Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1004 No blood relation

Perhaps the source of all the confusion is because of this face.

"Disappointed?" Hank always seems to be able to see right through the heart.

I shook my head in a heartfelt way, "No, I figured it out, so I don't have to think about it every day, I'm

happy, but it's a pity that such a cute little Ann is not destined to be mother and son."

Hank then simply joked, "If you're sure you've changed your mind, I'm always ready to have one with

you."

"Less." I rolled my eyes in disgust and said while reaching out to grab the water in his hand, "Lied to

me for so long, and still want to continue to take advantage, do not serve!"

Hank had a head injury, but it didn't stop his hands from exerting force and easily protecting the glass

of water, "You can't bear to treat a patient like that?"

Helplessly glared and had to give up.

Although the memory is not recovered, the lack does not mean that I am still a confused egg.

There are so many unanswered questions about Hank that it's just not advisable to rush him until he

heals.

During the time I was lying unconscious in bed, Hank kept watch over me for six years, showing that he

had no ill will towards me.

After eating, Hank came to sleep, and after watching him sleep, I went out to get some air in the

hallway.

Just sat down, the phone rang, looked down and saw that there was no note.

The heart sinks, the ghost of the man who is as cold as ice, this mystery, and he is too consistent.

Get up with the phone and look at Hank on the bed through the door and window. In the end, he is not

badly hurt, and at this moment he is asleep and breathing steadily.

I then pressed the answer button, "Hello who is it?"

The unexpectedly dark voice came over the receiver, "Miss Kennedy."

I was almost immediately certain that it was Dennis.

Dennis's voice is very special, like a deep autumn pool of water moistened, cold like bone, but also

through the power of the inexplicable, it is easy to distinguish.

Inexplicably some heavenly fortune of the celebration, Dennis although not to no one in sight, hands

and feet is permeated with innate nobility, is the kind of natural superiors, actually will take the initiative

to call me.

I calmed down, pushed down my nervousness, and answered, "Mr. George, is something wrong?"

"The results of your and Jamie's paternity test are in, and I'm sending someone to pick you up."

Dennis's awareness was concise and I was unaware that I had adapted to it.

"I'm in the hospital, not very convenient ......" Speaking of this, I turned back and observed the situation

in the ward through the glass window, and saw Hank lying well, before adding, "My friend is alone in

the hospital, I can't leave, or else change the time ......"

Dennis, as if he hadn't heard, sounded indiscreetly impatient, "Miss Kennedy, do you know that the

George Group now has tens of thousands of employees?"

"Hmm?" I froze and nodded into the phone as an afterthought, "I saw it on the news, why?"

"Redeploying my time means that all of these tens of thousands of people's time will need to be

changed accordingly, and Miss Kennedy can afford to do that?"

At the sound of that, I was dumbfounded. Negotiating with the businessman at the top of the pyramid,

what was I thinking?

In the end, I could only give the address of the hospital.

Just finished, the other side immediately put the phone down.

Impatient and impatient.

What a ...... A stinking man with absolutely no gentlemanly manners.

Looking at the screen that returned the call logs, I thought about it and called my babysitter at home

and asked her to rush over to watch Hank for me.

Just pushing open the door of the ward, Hank woke up.

"Did I wake you?" I apologized a little.

"No." Hank shook his head breathlessly and lay there for less than half an hour, looking paler. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

After much hesitation, I opened my mouth, "Hank, I have to go out later to take care of something."

Hank's seemingly sleepy eyes suddenly lit up and his volume rose considerably, "To see who?"

I stammered and replied, "Yes ......"

Hank didn't give me a chance to finish, "Go if you want to, be careful, there may be something else

going on with the car accident."

He spoke calmly, but the words made the heart sink.

I nodded, "I understand and will be back as soon as I finish."

After saying that, he poured a glass of water and put it within his reach, "Nanny will be here soon, you

can sleep for a while."

"Hmm."

......

I waited for Nanny to arrive before I left.

I was just about to take a taxi when a black commercial vehicle parked on the side of the road honked

its horn at me.

The license plate number was not unfamiliar; Dennis had gotten out of this car when he moved next

door to Hank's house.

I walked over and subconsciously opened the back seat door, the door opened, but saw Dennis sitting

straight.

Resentfully, he shrank back and greeted in a low voice, "Mr. George?"

"Get in the car."

Dennis face is not much expression, the speed of speech is very fast, a time I can not tell, just is a

hallucination or he really opened his mouth.

Inadvertently glanced at, see his fingers have a knock on the armrest of the chair, the action is careless

but very familiar, then understand that he has been waiting for a long time, hurriedly bend on the car.

The carriage is well soundproofed, even through the busy business district does not feel noisy.

I was the first to break the silence, "Mr. George knows the results of the paternity test?"

"I don't know." Dennis thin lips lightly, looks a bit perfunctory, finished and then lit a cigar by himself.

This time my body all rely on drugs and supplements to feed, more sensitive than normal, the smell of

smoke drifted over, I silently clenched my fist against the nose.

The next moment, the next car window slowly opened.

Turning his head to look, Dennis just lit a cigar, now lying quietly in the smoker, all the car windows are

open, the night breeze blowing in, quickly blowing away the smell of smoke.

Heart warming, pursed his lips to see Dennis.

Dennis did not move and looked straight ahead, still unperturbed by the changes, even the eyes are

faint, so that people can not see through.

Soon, the car stopped.

Toby stepped forward to open the door for Dennis, "Sir."

He had obviously been waiting for a long time and noticed that I was there, nodding his head in

greeting, "Miss Kennedy."

Then, he went to Dennis' right and whispered to him while leading us forward.

I followed silently, my palms breaking out in cold sweat with excitement.

Although the conclusion was reached at Hank's, I couldn't help but feel a little lucky and hope for some

surprises.

Not long after sitting down in the office, a voice came in with the paternity test report, explaining a

bunch of special terms to the report, and I didn't understand a word of it.

Dennis, probably seeing my anxiety, folded his legs and spoke unhurriedly, "Get to the point."

The doctor hurriedly closed the report and said solemnly, "Miss Kennedy is not related to Jamie

Vance."

"No?" I couldn't help but feel a little lost. Was it true what Hank said, that Folly and the others, were

mistaken?

The first time I looked at Dennis's reaction, he sat in his chair with a sullen face, and the whole person

also seemed to be framed, not as natural as just now.