Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1220 Can I trust you?

From the beginning to the end, Benjamin was aware of my feelings for Dennis, but he thought that his

charm was above Dennis, that he could change me, that he could change love, that he could change

the normal world, but in fact it was just a fool's errand.

Justin's death seemed to be more than just a huge shock to me, but it also really woke Benjamin up to

the fact that continuing the game would only make him lose everything he had.

But Benjamin finished, and did not move further, just put away the gun, picked up Justin's body, turned

around and walked out.

Looking at their backs, one dead and one wounded, the expectation of crushing Benjamin suddenly

became rolled up in his heart, and it no longer seemed a distant prospect.

It is more regrettable to give up on a goal that is only one step away from completion than to give up

halfway.

The proverbial kick in the pants, the gambler's mentality, even if it's a dead end, I believe Benjamin will

bet it all.

Dennis's actions are becoming clearer and clearer, and a backwater battle is just around the corner.

Assuming Benjamin quits now, he may still be able to save his own life.

But I do expect him to continue to be obsessed.

Not all mistakes should be given a chance to be corrected.

That night, Benjamin did not return all night.

The next day, half asleep, half awake, by the noise downstairs completely stirred up the sleep.

Wrapped in her robe, she got out of bed, pulled back the curtains and was about to curse at Benjamin's

newly replaced squatting henchmen when she saw Stannis in the middle of the four of them, already in

conflict.

I couldn't care less about my image, I pulled my leg and ran downstairs.

As he passed the door, one of his men was calling Benjamin for instructions, "Mr. Benjamin, there's a

Stannis at the door causing trouble, how do we handle ......"

I then stopped and grabbed the phone, declaring loudly into the microphone, "This is my family

business, I'll get rid of him, and you better stay out of it."

After saying that, without waiting for Benjamin's reply, he hung up directly, threw the phone at the

henchman, and grabbed to free Stannis again.

"What are you doing? Let go of him, I said let go of him, you hear me?"

When I saw that these people refused to let go, I simply went straight to the top and knocked their

hands off.

They didn't dare hurt me, so they had to watch me pull Stannis into the house.

When I walked into the house, I vaguely heard them asking Benjamin for instructions again, which I

was used to and did not stop.

When they got to the living room and let go of Stannis, they looked at each other and suddenly fell into

a wordless silence.

Cassandra's funeral was held a week ago. Benjamin's people were watching closely and I was not able

to be there in person, but it was clear from the brief video shown on the news that both the Wang family

and Cassandra's children were suffering terribly.

The incident was defined as a suicide attack in retaliation for society, as the killers were ignorant

children from the poorest areas of the country.

Only I know in my heart that she died for me.

Stannis the whole person seems to be in good spirits, but no one knows how much pain is carried

under the calm appearance, I do not even have the courage to take the initiative to say sorry, I killed

your wife.

A few years in the business has made Stannis more accurate in reading people's opinions, and he

quickly guessed what was going on from my expression.

"Cassandra doesn't blame you, really." His voice was noticeably huskier than before, and though he did

his best to appear calm, I read a few moments of restraint in it.

The name "Cassandra" instantly brought me back to the scene of the accident, where I stood behind

her and watched as she was soaked in blood.

Skinny little body, the blood in the body but it seems to flow inexhaustible, and then recall, even the air

is fishy red color.

Thinking of these, involuntarily nose sore, lowered his head, choking to speak, "I'm sorry."

Stannis suddenly laughed extremely lightly, "Don't be silly, Cassandra is so kind and wouldn't want to

see us upset about her."

I nodded, but then suddenly reacted to his assertiveness when he barged in and jerked my eyes up to

look at him, "What do you want to do when you suddenly come running in here?"

Stannis pursed his lips slightly apologetically, his face still maintained a breezy smile, "Don't worry,

Cassandra was thinking of me until her death, how could I do something stupid to make her worry, I'm

not here for revenge."

"That's fine." I put my heart down again, although I knew I should be more companionable to him at this

time, but I was afraid that he and Benjamin would run into each other head-on, so I had to give the

eviction order, "In that case, if there's nothing else, go back first, I'm not feeling well and want to rest."

Cassandra is dead and Stannis shouldn't be involved anymore.

"It's time to go back." Stannis was full of promise, and just finished saying, "But before that, I need to

see that man beside you, I know all about it, and he is the real culprit."

"And you just said you wouldn't take revenge?" I instantly tensed up, "You're swindling me?"

Almost without any hesitation, I stepped forward and tugged him and was about to walk out, "No, get

out of here first, you can't fight him."

But the moment he turned around, he was pulled back by his strong determination.

Looking back, Stannis didn't move a muscle, just kept shaking her head at me, "No, sis, Cassandra

wants justice."

"You call him out, I just want him to come with me to Cassandra's grave and say he's sorry in person."

Get Benjamin to apologize?

Is it possible?

How can a devil who even has his own beloved and indifferent think he is doing wrong.

No man can kill his wife as if nothing happened, not now.

"I promise you, whatever you want Benjamin to do, I will help you in the future, and when this time is

over, I will personally take Benjamin to make amends to Cassandra, but today, you have to go back

first, okay Stannis?" I rushed around with him.

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"Not good." Stannis stubbornly refused to budge, his feet seemed to be glued to the floor, no matter

how hard I tried, he did not move half a cent.

Seeing the time pass a little, I could do nothing with him, looked at the door, and then at him, and could

only make concessions.

"You're sure that you just want to hear Benjamin apologize in person and not fight him, aren't you

Stannis?" i said in a hushed voice.

"No." Stannis said, "The child cannot afford to lose his father again."

"Can I trust you Stannis?" although this reason is not flawed, I still can not let go.

"Of course." Stannis smiled a deeper smile that looked genuine.

Now there is only a dead horse, give it a try, "Okay, you wait here, I'll go talk to Benjamin, let him

apologize to you."

"Good." Stannis said, and went straight to the couch and sat down, relaxing and waiting.

He is at the best age of a man, sitting there, neatly dressed, reserved and calm, from the side,

completely a business elite waiting to negotiate with his opponent, a sure win.

But I always have a feeling that the mountains are full of rain.

Whether I'm too sensitive, or if that's the case, I have to set the latter before he meets up with

Benjamin.

With that in mind, I couldn't care less about Stannis and rushed outside to wait.