Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 28 Ms. Kennedy, Could You Afford the Price?

Marcus looked at me and asked, “Ms. Kennedy, could you afford the price?”

“Funny!” I wanted to laugh out. It wasn’t a game at all.

Marcus asked for ten glasses and filled them with wine. Then he looked at me and said, “According to

the rule, you can ask anyone here to help you to drink, but it relies on your relation with them. If nobody

is willing to help you, you have to rely on your own!”

Frowning, I looked at the glasses on the table. I couldn’t help touching my belly and wished deep in my

mind, “Hold on, my child!”

I picked up one glass, raised up my head and finished the whole glass. However, after a few sips, I

started feeling nauseous.

“Oh!” I couldn’t hold on anymore and ran towards the washroom. Then I started retching when holding

the toilet.

Mario followed me and gently petted my back, saying, “You can beg for Dennis to help you. You are his

wife. He won’t let Marcus belly you.”

I sneered. I was not Olivia, who could make every man sympathize her only by drops of tears.

I didn’t reply him and asked, “Is there any medicine that can reduce the alcohol’s damage on the

baby?”

Mario nodded and said, “Yes, but you should remember every drug has its side effect!”

“No problem. Please give it to me later.”

I left the washroom, finding Marcus had ordered a song and was singing happily. Seeing me back, he

asked when squinting his eyes, “Well, are you getting drunk only by one glass?”

I ignored him and found all glasses were still there except the one I had drunk.

Dennis was sitting closely next to Olivia. Not knowing what Olivia was talking with him, I could only

notice he was nodding.

Seeing me, his eyes darkened and went to the other side coldly.

My heart hurt so much when seeing this scene. I walked by the table and said to Marcus, “I hope you

will remember our promise!”

Then I picked up another glass and forced myself to drink it. I was not good at drinking and my belly

began to hurt again when I was drinking the third glass.

Mario noticed something was wrong. He pressed my hand, which was going to raise another glass. He

turned to Dennis and said, “Dennis, she’s still your wife. You know she just had an abortion and is not a

good state. It will be too late if something really happens.”

“Let me off!” I already began to feel dizzy. Now I was compressed with anger and aggrievance. I

pushed Mario away and reached for the next glass.

Suddenly, I was blocked by Dennis and he held me into his arms. Marcus looked at him confusedly and

asked, “Brother?”

“She is my wife. I will replace her to drink the rest!” After saying this, he continued drinking the

remaining wine. Olivia looked at him. Suddenly, the rim of her eyes turned red.

My stomach felt terrible and I wanted to vomit many times. However, I couldn’t struggle to leave

Dennis’s arms and could only try to refrain my nausea.

I couldn’t count how much Dennis had drunk. I only remembered Olivia suddenly stood up. She looked

at Marcus and remarked, “Send me back!”

I could sense the anger and aggrievance from her voice.

Marcus looked at Dennis complexly. He slightly opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say. He

could only leave with Olivia.

Mario grabbed the glass from Dennis and remarked when looking at him in the eye, “You’d better take

her back if you don’t want anything happens to her!”

The “her” Mario said was referring to me!

Dennis frowned and lifted me in his arms to take me out. I still felt dizzy and disorientated, not knowing

how did Mario leave. I could find my belly extremely hurt when I was put on the car by Dennis.

I held my belly when curling up my body tightly. Dennis frowned and rest his hand on my belly, asking,

“Is it hurt?”

I nodded. My forehead began to have cold sweat.

He started the car and said, “Hold on. I will send you to the hospital!” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

I was afraid of being taken to the hospital to let him find out the truth. I hurriedly dragged his arm and

shook my head when looking into his dark eyes, saying, “Take me to the villa and bring Mario here. He

has the medicine!”

Dennis frowned and seemed to be a bit unpleasant.

Afraid that he would suspect me, I hurriedly explained, “He is the one who helps me to recover after the

surgery. He knows what to do!”

He waited for a while, started the car and headed to the villa.

My tense nerve finally loosened up.

Dennis was good at driving and drove in a high speed. Soon, we arrived at the villa. It turned out Mario

left to grab the medicine and he also arrived quickly.

Dennis carried my limp body to the room and laid me on the bed. Mario gave me some medicine and

the pain in my belly gradually eased.

I was dizzy and sleepy after all those things. Gradually, I fell asleep.

I heard Dennis was calling my name in a daze. However, I was too drowsy to open my eyes. I could

only know he seemed to change clothes for me and carried me to the bathroom to take a shower.

I wanted to refuse this subconsciously, but I just couldn’t wake up.

I noticed that his hands were touching around my belly. I didn’t know what he was doing and twisted my

body in resistance.

Then I was carried into the bed again with dizzy head. I was already exhausted and fell into deep

asleep again.

The next day!

Maybe because I had drunk too much last day, I was still in a trance after waking up. I sat on the bed

for a while. During that time, my phone rang several times.

I tried to sober my mind and checked the phone. The messages were from Diana.

“How was that model last night? Did everything go well?”

I didn’t know how to reply and texted, “Gosh! Don’t you know I can’t have sex within a month after

abortion?”

Short after I sent the text, Diana called.

I picked it up. Soon, her loud-mouthed voice came, “Well, why don’t you tell me early? I paid that model

a great deal of tips yesterday!”

I stretched myself, got off bed and opened the window, replying, “We can go shopping someday and I

will compensate you by buying something you like. Actually, I met Olivia last night.”

Diana was startled and asked, “Doesn’t she call herself an innocent girl? Why would she appear in the

night club?”

“There were Dennis and others!” After a few rainy days, all plants around the villa became greener, so

bright that even dazzled my eyes.

Diana replied after signing, “Never mind. Forget about her. Have you planned when to leave Newton

Town?”

I got a bit headache when hearing this question. “Dennis still doesn’t sign the divorce settlement and I

haven’t handled the company business yet!”

Diana waited for a while and replied, “Inform me after you handling all those things. I will go to Hensley

Town these days to find a good place. Then I will transfer the property of the bar.”

I was choked, saying, “You have been running Time Bar for many years. Do you think you can bear let

it go?” The fact that Diana had to transfer the bar’s property just for me really made me feel guilty.

She replied in a speechless manner, “Well! It’s just a bar. Besides, I can still run another bar after

arriving at Hensley Town.”

She got interested when mentioning about future life in the Hensley Town and asked, “Have you ever

thought what to do in the Hensley Town after leaving the George Group?”

I remained silence for a while. I really hadn’t thought about this. My belly would get bigger after

handling everything. It was hard for me to find a job in the late-stage of pregnancy.