Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 137 Is Yara His Underground Lover?

I was attracted by Hank! Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Clara!" I came to my sense and walked into the hall.

Yara smiled, "You're pregnant, and you should be careful."

I nodded. Suddenly, I felt that someone was looking at me from behind, so I turned around.

I found that Hank was looking at me, so I smiled and nodded to him.

He frowned. Then he continued to read the book.

The hall was bright and luxurious. There was a piano beside the stairs, which was expensive and well

maintained!

After Yara asked people to prepare food, we sat on the sofa in the living room. She said, "Your uncle

Gibson goes to the company and he will be back soon."

After saying, she looked at me and said, "You are pregnant for seven months, right? Is the date of

delivery decided?"

I smiled and looked at Dennis, "Everything is ready."

Yara nodded.

After a brief chat, Yara took us to the backyard to drink tea. Dennis rarely spoke, but Yara was very

talkative.

Except for Freddy George, she asked Dennis everything.

Seeing that Yara was enduring not to cry, I stood up and said, "Aunt, I've been sitting for a long time

and my waist is a little uncomfortable. I want to walk around."

Yara stood up and said, "I ask the private doctor for you."

I said, "No need. I want to walk around. You talk with Dennis."

Dennis looked at me and said, "Be careful!"

Yara smiled and looked at me gratefully. If Dennis didn't tell me anything about the Georges, I wouldn't

ask him. Yara was an elegant woman, and she definitely didn't want others to see her embarrassment.

The courtyard was very large. I walked along the cobblestone for a while and found a cool place to sit

down, quietly watching the scenery.

Suddenly, Hank appeared.

He stood in front of me, and looked down at me.

I got up and greet him politely, "Hello!"

He frowned with the book in his hand. He looked at my belly and asked, "Is this the Georges'?"

I was confused with his words. After a while, I finally realized what he meant. I nodded and said, "Yes!

My name is Clara Kennedy!"

He nodded and said nothing, but I could felt his hostility.

I was confused. I had never met him before. Why was he hostile to me?

Fortunately, after a simple greeting, he left.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon.

Yara, Dennis, Hank, Yank and me had lunch together.

Yank was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He was a very kind man.

But Yara was a pretty young woman under 35 years old. There was a wide gap between their ages,

making me feel curious.

Suddenly, Yank's ex-wife, Gloria, appeared.

She rushed to Yank and beat him. She cried and shouted, "Yank, I don't care that you're with Yara. But

why do you transfer the inheritance rights of the company to her? What about your son? Do you want

him to be laughed at?"

She was ferocious and looked at Yara, "Yara, You are so cunning! You already destroy my family. Why

can't you be kind to my son?"

Yara was surprised. She looked at Yank and asked, "Why do you transfer the inheritance rights of the

company to me?"

"These things belong to you. I'm old and can't live for many years." Yank felt helpless and looked at

Gloria. He said, "All my assets have been transferred to Hank. His company in M Country has

developed well."

Gloria said, "I have helped you to run the company for so many years, why do you give it to an

outsider?"

"Yara is not an outsider. She is my wife." Then Yank said to Hank, "Take your mother home."

Hank frowned. He said, "Isn't her home here?"

"You." Yank was so angry that he suddenly coughed. Yara helped Yank to smooth his breath and said,

"I won't take anything. Don't force him anymore. He's in poor health. Please leave!"

Yara said to Gloria.

Gloria stared at them and felt angry. She grabbed Hank's hand and said, "Hank, send me back!"

Hank looked at Yank and Yara indifferently for a while. If Gloria did not hold his hands, he would not

stand his angry to beat them.

There was nothing to do with me and Dennis. I sighed and understood why grandpa didn't want to see

Yara.

Three generations of the Georges were outstanding soldiers. But Dennis' grandfather didn't want his

descendants to continue his career, so he chose to do business and created the George Group.

From what Gloria said, I could guess what happened to them. Yank's son was as almost old as Yara,

so there must be something complicated among them.

Everyone felt awkward.

The doctor was treating Yank in the bedroom, accompanied by Yara.

Until the night, Yank got better and fell asleep. Yara felt relieved. She looked at Dennis and felt guilty, "I

am so sorry that you can not enjoy a meal."

Dennis asked, "Do you regret it?"

Yara said, "It's been so many years. I don't regret it and life has to go on."

Dennis held my hand and looked at Yara to say, "We leave!"

Yara said goodbye to Dennis and I.

After getting in the car, I stared blankly at the scenery outside the window. Dennis asked, "What do you

want to eat?"

I shook my head, "I'm not hungry!"