Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1190 You lost

The dragonfly felt the warmth of his palm, just stand firm, he has been impatient to stand aside and

stand indifferently.

I understand that, in public and in Olivia's venue, it is appropriate to draw a line.

Before I knew it, Olivia started to go crazy again, pointing at me and cursing, "It's you? Dennis

abandoned his wife and son, and in order to please me, he didn't even care about his dignity, and you

even rushed to defend him from the slap.

I gritted my teeth and stared back indignantly, forcing myself not to answer, she has now gone crazy,

the more you pick up a fight, it will only make her more aggressive.

"What, not convinced? That's right, what else can you do to me now but glare at me? You saw it all just

now, didn't you, your beloved one, Dennis, was beating and cursing like a dog by my side, does your

heart hurt?" Olivia suddenly burst into laughter, "I don't love him and I won't let him go, and you, it will

be your turn soon."

"Have you made enough of this?" Dennis suddenly spoke, his voice sounding like it was hardened with

ice.

"Dennis! How are you talking to me! Have you forgotten what you've done to me? You owe me more

than you can repay in your lifetime, so who are you to accuse me here!" Olivia still has no intention to

settle the matter, and even angered the crew watching the scene, "What are you looking at, all of you

get out! A bunch of losers who just eat and don't work!"

Although the crowd is indignant, but because she is the group with capital, they do not dare to say

anything, only resentful birds and beasts scattered.

Dennis could not care less about pity, and walked up to Olivia, grabbed her wrist and dragged her off

the set.

"Dennis, let go of me, I told you to let go do you hear me! ......"

Only when their figures disappeared from sight did Olivia's chatter disappear along with them.

However, the crowd dispersed, I saw Benjamin expressionless outside the studio with a glance.

There is no doubt that the scene I just went out of my way for Dennis, he took it all in.

The four eyes face each other, out of weakness, my eyes intentionally or unintentionally dodged, but

still feel his gaze like a knife, in the lingering on me.

After a long confrontation, Benjamin narrowed his eyes and withdrew his gaze, lifting his feet to leave.

Does he see it, or is he jealous?

I can't be sure, but I have only one way to go, and that is to choose to believe it is the latter.

The more jealous Benjamin is, the more I have to avoid being in his line of sight from now on.

Only when jealousy is allowed to ferment and love strikes, it will be like a downpour that cannot be

stopped.

I don't explain, I don't look for him, I don't even have a deliberately provocative text message, I silently

went to Leo's house, picked up the kids, and then concentrated on being with them.

For three days in a row, all my attention was on taking care of the children's food, clothing, and shelter.

Finally, on Saturday afternoon, as I was putting Snowy to bed and preparing to take a nap in the back

garden, Benjamin appeared out of nowhere.

He stood on the gravel road to the back door, not moving, looking at me, perhaps because of the bad

weather, the whole person even looked a little sad.

I was still wearing Snowy's same in-person pajamas, and my hair was simply tied in a pill bundle

behind me, completely unkempt or comical, and couldn't understand how he could put on that

melancholy face with such a woman.

"Here you are." I greeted him calmly, like an old friend I had known for a long time.

Benjamin did not answer, just silent looking at me, deep eyes as if carrying all the loss of this world,

there is no light.

"Have a seat." I continued to act carelessly, like I didn't even notice his change, and politely poured him

a cup of hot tea as well, "Have a cup of tea to warm you up."

With that, he picked up the hot tea and took a small sip, carefully tasting the aroma of the tea.

Benjamin again in the same place for a period of time, before slowly come over, not sitting, just

standing opposite me, looking down at me from above, blank eyes gradually a sulking, as if dissatisfied

with how I can pretend that nothing has happened, live so easily.

"Is something wrong?" I purposely don't look at him and focus on warming my hands with hot tea.

Waiting for a long time, did not hear Benjamin's reply, I slowly look up, just to his eyes, a large hand but

suddenly reached over and squeezed my wrist dead.

"Hiss--" the injury on the shoulder is not yet fully healed, subconsciously pulling under the pain is still

unbearable, I involuntarily screamed out.

The force in Benjamin's hand slackened for a moment, but after a brief weighing, he squeezed again,

then leaned over to me and pressed fiercely, "You still love Dennis, don't you?"

My eyebrows knitted together and I raised my chin defiantly, refusing to give in, "Is it any of your

business?"

"Answer me!" Benjamin clenched his teeth, the force used in his hands almost crushing my bones.

Cold sweat seeped out from my forehead, I swallowed my saliva to give myself enough strength to

continue to fight the pain, trembling lips continued to mouth hard, "Yes, I love him, I will love him until

the day I die! Are you satisfied!?"

"Shut up!" Benjamin suddenly stormed out, his other hand around my neck, his knuckles sinking inch

by inch into the skin at the base of my neck.

"Well cough cough-"

Suffocation makes my body struggle, at the moment, I am like a fish on a sticky board, only to be

slaughtered.

Even so, I still stubbornly stare at Benjamin, even if the body is losing consciousness a little, the eyes

still stubbornly refused to admit defeat.

Benjamin's eyes were crawling with red blood, and the veins on his face were merging due to

overexcitement, looking like a hideous evil spirit.

The fishy, salty taste reached my mouth, and I realized I was on the verge of death, and suddenly

laughed ruefully, looking at Benjamin with contempt and sympathy as if he were a clown.

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The next second, Benjamin woke up like a dream and jerked his hand back.

I fell back in my chair, just getting a breather, but I couldn't stop laughing with joy, stroking my heart and

laughing like I'd gone off the deep end, "Ha, ha, ha, ha, the moment you almost killed me, did you

realize that your heart was about to die too, Benjamin, how does it feel to be out of control like that?"

Benjamin stood tall and proud, his chin raised extremely high, as if this was the way to show that he

was always different, "There is nothing I can't control."

"Well, I believe it." I laughed more sarcastically, nodded falsely, and then suddenly asked again, "So

you can explain why you're suddenly here?"

Three days, just 72 hours, Benjamin could not resist the urge to see me, and even forgot to hide his

hurt feelings.

These three days, perhaps the most difficult three days of his life so far.

But that's just a drop in the bucket, and in his words - it's just the beginning.