Chapter 340

Dennis did a great job with Clarie’s school thing. I hardly bothered.

That night, I was in the bedroom sorting out the clothes I bought in HL Area. They were all cheap clothes, but I was used to wearing them and felt comfortable.

After finishing some company business, Dennis came in to see me folding laundry. He came over to me and took the laundry from my hand, smiling, “I’ll do it!”

He had long fingers like jade and was wearing a million-dollar watch on his wrist. I was thinking that a contract with these hands would be enough for me to live my life uneventfully.

Seeing me in a daze, he lifted his eyes and asked gently, “What are you thinking?”

I put his folded clothes in the closet and smiled. “Clarie’s scheduled for school, so I should get a job and start working.”

He nodded, but disapprovingly. “You can rest more days.”

I pressed my lips together. “It’s been half a month. That’s enough.”

“How about the George Group?” He said, and then put the clothes in the closet. Glancing at the clothes in the closet, he seemed to think I didn’t like them very much. Then he paused and said, “If you don’t like them, I’ll buy something else.”

I shook my head, “There’s no need!” These were all specially designed and expensive. I was not particular about clothes. Comfort was my priority. No matter how much he bought, it would be decoration.

Without arguing with me about it, he turned back, pulled me onto the bed, and said gently, “Think about it. How about going back to the George Group?”

I wanted to say no outright, but because of his temper, I said, “On the one hand, I want to work. On the other hand, I want to do what I love. The George group is great, but nine-to-five is about living. If it was before, I would go to the George group more than anyone, but now I have you, I don’yt need to worry about life, so, I want to do my own thing.”

He listened and smiled. “What do you want to do?”

“I had always wanted to apply for the law major of P University, but my score in the college entrance examination was not so good, so I stayed in J University. Now that I have time, I want to apply for the postgraduate study of P University and continue to study law.” It was my dream when I was young, and to be able to pick it up at the age of 30 is a great stroke of luck.

He nodded, smiled and said, “Ok, do you need to sign up for a training course? I’ll leave it to Toby.”

I chuckled and looked up at him. “Do you feel like you have two daughters?”

He chuckled. “I’m so lucky that you came back and let you do what you like. It’s worth my life.”

Leaning against his heart, listening to his heartbeat, I could not help but set my mind at ease. The future was far away, we could not predict it. All we could do was to live at the present.

September in City P was not cold, the temperature was suitable. The light in the bedroom was dim, and I slept so long during the day that I couldn’t sleep at night.

Dennis was busy. He’d been in the study doing some paperwork. I got up in the middle of the night to drink water. When I saw the light in the study was still on, I couldn’t help pouring a glass of water and knocking on the door.

In the study, the computer screen had been black, the files on the desk were neatly folded. It seemed that he should have done with the work.

He was leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes. He opened his eyes and asked, “Can’t sleep?”

I nodded, put my water glass in front of him, leaned on my desk, and looked at him. “It’s getting late,” I said. “Let’s go to bed early if you’re done with your work.”

Staying up late seemed too much for one’s old age.

His eyes narrowed slightly and he smiled. “Are you inviting me?”

It took me a long time to figure out what he meant, and my face blushed and I said, “Good night!”

Then I got up to go back to my bedroom. From HL Area to City P, he treated me with the courtesy of a gentleman and never went beyond it.

I would have overlooked all this had it not been for the gloom in his eyes.\

I had not gone a few steps when he stopped me. “Clara, talk to me!”

I was stunned. I turned my head to see the exhaustion on his face. It must be the thing on the business.

I couldn’t help returning to his side, raised my hand and stroked his brow, and said softly, “How long has it been since you had a good sleep?”

He looked up at me, put his arm around me, put his head against my stomach, and whispered, “Four years!”

His short words stiffened me a little.

He put his arm around me, his voice tired. “I’m used to having you around.”

His hair was short and strong, and seemed longer than before. “Your hair is long and needs cutting off!”

“Yeah!” His voice was heavy and he seemed to be asleep.

I looked at the time. It was early in the morning, and I said, “Dennis, go back to bed.”

He said OK, looking tired and dragging me back to the bedroom. We used to sleep in separate beds.

But in the bedroom, he dragged me to the bed, holding me tight, and he looked tired.

Seeing this, I didn’t have the heart to continue to disturb him, so I leaned into his arms and closed my eyes and went to sleep.

I slept soundly that night. When I woke up, I was surrounded by Dennis, who was still sleeping.

His features were handsome, his dark eyes closed, and his curling lashes were particularly beautiful. He slept peacefully, without the usual publicity wanton, he was exceptionally warm and peaceful now.

I brushed my hand against his curling eyelashes. There was a slight touch on my fingertips and he woke up.

Our eyes met and his eyes were deep. His dark, starlike eyes moved slightly. “Are you awake?” His voice was deep and husky.

I nodded and moved my body. I wanted to come out of his arms and be held down by him. “It’s still early. We can get some more sleep!”

I looked at my watch. He was usually out by this time, so I said, “Don’t you need to go to the office today?”

He smiled. “I don’t mind being a little late.”

Sure enough. He was the boss!

But I couldn’t sleep, so I said, “I can’t fall sleep.”

He nodded and said in a low, dark voice, “Lie down with me for a while.”

I lay down beside him and stared at the ceiling, but then I blushed. “Dennis, are you...”

“It’s a normal reaction, every day!” He looked at me sideways, “Clara, I’m a man, it’s normal.”

Please Love Me, Mr. George Chapter 339 Who’s the Stand-in Anyway? 4 I knew it was normal, but I couldn’t help pressing my lips together. “You need to let go of me, I need to get up.”

He didn’t move, but his breath was strong. “It’ll be all right in a minute.”

I...

Lying next to him, I felt a little uneasy. My body stiffened and my lips closed.

After a long time, he got up, went to the bathroom, and came out after a long time.

I...

He came out of the bathroom, his face calmer than ever, and he looked at me and smiled. “Did I scare you?”

I shook my head, still blushing. “The nurse just came by to say breakfast is ready.”

He nodded, smiled and motioned for me to wash.

It had been four years! Even if there was no divorce, four years of separation could be considered divorce.