Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 19 Agree to Divorce

Jackie had worked with me for two years and she knew well the thing between me and Dennis. She

frowned, “If you serious to the divorce, you will fail to live up to Old Mr. George.”

“What’s more, the shares Old Mr. George transferred to you will be transferred back to President

George. It might not be worth the hassle.”

Knowing her worries, I had no time to make more explanation, “I have my plan. You go now and I need

to go out later.”

Seeing me deaf to her words, Jackie walked out of the office angrily.

I found the car key and went directly to the stair landing, waiting for Jackie. She soon came with a

document bag.

Handing over the bag, she tried to advise me, “Director, it’s not the best time to get a divorce now,

you…”

“Well!” I interrupted, entering the elevator, “Go back to work. I know what I am doing.”

Before she can say something more, the elevator was closed.

I started the car to the appointed spot.

Southern Bay Restaurant was an elegant and quiet Chinese Restaurant, and Chinese style and

delicate dishes were its features. Thanks to the high consumption here, most of the consumers were

rich.

Entering the restaurant, I directly went to the reserved seat. What surprised me was that Mario had

arrived in advance.

In neat and casual clothes, he sat beside the window, with his long fingers tapping the desk.

“Sorry for being late.” Sitting opposite to him, I uttered and called the water for a menu.”

Hearing my voice, he turned over to me. Raising eyebrows, he showed a smile, “A treat on a beauty,

how can I be late?”

It’s rare to see his smile, I showed him the menu, “Is there anyone telling you that you have gentle

smile?”

Raising eyebrows, he didn’t pick up the menu, but let me make the order. With eyes narrowing, he

looked at me, “You are the first one.”

I laughed, and tried to select some dishes he might enjoy.

Returning the menu back to the water, I sipped the water, to see he stared at me with curling lips.

I paused and put down the cup, “Is there anything on my face?”

The corner of his mouth raised. He seemed very cheerful. “It’s the first time to have a dinner with my

friend’s wife, and it’s…”

He paused, and then continued, with a delighted smile, “It’s not bad!”

It’s said that the birds of a feather gather together. As Dennis’ friend, Mario was also difficult.

I didn’t dig further his words, just jumped right into it. “Could you do me a favor?”

Raising eyebrows, he reared back, looking at me, “What favor?”

“The Chinese traditional medicine for miscarried woman.”

He frowned, “Just this?”

I nodded, “I heard that Doctor Bennett is a talent in Chinese traditional medicine. I want some

medicine. Would you help me?”