Gabby, My Fierce Girl
Part 8's
After making sure Gabby was unconscious, George immediately released all the bonds in the woman's body, so as not to be suspected of kidnapping crimes while at the airport. He re-wears a shabby shirt and suit. Although it looks untidy, but his good looks never diminish in the slightest.
George positioned himself behind the steering wheel. He immediately started the engine and stepped on the gas pedal of his car.
George glanced at Gabby's face. “You are beautiful if you are silent and according,” murmured involuntarily.
“Gosh! What am I talking about, you have to remember George! You've made a promise to that little girl! You will always fail if you have a relationship with another woman!” George cursed himself, as if he had a curse in his life if he did not marry his little girl.
George stopped his car at a red light. He glanced at Gabby's face again, for some reason his eyes always wanted to see her.
The man shook his head strongly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Thirty minutes away, they finally arrived at the airport. George stopped his car in front of the entrance, seeing many four-wheeled vehicles stopping there as well.
George came out, his charm was beyond doubt.
Sophie—psychiatrist requested by Davis is seen waiting at the airport. The woman looked at George unblinking, even her mouth wide open with a little saliva coming out.
“You Sophie? The psychiatrist?” George's voice broke the woman's daydream. He even spoke without looking at the person, already uncomfortable with the gaze of the woman who looked adoring him.
Shopie chuckled, she hurriedly wiped her saliva. “I-iya,” she answered nervously.
“Lend wheelchair at airport!” george's word to Sophie.
“Ba-baik.” Sohipe could not resist, somehow the aura of George makes everyone not warty and always obey.
While waiting, George pulled the suitcase out of the trunk. He leaned his body against the body of the car and folded his hands on his chest. Sometimes he saw Richard Mille's clock curled in his hand.
“This, sir.” Sophie hands George a wheelchair.
“After you!” hardik George's. Without a word of thanks, he immediately grabbed the thing held by Sophie.
Handsome, unfortunately cold, her lover would definitely be the luckiest woman to have such a cold man who would never glance at any woman. Had I been that lucky woman, I would not have turned her down, Sophie murmured inwardly.
George opened the car door, lifted Gabby up and sat down in a wheelchair.
“Why is he unconscious? Is this woman sick?” chirps Sophie throws questions.
George stared at Sophie. “Don't ask much if still want to breathe fresh air!” threaten her.
Gluey!
Sophie swallowed her saliva, indeed the eagle's eyes were very frightening. Just asking trivial things the man did not allow. He even wanted to swallow it alive.
George immediately stepped his foot. His right hand was used to push the wheelchair and the left hand he used pushed Gabby's suitcase. Even he did not have time to prepare a change of clothes because he was in a hurry, he could borrow Davis or buy there. It was just a matter of clothes, it was very easy for him.
“Master, let me bant—” Sophie who wants to help push the suitcase so that George does not have any trouble he paused after getting a sharp gaze from George again.