Chapter 368

“Do you blame me for that?” He was so close to me that I could feel his warm breath.

I shook my head, “That was long ago. I just feel that Yara, like me in the past, is loving someone that is loving her and in such a humble manner.”

He looked at me, “It’s the supreme luck to be with the one you love without hurting anyone else.”

I knew he was blaming himself.

Embracing his neck and burying my head into his arms, I said seriously, “Dennis, I am not blaming you. Nobody has ever taught us how to love. And we just grope attentively. Although we have regrets along the way, we are finally in love with each other.”

I paused and concluded, “I hope Leo could see his heart soon.”

Yara had been with him for ten years and had never been loved. Rather, she took care of him as if she were his mother. And he had always been surrounded by women. But she never thought of herself as one deserving love and was never jealous.

Even if she felt pain, she wouldn’t show it to others and would rather chew the pain herself.

Leo was used to her accompany and couldn’t probably live without her.

Dennis kissed my forehead and restarted the car slowly.

Back into the house, Clarrie was sleeping. I tucked her quilt and came to the sitting room.

Dennis just had a shower and was looking at his phone on the sofa.

I watched the clock and told him, “It’s time for sleep.”

He put down his phone and smiled at me.

I couldn’t help but found him very charming.

“Why are you smiling?”

“I am happy.”

Of course, I knew he was happy, but with what?

Seeing he wouldn’t explain, I just let it go and went into the bedroom.

He followed me and hugged me from behind, “You are beautiful when you are nagging.”

I was speechless, “This is very banal.”

How could anyone like being nagged?

In bed, he held me in his arms and touched my belly with his hands, “Does it hurt?”

Right. He meant my period.

I shook my head and smiled, “You remember this! You are so busy with work.”

He smiled, “I have the record on my phone. I just checked it.”

Oh.

Fine.

Yara’s words suddenly came to my mind.

I rolled over to face him, “Dennis, how about taking the intrauterine device tomorrow?”

His smile faded, “What’s wrong?”

I didn’t know how to explain it. Mario said that that very thing might cause permanent infertility. I had always thought Dennis would take it out someday but he thought differently.

“I want a child with you,” I said this only to make him take it out.

He squinted his eyes, “It’s not time yet.”

I frowned, “Why?”

“Mario couldn’t get Clarrie back unless he files a lawsuit. If you are pregnant with my child, he will probably win her back in the court.”

He seemed emotionless yet resigned.

Yeah. Mario and he were equal in wealth and social status.

And in front of the law.

He held my hands, “We can wait before we have a child. There is no need to hurry.”

“But that device would harm your health. And we can take precautions if we are not in a hurry to have a child.”

Even if I had a child and Mario filed a lawsuit, I could resort to Link for help. I didn’t care about morality. And Link would crush Mario’s attempt.

Dennis smiled, “You are worried about me?”

I pressed my lips and said gravely, “You must think it over. I mean it. We had better have a child as soon as possible if we want a child. Or I might be an older mother. If I die with my baby when I am giving birth, you will bother yourself with the trouble of getting a new wife.”

I admitted I was kind of telling a joke but not completely.

I knew he was worried about me and Clarrie.

He knew how important Clarrie was to me and that my disease might become more severe if Clarrie was taken away from me.

He rather stayed childless for me.

But life was long and we had only traveled one-third of the journey.

And the rest of the journey was so unpredictable that it would not harm if we could seize the day and have a child.

He hugged me, “That won’t happen.”

What wouldn’t happen? Me and my baby dying? Or getting a new wife?

I slept soundly that night. I had several broken dreams but couldn’t recall them when I woke up.

It was nine in the morning.

What a long sleep.

Dennis was still in the room.

I was surprised, “You don’t go to work today?”

He smiled in his pajama, “It’s the weekend. I’ll have a rest and stay with you.”

I smiled.

Please Love Me, Mr. George Chapter 367 After I Met You (11)

Then I sensed something wrong.

I was in my period and part of the sheet was wet.

Dennis noticed my embarrassing expression and asked, “Are you okay?”

I shook my head and managed to hide my awkwardness, “Clarrie is probably up and you can go check if she is hungry.”

He nodded and left.

I rose and drew the bedclothes.

Crap.

It was quite a lot.