froze for a moment and shook my head slightly, “No, we're fine!”

He frowned, “Clara, every couple has been one from the moment they exchange wedding rings. Whatever problems you have in the future, you have to face them together. Quarrels are common. After all, you have your own temperaments and personalities, and you will interact and communicate according to your own temperament.”

“But it’s all part of the process. You can’t just break up because of a fight or something. Clara, marriage is no joke. You can't just let it go. Dennis is a business genius, but no one is perfect. I can see that he cares for you.”

I nodded, understanding what he was saying. I said, “How’s it going with the Louis family?”

When I changed the subject, he smiled and said reluctantly, “As long as Samuel Lewis doesn't take action, you'll always be safe. But oddly enough, the Louis family hasn't done much since last night's events.copy right hot novel pub They don’t seem to be doing anything about you other than suppressing the press and the media sites.”

I pressed my lips, puzzled by their behavior. I couldn’t help but wonder if they were planning something bigger.

After chatting with Link for a while, I made a visit to the Shone family in the afternoon.

I arrived at the villa a little late. Surprisingly, Dennis was reading in the living room.

In line with the rule that if we didn’t talk, we wouldn’t fight, I went straight upstairs. Nanny Daisy was gone, and the house was as empty as a ghost town.

“Now that you paid a visit to the Shone family, are you planning to visit the three at the cemetery tomorrow?” Dennis’s voice rang out with a cool chill.

I pressed my lips together, not angrily, but to say, “How did you know that?”

I always knew he had bodyguards around me, but I didn’t think he’d have someone with me at all times.

He put down his book, put his elbows on the sofa, and looked coolly at me, “What are you bringing to see him? There doesn’t seem to be much to bring to the dead.”

I frowned, thinking he was being a little too mean. “Dennis, while I’m leaving you alone, I want you to leave me alone, too.

I had neither the mood nor the energy to argue with him, nor felt the need to.

I turned and went upstairs to my bedroom. The New Year was just around the corner and I couldn't sleep, so I dug out my suitcase and packed up some of the things I needed to take back to Newton Town.

Dennis followed me and saw me packing, his handsome face getting even gloomier. He snatched the clothes out of my hand and threw the suitcase on the ground in a fit of rage.

“Even if you want to go, shouldn’t you at least go through the motions? Clara Kennedy, we’ve been married for three years, but you're just gonna walk away without saying a word. Is this the politeness you always talk about?”

“Dennis, I don’t want to argue with you.

Like I said, we should all take a break from each other. If both of us feel that we can't continue this marriage, then we can part on good terms!”

I sighed, tired. “There’s always a way out for everything. You’re an adult, and so am I. You needn’t get mad at me like that. It doesn’t make much sense.”

He sneered. “Then what makes sense? You want a divorce? What’s the reason? Have I been unkind to you? Or am I being too hard on you? You’re so eager to go because you think that now that you’re one of the Kennedy family, with them to cling to, I’m no longer useful to you as a husband, is that it?”

“Use a man and throw him away. Clara, it’s rare to see someone as heartless as you.”

I raised my head to suppress my gloom, but I could not. I looked at him and said, “So what do you want from me? You get mad at me when I’m having a good conversation with you, and now when I shut up and try to give you time to calm down you call me cruel. Dennis, even if I’m a machine, don’t you have to type in Settings before you tell it to do anything? You said nothing and let me guess. I’m not a god. I can’t read minds. I can’t possibly guess what you want.”

He dropped his eyes, cold and indifferent. Then he said in a deep voice, “You need to leave Hank alone. Don’t touch anything about him, including his family.”

I frowned.

The Gibson family didn’t need me, but the Shone family...

Seeing that I was silent for a long time, he raised his hand to my jaw and gave it a little hard squeeze, “Say it!”

“What do you want me to say?” Was I to say yes? But I knew I couldn’t stop visiting them. Hank saved my life. How could I not even take a look at him?

“Don’t set your mind on a dead man!”

I frowned and said irritably, “Dennis, can you skip Hank?”

He always called Hank dead man, which was very disrespectful, not even to a stranger.

He sneered, “Skip it? How? My wife would freak out when she saw another man’s shadow in the crowd. She cared for his family even when he was dead. Clara, don’t tell me you're only grateful to him.”

Please Love Me, Mr. George Chapter 270 One Wrong Step and all Would be Lost 8 “You know Hank better than I do. Would he help a stranger out of compassion? No! You know better than I do why he approached you in the first place. But even when you know, you still indulge his care and affection for you. Do you know what it’s called?”

He paused, fixed his eyes on me, and said, “It’s selfish!”

I pressed my lips together, looked into his dark eyes, pulled out a sudden smile, and nodded. “Well, I’m selfish. So, before it’s too late, you can separate yourself from this selfish woman and leave me alone.”

I raised my hand and pushed him away, my eyes watering. Moved, he held up his hand and pulled me.

I lowered my voice and shouted at him, “Go away!"