Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 103 Being Haunted

“My decision over my divorce has nothing to do with you! Leo, I do appreciate your concern about me.

But there is nothing else I am gonna pay you besides appreciation. Please, leave me alone for the sake

of our family bond, Thank you!”

After saying that, I stood up and added, “Thank you for the tea. It’s getting late. I gotta go now.” Before

he could utter, I straightly walked out of the box.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, I heard cups being smashed on the ground inside the box. But I

didn’t stop. Then I walked down the corridor and headed downstairs.

Diana was waiting for me in the lobby. Seeing me, she trotted to me and asked worriedly, “Are you

alright? Did he threaten you?”

I held her trembling hands and shook my head, “No. It’s getting late. Let’s go back home.”

She raised her head to cast a glimpse mixed with great horror at the second floor, where there stood

Leo as he walked out of the box. He silently gazed at us with a gloomy and horrible-looking face.

Diana couldn’t help grabbing my hands harder. She then nodded, “Alright, let’s go home.”

Then she led me out of the café without looking back.

As we got back to the accommodation, it had been in the small hours. After washing ourselves up, we

went to bed together. I found it hard to sleep alone as some kinds of horror had been haunting me

recently. Thanks to Diana, I finally fell asleep with her by my side.

As Hensley Town was famous for its nice weather, the sun shone brightly in the next morning. At 7:00

AM, a ray of sunlight squeezed in through the gap between curtains. The light spots scattered around

the room, looking amazing.

I kept gazing at the ceiling blankly for a while. Then the phone on the night table began to buzz. I

reached out my head to grab it and checked the caller’s number, which seemed to be quite familiar to

me.

But I couldn’t tell who it was within seconds. So I picked it up, “Hello?”

“Where are you?” a cold but familiar voice sounded. I paused and realized that it was Mario. I couldn’t

help exclaiming, “Doctor Mario?”

I was surprised at his cold voice as he always talked to me with gentle manners.

Mario seemed to pause for seconds. Then his voice softened a bit, “Clara? You are now with Diana?”

I took a look at the phone. Not until then did I notice that it was Diana’s.

I paused out of surprise and replied, “How are you doing these days?”

I heard from Luis that he had been kept in ICU. And now he should recover. I was about to ask

something about Dennis. But I still held it back.

“Well, I have gone through all kinds of surgeries. Marcus told me what happened to the George Group.

Don’t worry. I will be back to Newton Town tomorrow. Then I will have a talk with Dennis.” His voice

sounded soft. I could tell he was trying to comfort me.

I nodded, feeling a bit relieved, “I am fine. But I have left Newton Town. I will be return in a few days.”

“Where are you?” he asked. Perhaps he himself was aware of his anxious tone just now. So he paused

and continued, “Are you leaving for a few days to relax yourselves?”

I didn’t notice something wrong. So I replied, “Yeah, we are relaxing ourselves in Hensley Town.”

Diana, who was sleeping next to me, was woken up by our conversation. She turned around to look at

me. She said with slightly hoarse voice, “Who’s calling?”

I whispered to answer, “Doctor Mario. He is calling for you.” While saying, I handed her the phone.

A sudden change appeared on her expression. She took the phone, got off the bed and walked to the

balcony.

I stood up as well to grab my phone. I took a look at it but found no text from Dennis.

I held back the sense of depression growing in my mind. Then I walked into the bathroom to wash

myself up.

As I walked out of the bathroom, Diana looked at me with a worried face.

I paused and then asked, “What’s wrong?”

“You told him we are here in Hensley Town?”

I nodded. But soon I realized something unusual. So I asked tentatively, “You are pregnant with the

baby of Doctor Mario?”

“No!” her denial slipped out of her mouth. She paused and added, “I need to wash myself up. Pack up

your stuffs. We are leaving for a village to stay for a few days.”

I was rendered stunned, “What? Why the village? We have just arrived in Hensley Town.”

“Dennis should be back to Newton Town. Why not return to meet him and have a clear talk?” she

looked a bit sullen while saying. Then she continued weakly, “Clara, I wanna get my life free from them.

Though you have resigned from the George Group, you can still return to spend the rest of your life

with Dennis if you find it hard to leave him. If you decide to let it go, let’s leave together and stay away

from them, will you?”

Of course, she was referring to Dennis and Mario.

As decisive as she had been, I never doubted if she would hesitate once she was determined.

I paused, feeling a fearful mess in my heart. Should I continue my marriage with Dennis? But I would

never forget about the story between him and Olivia—including the past, the present and the future.

However, once I decided to leave Dennis, I still failed to let go of my feelings. And the baby in my belly

also contributed to part of the reason. I couldn’t bear to deprive my baby of the love of father.

Seeing that I went blank, she sighed, “Alright. You should continue with your marriage with Dennis.

After all, you won’t be determined enough to leave him before your disappointment grows to the point.”

She paused and entered the bathroom, speechless.

While walking out, she rubbed to dry her hair. Then she said to me, “What do you want to eat?”

“Whatever.” Actually, I rather admired her for her decisive attitude. When it came to make decisions, I

always disappointed myself because of indecision.

Hensley Town was indeed a nice place for living. Everyone here was enjoying a relaxed pace of life

with relatively low cost for both necessities and housing. The weather was moderate. The food here

varies a lot and it tasted nice. Wonderful scenery could be seen all over the place in both downtown

and uptown area.

In spring, the whole city would be decorated with Sakura while summer would be beatified with

jacaranda. As autumn arrived, golden maple leaves gilt every inch of the city while white snow painted

silver in winter.

No wonder Mario once recommended me to live here.

As a foodie plus with pregnancy, Diana, who had been free from the burden of diet and also the

morning sickness, had been indulging herself in all kinds of food with me during these two days.

A few days later, Diana planned to leave for a village. But I didn’t go with her.

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I got a train ticket back to Newton Town while Diana to the village. We separated in the railway station. I

got into the train and found my seat next to the window.

I still remembered a country music repeated in my hometown when I was young, the lyrics of which

was about separation from friends. At that time, I couldn’t tell why it was so popular among adults.

Now I knew it symbolized the youth of that generation, who spent their young age during a period of

time when written letters still played a main role in communication.

Perhaps I was being lost in thought, not until I turned my head and saw his clear-cut face when the

train started did I notice that Leo actually sat next to me.

“Clara, what a coincidence!”

I turned my head aside to avoid seeing his smile, feeling annoyed. Of course, as a man adept at IT, it

was just a piece of cake for him to get a ticket for the seat next to mine.

“Leo, what do you want?” I deemed myself too mediocre to have his infatuation lingering.

He didn’t give out a quick answer. Instead, he looked out of the window and said casually, “Sense of

belonging.”

Sense of belonging?