He looked at Yara and smiled at himself, âYara, itâs not that she canât live without me, itâs that I canât live without her. I never learned how to love her, which is why I broke her all over the place along the way. Itâs not that I only love her, itâs that I donât have the ability to love after meeting her. I want to keep her, no matter what happens in this life, I want to protect her as much as possible. The past is the past. The future is what matters, isnât it?â
I stood there, looking at him, feeling an unspeakable pain in my heart. My eyes fell on the ring on his finger, which, yes, he never seemed to remove.
Yara probably didnât expect him to say that. She opened her mouth for a moment, but had nothing to say.
She looked up at me with a self-deprecating look, then she shook her head and walked away in a daze.
I turned and went back to my bedroom. I never thought about who I was to Dennis. I knew he loved me and cared for me, but I never thought he would be so affectionate.
Lying in bed, I was completely awake. When Dennis came in, I was still staring.
Seeing him come in, I unconsciously closed my eyes, but he caught me. âWhatâs wrong? Why are you still awake?â
I paused for a moment. âProbably because of the change of the room.â Then I regretted it. How could I say that when it was my room four years ago?
With a slight frown and smile, he walked over to me, lay down and pulled me close to him. âMaybe itâs because I wasnât there.â
I laughed, feeling a little dazed.
It was not cold in September, but it was chilly. In the middle of the night, I was a little cold, so I looked for heat to get into his arms, and then he held me close.
A touch of pain actually began to spread in my heart. We all didnât know what the future would be, so we might as well live the present!
...
The next day.
The sun was dancing through the screen in my bedroom, and I woke up, a little confused, to find Dennis sitting on the edge of the bed working on papers.
I said, âDennis!â I thought it was a dream, but he looked up at me with starlight in his eyes. With hindsight, I realized that it really seemed to be him.
He put the papers away, stood up and kissed me, smiling. âWant to go out with me later?â
I dulled. âIs it work?â
He smiled. âSort of! Itâs a fine day. You can go out for a walk.â
I nodded.
The publicity shooting of HY Technology Co., Ltd. That was half the reason Dennis came to Newton Town.
The location was chosen in an outdoor studio. Dennis didnât need to go, but he seemed to think he could take me for a walk, so he did.
In such a large studio, the staff were busy. Before entering the studio, Dennis got a call saying he needed to check something out.
He frowned. âDidnât you prepare in advance?â
âItâs Gibson's project. Mr. Gibson said on the phone that he needs to talk to you.â
Dennis was a little angry, but still didnât show anything. He nodded and smiled. âOkay!â
He hung up the phone and looked at me. Before he could speak, I smiled and said, âGo ahead. I can walk alone. If you follow me, I might look like a monkey again.â
This was true. There were not many people in the George Group who didnât know Dennis. Seeing him with a woman, there might be something to gossip about.
He nodded, called Toby, asked him to show me around, and left.
Toby was following me. I walked a few steps and looked back at him awkwardly. âI can walk by myself. You can go and do your business.â
He shook his head. âI can be your guide.â
I smiled helplessly. There was not much difference between him following me and Dennis following me.
Fortunately, I saw someone standing in front of the studio, whom I hadnât seen in a long time. I lost my mind for a few seconds, smiled, walked up and said, âJackie!â
After four years, she seemed to be getting better and better.
Seeing me, she was more surprised than expected. Then, without waiting for me to react, she took a few steps to hug me and said excitedly, âWhatâs going on? Where have you been all these years? Why is there no word from you? You reported all your contact information lost, you...â
âIâm back!â I started to smile. I did change everything when I left four years ago.
It would be hard to find me if you didnât try very hard.
Jackie relented. Seeing Toby following me, she looked at me. âDid Mr. George bring you here?â
I nodded. âI came out for a walk, and you can take me for a walk.â I looked at Toby and smiled, âMr. Rollins, can I ask Jackie to show me around?â
Toby nodded and said, âI wonât bother you. Madam, you can contact me if you need anything.â
As he walked away, I looked at Jackie and smiled. âThank you for showing up, or I might have been looking like a monkey later.â
She nodded and smiled. âMr. Rollins is Mr. Georgeâs favorite guy, and to be followed like that, hat in hand, was really going to get a lot of attention.
Come on, Iâll show you around.â
She quipped, âYou can rest easy with me. Iâm just a planning manager, and youâre not going to be treated like a monkey.â
As I followed Jackie into the studio, she asked me about the past four years and introduced me about the George Groupâs film industry.
It was kind of breezy.
âMiss Wells, publicity says Bernice Miller is sick today and canât make it to the set. What do we do? Now that everything is ready, how can the actress not come at the last minute?â
Jackie was surprised for a moment and frowned, âHow did that happen? It takes a week to set up the studio and shoot the scene. Now weâre just waiting to shoot. The weather and temperature today are perfect for taking photos. Whatâs the matter with her? Why so suddenly?â
At this time several responsible persons were also around. They all panicked and said, âThe promo is scheduled to come out tomorrow. Journalists and media have been informed in advance, if we donât shoot today, it will affect the reputation of the George Group.â
âThatâs right. If the publicity film is not released on time, we will not only lose labor costs and material costs, but also affect the stock of the George Group.â
âI think Bernice Miller did it on purpose. Is it okay to be so arrogant? After a few trips with Mr. George, she really thought she was a queen.â
âYeah. She used to play the big girl, but now that Iâs so serious and urgent, how can she just not come?â
They were worried and complaining and didnât know what to do.
Please Love Me, Mr. George ï¤Chapter 334 Going Back to City P 9 Seeing Jackie staring at me, I gasped, âWhatâs wrong?â
She pressed her lips together. âDonât you think you look a lot like Bernice Miller?â
It was loud enough for everyone around to hear. I was speechless for a moment, of course I knew.
Looking at her, I couldnât help frowning, âWhatâs wrong?â
She looked at me eagerly, âClara, will you do me a favor?â
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