Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 963 Who is the joke

As I was watching, Edwin also noticed the movement and turned his head slowly to look over.

He was looking in the direction of Dennis, looking over, Dennis's eyes were still cold and angry, father

and son separated by life and death for more than twenty years, reunited in such a scene.

However, the moment Edwin's sight and Dennis collided, neither showed surprise, as if they had

already known each other's existence.

Edwin even smiled and gently lifted the champagne in his hand to toast Dennis across the air.

This action undoubtedly angered Dennis, his face gloomy to the extreme, hanging at the side of the

hand has long been unconsciously clenched fist.

This kind of scene, each person is about a party's economy is important, any riot will be security

personnel as a terrorist arrest.

I know Dennis too well, watching the veins on his face bulge with anger, I did not hesitate to raise my

feet and trot towards him.

"Don't."

Finally, the next second he lifted his foot, held his hard fist.

Dennis was like a raging lion king, staring at Edwin's direction for more than ten seconds, before he

exhaled and calmed down.

He inclined his head and saw the anxiety on my face, a trace of heartache flashed under his eyes, and

then looked at the direction of Edwin, finally he could not bear it and led me out through the side door.

In the back garden to find a bench unoccupied to sit down, Dennis only the whole deflated and relaxed.

"Now you know why I've been so perverse all this time." The tone was light, full of helplessness and

loss.

Indeed, this kind of thing, to say out there can have a few people believe, if not seen with their own

eyes, I would only think that Dennis because of missing his parents too much, so that the imagination.

Such a sudden and dramatic change, I have not yet reacted, for a time do not know what to say.

Dennis wasn't waiting for my reaction either, leaning against the bench behind him like a piece of wood

and explaining himself.

"It was discovered by chance when investigating Simba, the person responsible for tracking Edward

followed Simba, bought Simba's men and took private photos of the Yi residence, among which was a

photo of that man playing golf with Simba, just a side face, but I recognized it at once."

"Humph ...... Hidden for so many years, but at this time revealed the horse, he really is getting older,

the use of people are not good."

"Twenty years, it turns out I'm the joke ......"

Without logical self-reporting, self-deprecating tone, Dennis seems to treat himself as a clown, at this

moment like a defeated and injured wolf dog, looking lonely and wretched.

I suddenly understood what he meant by "twenty years of collapsing faith".

At this moment, any comfort and enlightenment pale in comparison.

I, on the other hand, chose to let him lean into my arms, as I had the night before in my room in Newton

Town, without saying a word, quietly waiting for the gloomy emotions to swear off.

Love is sometimes so magical that the other person, even if there is nothing they can do, can redeem

you as long as they are around.

Smart people never stay in a whirlwind of emotions for too long, especially in areas they can't fully

control. Dennis quickly adjusted his emotions, got up from my arms, and sat up straight.

"Let's get out of here first." Dennis made a split-second decision.

Just after the words were said, the gravel road extending to the banquet hall suddenly rang with the

sound of regular footsteps.

We looked over at the same time and waited a few seconds for a young Chinese man to come into

view.

I recognized him. He was the one who handed Simba the speech at the auction and was supposed to

be Simba's assistant.

The location of the bench and his direction is a bit of a sight blind spot, but he seems to have already

determined our orientation, walked straight over and handed over a business card.

"Mr. George, Mr. Headstrong invites you to a gathering at his home tomorrow."

After saying this, he respectfully placed the business card in his hand on the stone table next to him

and turned to leave.

Dennis slowly took the business card in his hand and looked at it, his expression was light and

somewhat out of focus, as if he had thought of something.

Simba and Edward are on the same side, and the poison in my body can not be unconnected, if you

want to talk business, will not wait until now, so this business card, but is just a mask to hide the eyes

and ears.

"Is that what the man meant?" The one who really wants to see Dennis is Edwin, I'm afraid.

Dennis nodded, "Hmm."

"You're going to go?" I asked.

Dennis simply ignored my words and led me to get up, "Back to the hotel."

They left through the back door, made sure there were no reporters around, and got into Dennis' car

together.

The journey was uneventful, Toby drove the car to the top of the nearest hill, Dennis opened the car

door directly down, stood in front of the fence and lit a cigarette.

The night was cool and breezy at the top of the mountain, and the headlights hit Dennis, illuminating NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

his smoke-covered form extraordinarily clearly.

I watched his back and whispered to Toby, "How long has your boss known about Edwin?"

"It's been half a month." Toby said, "I've barely slept in that time, and only when I'm with you, Mrs.

George, do I get a good night's sleep."

The heart suddenly sank a little, seized uncomfortable.

Twenty years of hatred and obsession, and will not be ten days and a half months can be dissolved.

Edwin is still alive and dashing through his days of paper and gold while watching Dennis be tormented

by hatred for over twenty years.

The meaning of nearly half of life, because of his appearance, will be instantly denied, Dennis like a

high-minded person, how to accept it.

He could not save himself, so he could only sleeplessly accept the inner torture day and night.

I was his wife, his most precious existence, and should have found out earlier and accompanied him to

face his heart's demons, but it came so late.

"I'm fine," "I'm fine," "Trust me."

These shallow counter-arguments are actually the best reflection of his inability to overcome emotions,

and I, accustomed to his omnipotence, will take it for granted that he can handle it, and really let go of

it.

The impulse to cry will be suppressed, I organized my emotions, opened the car door and went down,

hugged Dennis from behind, hands tightly circled him.

I clearly felt Dennis's body tremble, but did not push me away.

"You still have me." The voice was soft, afraid to irritate him, "No matter what happened in the past, I

will always love you and always need you."

The cold wind from the neck into the clothes, I shivered with cold, Dennis was silent for a moment,

dropped the cigarette in his hand, stamping it out on the ground, turned around and hugged me.

"You're the only thing I have left to live for."

Dennis's voice was low, but the hug was strong, as if he was afraid I would slip away, and he inhaled

hard, as if this would give him the courage to face everything from me.

After a long time, until his hands were a bit frozen by the night wind, Dennis finally calmed down and

helped me sit back in the car.

Because it was not clear what Edwin was planning, Dennis chose to send me back to the hotel first for

fear that disappearing with me at the same time would cause big trouble.

On the way, he elaborated as much as he could on the entanglement with Edwin during this time.