Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 991 Is Hank insecure?

The thin clacking sound of high heels scared me, and when I reacted, the woman had already circled

my entire body in her arms.

"Clara, it's really you! I thought Larry was mistaken!"

I simply can not figure out what the situation, a motionless by her hug, for a long time before trying to

ask, "Excuse me Miss please ask you ......"

"Who are you embarrassed with? I'm Folly!"

Folly let go of me, gaze back and forth, eyes immediately red, "are thin out of appearance, I almost did

not recognize!"

After six years of lying down, the change in appearance, naturally, is not a star and a half, plus not

much rest last night, the face is indeed a little worse than before.

But after staring at the woman for a few moments, I wasn't able to remember the connection to each

other, "Folly is your name?"

"Yes, Folly is me, I am Folly ......" Folly said, her voice gradually became smaller and she unconsciously

choked up.

The spontaneous and quick-witted woman suddenly looked down and wiped her tears.

Then, simply do not cover up, crying to themselves, the voice is very aggrieved.

"You woman, why didn't you look for me when you came back? Do you know how hard we searched for

you!"

"Folly."

The heavily armed man followed him in at this time, and seeing this, he heartily put his hand on the

woman's shoulder and gently reassured her.

He took off his hat to reveal his face, and I recognized him as Larry, whom I met at the restaurant that

day.

The two of them are together, which means this Miss Lewis also knows me, but I really can't remember

at all, even if she is crying so sadly now, I don't even know whether I should voice out to comfort, "Miss

Lewis, you calm down a little."

However, when Folly heard the "Miss Lewis", she became even more agitated, "Who are you calling?

You can forget all about us after six years of disappearance!"

There is a saying how to say, men have tears do not play lightly, just because they have not reached

the sad place, Folly does not look like a pretentious woman, but at the moment is crying I see a lot of

pity, the makeup around the eyes are haloed a large part.

I had no choice but to bring people in first.

Folly went to the bathroom to fix her makeup and came back out in a much calmer mood.

The maids brought up hot tea, I called them off and poured it myself, one cup at a time.

Folly sat on the couch without blinking her eyelids, staring at me motionlessly, as if I would disappear if

she blinked.

She looked at her face burning, I can only respond, but also apologetic smile, slowly and methodically

handed the water over, "these years, you guys have a good time?"

Folly took the glass of water and put it directly on the table, nodded and asked me rhetorically, "What

about you, how come you've changed so much?"

I was amused by her nervous expression, "Nothing felt like it, a long sleep, and after I woke up, it

became what it is now, and ......"

"I understand, it doesn't matter if you forget, there's still half a lifetime ahead, just grasp the future."

Folly's tone was full of heartache and tolerance.

Larry should have mentioned the memory loss to her long ago, and it looks like I'm alive, which is

already a great surprise.

The way she acted, I had to believe that once upon a time we were good girlfriends who pushed each

other.

I thought for sure I would find some memories of the past from Folly, but things don't always go as

planned.

Folly just grilled me about everything since I got sober.

In fact, there is nothing to say, appear in my life acquaintances, in addition to Hank, only Folly and

Larry, as for the glimpse of the richest, I am still angry about last night, did not mention it to Folly.

Folly gives me a very comfortable feeling of intimacy.

I got up and went to the kitchen to make dinner, "It's not easy to meet, let's have a casual dinner."

Folly also did not refuse, "Then of course, even if you kick me out, I will not leave."

I smiled, feeling very cordial to this not at all polite feeling.

Almost to the kitchen, I vaguely heard Folly behind my back secretly instructed Larry a few words,

specifically what was said is not too clear.

It didn't take long for Folly to come in and keep me company.

"Miss Lewis, why don't you go sit outside and wait, it will be ready soon."

Folly sighed helplessly, "I'm still more used to hearing you call Folly."

"I'm sorry." I apologized again.

"Forget it, don't dwell on it, I'll help you along, it's quicker."

"You are a guest, how is this good ......"

"Don't be polite to me, I don't treat myself as an outsider."

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With the help of the maid and Folly, the meal was ready in less than half an hour.

Just as I was about to start eating, the sound of parking rang outside.

Soon, Hank walked in turning his car keys and turned his head to see two more people in the

restaurant and visibly beat his footsteps.

But in a flash, those puzzled emotions disappeared from his face and turned into a light smile.

Hank said as he walked over, "You should have prepared some good food when you didn't inform me

of the guests."

Rather, it was very much the head of the family and sounded very hospitable.

"They came over on short notice, too, and didn't have time to tell you." I turned around and ordered the

maid to add a pair of dishes before adding, "Thought you weren't coming back."

Hank hooked his lips and didn't answer the question.

He pulled out the chair next to me and sat down, "Introduce us, Clara."

As he spoke, Hank's hand rested on the back of the chair behind me, looking as close as if he had my

entire body in his arms.

Am I being too sensitive? This is a move that is more like an oath of sovereignty.

Although we were once an unmarried couple, we had discussed before we were discharged and got

along as friends. Now it's just two old friends coming to the door, and Hank is acting so strong.

Has Hank always been such an insecure person?

I introduced them one by one, "This is Mr. Felton, whom I met in the restaurant before, and this is

Folly."

"Miss Lewis, hi, I'm Hank," Hank said as he calmly extended his hand and shook Folly's hand in a

sloppy manner.

When Folly shook him, she deliberately pressed her wrist and grabbed Hank's hand without letting go,

"Mr. Gibson, haven't seen you for a few years, don't you recognize me so soon?"

"Do you know each other?" I asked.

Hank face stagnant, not moving glanced at Larry next to me, although it was a very subtle

transmission, I still saw.

Larry received a hint, immediately get up to play haha, while hands to separate the hands of two

people, while playing sloppy eyes, "are City P grew up, and Clara's friends, had a side of the normal,

over the eyes that is normal, also normal, met is fate, first eat, eat dinner in chat, haha ...... "

Folly's hand was pulled away from him, impatiently white, and turned away again, her pretty eyes

staring at Hank, her eyes very hostile, and seeming to have some concerns, a look of wanting to say

something but not.

Normal people can see that the atmosphere between these two is not right, but just no one has picked

it out.

A meal, so dark and floating through.