Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 55 What Kind of Woman am I?

"Pfft!" Someone chuckled. It was unknown when Luis and Marcus had come, but both of them were

standing at Dennis’ door.

Luis burst into laughter and explained playfully, "I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. But you guys

were talking too loud, and I couldn’t help it, so I laughed."

Marcus threw a cold stare at me, his face grim. He walked up to Dennis, handed him some papers and

said, "I have nothing to say about your own family, but you shouldn’t have allowed some woman like

Clara to bully her!"

After that, Marcus dragged Olivia away with him in a sulk. I blocked their way and scowled at him. "So, Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

what kind of woman do you think I am, ?"

"Selfish, unscrupulous, sinister!" Marcus used the words to describe me with generosity.

I nodded and gave a sneer. "Thank you for paying so much attention to observing me. Could you

please tell me what kind of woman do you think your love is?"

I ignored the looks on Olivia and Marcus’s faces and smiled, "Miss Pearson has done an excellent job

maintaining her image as an innocent and charming fairy girl. People likes her innocent look so much

that they ignore the facts that she is the other woman, that she forces another woman to have an

abortion, that she frames another girl up for drug possession, that she hurls abuse at others. All these

facts can be ignored just because she looks tiny, delicate and innocent."

"You’re full of shit, Clara!" Olivia blew her top and shouted abuse at me, not caring about her image at

all.

I raised my eyebrows. "Whoa, I didn’t expect you to be so desperate."

"Enough!" Dennis, who had been quiet all the time, looked at Marcus and said, "Send her back! Don’t

let her come here again!"

Marcus wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mario. "Marcus, come to my office when

you’re back. I’ve made up a prescription for your father. It's good for curing rheumatism."

Luis also cast a look at Dennis. "Do you have time, Mr.George? I need to talk to you!"

Now Marcus could say no more. He looked at me with a scowl and left with Olivia.

Meanwhile, I looked at Mario and said, "I have to talk to you."

I really had to talk to him!

Seeing that Luis and Dennis were talking over business, Mario nodded and offered, "Let’s go to my

office!"

I sat down in his office and asked, dispirited, "I’ve always felt dizzy lately. Besides, I have a bad back."

Mario sat down next to me and took my pulse.

After a while, he drew back his hand and looked me into my eyes. "You’re too weak now. You have lung

infection and stomach infection. You’ve been staying up late recently, and there is a blood shortage to

the brain, and that’ll explain your dizziness. Go to bed early. In addition, you have too much on your

mind, and you have depression tendency. Don’t push yourself too hard."

Nodding, I propped my chin up on one elbow. "I’m going on a business trip to City A tomorrow. Do you

have any sleeping pills to take with me?"

Mario paused and replied, "I do, but it’s not good for the baby. You’d better not take them!"

I nodded. But I could hardly survive with such poor sleep quality, let alone the baby.

When I got out of Mario’s office, I happened to run into Dennis, who was in a sulk, but I simply walked

past him because I was in a bad mood and I didn’t feel well.

Just as I brushed past him, he grabbed my wrist and said in a low voice. "What’s wrong with you?"

"I won’t die for now!" I reached out, threw his hand away and walked into the elevator.

Back into my office, Jackie came with another pile of papers. She put it down on my desk and said,

"Ms. Kennedy, these are the results of the George Group’s audit work. Please have a look at them and

sign on them."

I nodded and asked casually, "How’s AC going?" Thomson Group was not a big corporation, but it

wasn’t small either, so it would take a lot of effort to do their audit work too.

"It’s been going smoothly."

I started to read through the papers and suddenly thought of the business trip tomorrow, asking, "When

will the plane take off tomorrow?"

"Five in the morning!" Jackie paused and went on, "The business trip to City A will take two days, so it’d

be better for you to take full advantage of time. Jo Turner Credit’s people will also leave with you

tomorrow!"

I nodded approval and said after some consideration, "I can handle the business trip to City A on my

own. You stay here and help Jo Turner Credit and AC with their work."

"OK!"

During the rain season in Newton Town, it was always cloudy and rainy. Finally there was a few hours

of sunshine yesterday, but now it was pouring again.

When I had gone through all the papers, it was already 5 pm. My head was spinning, my eyes sore, so

I asked Jackie to buy a bottle of eye drops for me.

Finally, I finished writing the work summary, and it was 6 pm.

As a pregnant woman, I was always hungry. Therefore, I snapped my notebook shut and went out of

the office building. Since it was time to get off work, the employees were all heading out of the building.

They greeted me all the way, and I responded with a smile. At last, I was on the street. I went to the

small restaurant nearby and ordered a set meal.

When I was waiting for the takeaway, a few young girls walked up to me and greeted me shyly, "You

also eat here, Ms. Kennedy?"

I nodded and racked my brains, trying to recall who these girls were, but failed.

A capable-looking girl introduced herself. "Ms. Kennedy, I’m from the department of electronic

technology design."

I thought for a while and recalled everything. Now I was in charge of HY Technology’s project, and I

had used to visit their department, so no wonder they knew me.

The George Group was a huge corporation, and in Newton Town there were thousands of employees

working in the same office building. Therefore, I hardly knew anyone else except for those who I kept in

touch with.

I left with the takeaway after greeting with these young girls with a faint smile.

"Kris, it turns out the executives eat takeaways just like us!"

"The executives are also human beings, so of course they eat takeaways!"

"Their monthly salary is equivalent to our wages for years, and I thought they would eat better!"

"…"

Their voices faded out as I walked out of the small restaurant.

There was no limit to a man’s desire. The poor were so intent on making money, while the rich were

lost in the emotional world.

After a busy day of work, I got into the car and began to eat the takeaway. Hardly had I taken a few

bites than I heard someone honking his car horn outside, so I lowered the car window.

A black Maybach stopped by me. I thought for a moment and remembered that hardly anyone I knew

drove this car, except for the one that had been parked in the underground garage of my house for a

long time.

It wasn’t that we couldn’t afford to drive it, but the car was too showy for us to drive.

For a moment, I couldn’t remember who could be driving this fancy car, so I assumed the owner must

be someone I didn’t know, and I closed the car window.

However, the Maybach’s window was lowered and Luis’ eye-catching face was shown through the

driver’s side window. "Hey, beauty, would you like to have dinner with me?"

How corny!

I rolled my eyeballs and raised the takeaway in my hands. "I’m sorry, but I’ve just had dinner."