After a while of silence, I looked at him, âDid you see him?â
Dennis raised his eyebrows, his eyes were calm, âWho?â
âHank Gibson!â
He said âMhm-hmmâ, but didnât seem to care about it, âCome on and eat. Itâs getting cold.â
Seeing his reaction, I then lowered my head to eat and didnât say anything else.
After dinner, it was already a little late. Dennis seemed to be busy and his phone kept ringing.
The room attendant came in and took away the cutlery. I sat on the sofa and watched TV, but I wasn't into it at all.
After he finished the call, he came to my side, pulled me into his arms, and said in a warm voice, âWould you like to go out for a walk, babe?â
I shook my head, âWhat's wrong?â
He smiled gently, âI am just wondering if you would be interested in doing some exercise to help with digestion?â
I...
âLet's go!â He got up as if he really intended to pull me into bed.
âNo, I want to watch TV!â I said, and my eyes fixated on the TV.
He put his mouth close to my ear and said in a hoarse voice, âYou're going back to Newton Town tomorrow, are you sure you don't want to go out fora walk?â
âHoney, I donât want to!â
It was freezing outside, besides, we had just come back from the hotel, so even though I understood that Dennis had meant well, I still didnât want to go out again for the walk.
Seeing that I was acting lazy, Dennis dropped the idea and went ahead to do his work seated in front of the computer. I grabbed a book instead.
Because my back and waist were sore and feeling uncomfortable, so I simply lay down on the bed to read. But maybe because of the long-term exposure to the cold, my waist was still painfully sore. I clasped my hands behind my back to rub on it, but my posture seemed funny and weird.
Dennis immediately got up and sat beside me, âWhere did it hurt, babe?â
âMy back and waist, they are very sore.â He raised his hand and rubbed below the area of the sphenoid, and he asked, âIs it here?â
âA bit closer to the middle!â
Perhaps he had never done anything like this for girls since he was a child, so he wasn't great at controlling his strength for a while.
Instead, he worsened my back pain. I simply avoided his hand, threw the book aside, and glared at him, âAre you kneading dough?â
He laughed, âDid I hurt you? Iâm sorry, babe!â
I pursed my lips, âOf course you did!â
Dennis stretched out his hand and pulled me into his arms. His voice was a little rough, âI wasn't good at it. Can I do it again?â
I...
Somehow his words sounded so lustful.
I raised my hand to push him away, and he held me close instead. He sat on the bed and I was hugged by him dearly.
Noticing the minor changes of his breaths, I couldn't help but glare at him, âDennis, you...â
âI can't hold it, babe.â
I...
He was such a flirty rascal!
I pursed my lips, suppressed my anger, and said in a sullen voice, âDr.Bennett said, if you donât restrain yourself, you will get into trouble in the future.â
He smiled, âItâs not within my control!â
I pushed him away and said solemnly, âBe easy, okay? Iâm going to bed. I have to go back to Newton Town tomorrow.â
He didnt move at all. He was still holding me in his arms.
I was speechless, âDennis, donât mess around!â
He hugged me and did not do anything else.
After a while, he got up and went into the bathroom, and when he came out, he looked much calmer.
Probably because I had Dennis by my side, I slept extremely well. When I woke up the next day, it was snowing heavily in Country M.
I thought the flight would be delayed, but it didnât.
I didnât meet Marcus until I got to the airport. The guy didnât seem happy to see me. Seeing Dennis pulling on me, he snorted and sneered, âThose who didnât know would assume Dennis has kept a mistress outside, and you have to follow him around 24/7 to keep an eye on him. The business trip only lasts a few days. Are you sure you had to come over?â
I pursed my lips, a little embarrassed.
Staring at Marcus, Dennis was a little upset, âIf you are envious, you should find yourself a loving and caring wife. Stop talking nonsense here.â
Marcus was deflated, so he turned around to get his ticket instead.
Dennis took me directly to the boarding gate. We arrived just in time, so I didnât have to wait for a long time.
After entering the first class, Dennis asked the flight attendant for a blanket and pressed the seat down. The first-class seat was spacious. Dennis worried that I would be bored, so he opened a video for me.
He lay down beside me, pulled me into his arms, and said in a deep voice, âYou have to fly for more than ten hours, what TV shows would you like to watch?â
I wasnât used to binge-watching TV shows. But I remembered, back in college, Diana had stayed up all night binge-watching a Korean drama.
Thinking of the title of the drama show, I couldn't help but say, âLetâs watch a Korean drama. How about My Love from the Star?â
He raised his eyebrows, âSure!â
We found the Korean drama and started watching from the first episode. It was rare for Dennis to watch these with me in such a focused way, and surprisingly, he didnât feel bored at all.
When Marcus came in, he was speechless when he saw the two of us, âYou guys, get a room. This is a public place! What are you doing?â
The screen was playing the scene where Gianna Jun had met Do Min-Jun in the elevator. I looked away, glanced at Marcus, and said, âWatching some Korean drama, would you like to join us?â
Marcusâs eyes fell on Dennis, and the corners of his mouth twitched, âDude, you are doomed now.â
Dennis looked up at him, and raised his brows, âHey! Join us or leave us!â
Marcus...
After the plane took off, Marcus himself was probably bored, so he simply clicked on the video player and looked at me sideways, âWhat are you guys watching?â
And before I spoke, Dennis had given him a response.
Dennis, âMy Love from the Star.â
Marcus...
âIsnât it a sad ending to fall in love with an alien?â He muttered, but still clicked on the search button.
Perhaps it was because we had been watching the drama, the time seemed to have passed by a lot more quickly than my flight to Country M. After over ten hours, we were arriving in Newton Town.
Just when I saw the plot where Professor Do was about to leave, I started tearing up and crying along with the show unconsciously.
Dennis handed me a tissue, âDonât be sad, babe. They will be together in the end.â
I looked up at him with my eyes teared up, âHow do you know?â
He raised his eyebrows, âRomance dramas always end with a happily ever after.â
I...
I didn't know what to say for a second.
We were at the Newton Town airport now.
When we got out of the airport, it was already early in the morning. I had spent the whole flight watching the drama, so at this time, sleepiness struck me.
Dennis had arranged for the driver to pick us up in advance. I was sleepy, so when I got into the car, Dennis hugged me and signaled for me to sleep without worries.
I didnât even know how I got to T Villas.
And when I woke up, it was already the next day.
Dennis was not around. His warmth under the quilt already faded away.
So I got up and took a shower.
When I went downstairs, I saw that Nanny Daisy was still busy. In Newton Town, it had begun to warm up, and the sun already rose around seven or eight oâclock.
âMs. Clara, you are up. The breakfast is ready. Come on over and have some.â Daisy seemed to be in a good mood, cleaning the table and humming a little tune.
I seated at the table and took a few bites - I had a good appetite.
The major companies had already started work after the holiday, and Stones Washington had sent several messages asking when I would be back in City P.
The new product launch was about to start.
I thought about it and decided to go back in two days.
Please Love Me, Mr. George ï¤Chapter 302: The Mysterious Man 14
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