Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 44 The Father of the Baby

"Clara!" He was angry, with rage flickering in his black eyes. "You think I’m a jerk and I don't even

deserve to be the father of your children?"

I froze and said in a guilty tone, "No, I'm just worried that you’ll give up him because of Olivia..."

"So you are so opinionated." He sneered. I was sure he would have torn me up if I were not lying in

bed now. "Clara, listen to me. It’s my baby. Take good care of him!"

It was the first time I saw Dennis like this. He seemed very angry and also delighted at the same time.

I stopped talking. According to his remarks, my baby was fine.

After a while, the doctor in a white coat came in, explained the situation, looked at Dennis with an

embarrassed expression, and said, "The first three months of pregnancy is very dangerous, so try to

control yourself later."

I curled my lips and saw Dennis nod toward the doctor coldly.

Fortunately, my baby was fine. I was bleeding because of the stress recently.

The doctor explained some matters that should be paid attention to at ordinary times and left. Dennis Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

and I were silent in the ward.

I knew he was a little angry and did not want to stay in the hospital. I looked at him and said, "Dennis,

let's go home, OK?"

He looked up at me coldly. I took a breath and continued, "I ate nothing for dinner. I'm very hungry

now." Pointing to my belly especially, I looked at him and said, "Baby is also very hungry!"

After a while, I thought he would ignore me directly, but he suddenly got up and said, "What do you

wanna have? I'll buy them for you."

I froze and then grabbed his clothes with a smile. I said, "I wanna eat trotters, grilled fish, and noodles

you cook!"

Actually, I just wanted to coax him back. It was really uncomfortable to stay in the hospital.

He looked at me for a while, and then said helplessly, "I'll go through the discharge formalities!"

After that, he looked at me seriously and said, "Lie down!"

He went out of the ward, and I looked up at the infusion bottle, where there was little potion inside, so I

pressed the call bell, and a nurse came in removing the syringe needle for me.

"Are there any more potions?" I said. I could not wait to go home now.

The nurse looked at me and said, "No, Mrs. George. Please lie down and have a good rest."

I froze because she even knew I was his wife.

The nurse packed the medicine bottle and looked at me with envy. "Mrs. George, your husband loves

you so much. When you entered the operating room just now, Mr. George stood beside the gate

anxiously and helplessly like a child."

At that time, I was a little distracted. I felt dizzy and wondered who he was worried about. Me? Or our

baby?

"What are you thinking about?” I heard his deep voice and looked up. The nurse has left.

Dennis had come in when I was in a daze, holding a stack of lists and carrying a lot of medicine.

"What’s that?" I looked down at the medicine bag he was carrying. He stretched out his hand, picked

me up horizontally, and said, "Progesterone. You’ll take it at home."

He held me and walked out, and I quickly moved down. "Dennis, put me down. I can walk by myself."

It was too embarrassing!

"Don't move if you want to go home!"

Therefore, I was held out of the hospital by Dennis ostentatiously, which was really ... awkward!

He put me in the car, sat in the driver's seat, looked at me, and then leaned towards me.

I was a little confused and thought that he was trying to kiss me.

I could not help but shrink the body backward, "Dennis, there are others outside..."

He fastened my seat belt and looked up at me with his bright and black eyes. "What?”

I...

I had misunderstood!

I did not realize he was fastening the seat belt for me.

I forced a smile on him and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

He held my fingertips, and I gradually felt the hot temperature of his hand. I froze and looked down,

seeing him driving with one hand and holding my hand with another.

He saw me looking at him and raised my hand to kiss it. "Trotters, grilled fish, and noodles. What else

do you want?”

We rarely got along with each other in such a warm and peaceful way. I blushed with my heart beat

faster. I could only feel the hot temperature of my palm that he had kissed.

I took back my hand and said with embarrassment, "Whatever!" I did not care about the food anymore.

He laughed out in a deep voice and I could feel that he was delighted today.

We came back to the villa, and before I got off, he had already opened the door and reached out to me.

"I can walk by myself!" I was not so delicate and he did not have to hold me in and out.

"Come here!" He said briefly and held me into the villa, not allowing me to refuse.

He put me on the sofa in the living room and took out the medicine he brought back from the hospital.

After reading the specifications carefully for a while, he began to divide out the medicine and handed

me some black medicine, "Take them!"

I frowned and did not want to eat them.

On seeing that, he went into the kitchen and took a white rock candy out.

"Take this candy after the medicine, you’ll not feel bitter!"

I was speechless.

Sure enough. Sometimes men were stupid. It was not traditional Chinese medicine. Rock candy was

useless!

I took the black pills in his hand and stuffed them all into my mouth. Then I took a sip of water and went

straight back to my bedroom.

I would become delicate if I continued to stay with him.

It was quite late. When I got back to the bedroom, I fell asleep at once.

Probably I slept too deeply to notice that Dennis was lying beside me.

We slept till late the next morning.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Dennis' handsome and resolute face. I could almost clearly see the

pores on his face because we were too close. I had to admit that his skin was really good.

He had handsome facial features and a resolute and charming temperament. I could not help but

stretch out my hand and move my palm back and forth on his stubble.

Maybe he went to bed late last night, and on a business trip these days, he had not overcome the jet

lag, so he slept very deeply.

After fondling him for a while, I saw that he was not awake. I was hungry so I wanted to get up to have

brunch. Unexpectedly, he suddenly lifted his legs and directly pressed on me.

Probably he thought of something and moved his leg.

"Dennis!" I said, trying to get his legs off me.