Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 992 - There is no such person as Clara in the world

After dinner, Hank did not go straight upstairs, but accompanied me and the maid to clean up the

dishes together, and acted skillfully like an ordinary young couple.

I noticed that Folly was extremely upset about this.

These three people, must have something to hide from me.

So after sitting and chatting for a while, I pretended to be drowsy and made an excuse to go upstairs,

"Hank, you take care of Miss Lewis and Mr. Felton for me, I'm sleepy from the medicine, so I'll go

upstairs and lie down for a while."

"Go ahead." Without much thought, Hank got up and helped me to the stairway, watching me walk up

to the second floor and disappear around the corner in the hallway.

To confirm that I could not be seen from downstairs, I wiggled myself against the wall and listened to

the sounds downstairs, heard Hank turn around and go back to the living room and sit down, and only

then padded up to the gable behind the log pillars to hide myself and quietly observe the situation

downstairs.

Hank has not yet sat down, Folly's cold voice has sounded, "We go to great lengths to find Clara all

over the world, but you hide people in the Kennedy family and The Lewis family under the nose, Hank,

I should say you are smart, or say you are bold and desperate? "

Hank still looked as indifferent as water and smiled from ear to ear, "That's a compliment, thank you

very much."

So long with him, such arrogant expression, I have seen for the first time.

"When are you going to tell Clara the truth?" Folly added.

"The truth?" Hank asked rhetorically, "What is the truth? The truth is that I took good care of her these

past six years, and as everyone knows, the Clara of that year has died in an accident, and the one you

just met is just someone with the same name who happens to be somewhat similar to the Clara you

know."

He paused for a moment and propped his hands on his knees, crossing his fingers with a serious look,

"I think I've made it very clear to Mr. Felton that my fiancée is doing very well now and I don't want

anyone else to bother her, including you and those who don't matter."

"Heh, you're just crazy," Folly snorted, "Who are you to decide Clara's life, she has a family and a

happiness of her own, besides she rejected you a long time ago, don't you think it's mean of you to

take advantage of people like this now?"

"I don't care." Hank calmly leaned back in the chair behind him, "I just want her to be alive and well,

anyone else anything, I don't care."

"But Clara cares, and that ......"

"That's enough." Hank did not give Folly a chance to retort, looked impatient, "I'm not in the mood to

listen to you talk big here, you just need to know, without me, Clara can not get rid of Edward, now

Edward is dead, she has no threat, I can not push her back into that fire, only I can take care of her,

you guys in the future, no need to come back. "

"No way," Folly insisted, "you're not going to confine Clara for life, I'm her best friend, and besides the

Kennedy family ......"

"THE KENNEDY FAMILY?" sneered Hank, "Can't even stop a death obituary, and you think she'll be as

safe as she is now if you let her go back to her old self?"

When it comes to this, Folly is suddenly speechless and speechless.

Hank then took the opportunity to get up, while finishing his jacket, while condescending indifference

said, "the spilled water can not be retrieved, rather we just confused, when the world does not have

Clara this person, I will naturally arrange a new identity for her, if you really for her good, do not meddle

in the matter."

Larry saw Folly was disliked dumbfounded, can't look down, "Hank, you polite!"

Hank, however, turned his head as if he hadn't heard, and called for the maid, "Send the guest."

Larry probably had never tasted the taste of being evicted, and is young and vigorous, stood up and

was going to do it, but finally Folly stopped it, and the two walked out together.

Hank watched their figures disappear, stood in place for a moment, and then turned his head upstairs

with a puzzled look.

I was thinking about what they had just said, a little out of my mind, and reacted with a jerk to crane my

neck back to avoid colliding with his eyes.

The night was peaceful, but I was getting more and more depressed in my heart.

Folly and Hank, who stood for me from different perspectives, both made the same choice and did not

directly inform me of the truth.

Are those memories hidden deep in my mind really that hard for me to bear?

But if it is not extraordinarily cherished, where is the painful embarrassment.

For a while, even I myself did not know whether I could afford to find the consequences of my

memories or not.

......

After that day, I had a long period of uneventful days.

During the day, Hank went to the company to do business, and I just stayed at home, like a full-time

wife, except occasionally going out to satisfy my cravings, basically revolving around the daily life of the

villa.

Probably because of the appropriate recuperation, the body recovered very well, although still fat, but

the spirit has been no different from normal people, and will not be two-thirds of the day are sleeping.

Hank had a new phone for me, but I had little familiarity with it and hardly ever used it.

This day, Folly actually put in a phone call.

"Clara, go shopping together, I'm in front of your house, come out."

Without having time to ask her how she got the number, the phone hung up.

Women are always unexpectedly excited when they hear "shopping", so they changed into simple

clothes and went out to Folly's car.

Just as he sat down, he heard Folly inquire in a pretentious manner, "How are you and Hank living?"

"It's okay."

Hank and I, at best, respect each other like a guest, this period of time together, more and more no

topic, occasionally I mentioned the past, he will not move to change the subject, although I know he is

to protect me, but still can not help but feel too trivial.

One thing though, Hank wasn't in a hurry to fix our relationship, which made me feel at ease.

"Yeah well ......" Folly nodded thoughtfully, as if she had something to say, but after a pause, she finally

swallowed it.

A piece of it went to the largest mall downtown.

Folly almost swept away the new counter, so I was surprised by the ordinary people, but accompanied

the process of picking and choosing is familiar, there is a casual conversation, but also very

comfortable.

After all, in Hank's house, the only people I could communicate with were the maids, who still treated

me like the mistress of the house, and when I joked, it always felt like there was a layer of separation.

The afternoon was a comfortable one, except that when leaving the mall, I was blocked by paparazzi.

The past six years, Larry involved in the City P acting circle, won the movie star a hit, Folly as a gossip

girlfriend No. 1, the heat is also continued, there are always people want to rely on her to rub the

hotness of the movie star.

"Hurry up and hide with me Clara!"

Folly said while pulling me back, I was like a human doll, being dragged along.

However, paparazzi are not paid for nothing, and in the blink of an eye swarmed Folly and I, scattering

us at once.

Folly was too busy to care for herself, so she couldn't care less about me, and in the blink of an eye,

she was long gone, along with the doggie.

Come and go like a tornado, the goal is clear enough, Folly is also considered to give up his life.

I was just about to go out and take a taxi myself, when I swept my eyes and found Jamie actually

standing at the door of the security exit, staring in my direction, with a delighted smile piled on his RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

handsome face.

"Mom, I found you again!"