Darling, Please Love Me Again! (Gisele Meyer)

Chapter 96

Dorian briskly approached, his curiosity evident. “What were you just saying?” he asked

Gisele.

Despite feeling the urge to touch her, he hesitated, mindful of what he had learned about post– traumatic stress disorder during his research in his study. He didn’t want to inadvertently trigger any distress for her.

Gisele casually met his gaze with a neutral expression. “Oh, you mean when I was asking if Sesame would miss Peanut?”

Despite her calm demeanor, a spark of anticipation flickered in Gisele’s heart. Did Dorian still remember Peanut?

“Peanut? Is Sesame its mother?” Dorian gestured toward Sesame, noting the uncanny resemblance between the two cats, right down to the patch of fur on their foreheads.

One might even argue they were identical!

Dorian scrutinized Sesame intently, a cold chuckle escaping his lips. “What’s the point of letting this animal on the bed? A mere pet can earn your affection, yet you seem to disregard human relationships.”

“Sesame is more than just a pet! It’s Peanut’s offspring, and Peanut has always been

affectionate since it was a kitten. They’ve never harmed anyone!” Gisele retorted, holding

Sesame close.

Sesame seemed to understand Dorian’s words and let out a discontented “meow.”

Confusion flickered in Dorian’s eyes. Was Gisele familiar with Peanut?

Peanut was the cat he had cherished since childhood, his only pet throughout his life.

Since returning to the Jefferson family, Celeste had forbidden him from keeping pets and even insisted he get rid of Peanut.

Nonetheless, Dorian couldn’t bring himself to do it and ended up secretly releasing Peanut.

The only other person who knew about Peanut’s existence at the time was someone else…

and that

person…

Gisele regarded Dorian warily as she asked, “Is there anything else?”

If he insisted on her getting rid of Sesame, she would take Sesame to Angie’s apartment. After all, she couldn’t bear to abandon Peanut’s offspring.

“You’re impossible!” Dorian pretended to be angry as he turned away, taking a few steps before glancing back at her.

Gisele’s previously calm demeanor shifted abruptly. Clutching Sesame tightly, her eyes widened with resolve. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Sesame is clean! It goes to the bathroom and even flushes the toilet on its own. It stays in my room, so you can’t force it out!”

“Remember to come downstairs for dinner,” Dorian reminded her. As he glanced at the innocent– looking Sesame, a flicker of emotion passed through his eyes.

With numerous cats resembling each other and sharing common names, it seemed highly unlikely that Gisele could be the little girl he had encountered in his childhood.

Puzzled, Gisele watched Dorian leave in a huff. Why was he so angry?

“Bing bing.”

The phone on the bedside table began to ring.

Releasing Sesame, Gisele picked up the phone. Seeing Declan’s incoming video call, she hastily got out of bed and dashed barefoot to the door.

“Dorian, wait!” Gisele hurried past the spilled soup, racing to catch

up with Dorian.

With a somber expression, Dorian turned around, but before he could utter a word, Gisele had already answered the video call. Wearing a cheerful smile, she greeted, “Hi, Grandpa

Declan.”

“Why’s that little rascal standing there with such a gloomy face? What’s he up to?” Declan

of excitement. grumbled aloud, though inside, he felt a surge

It seemed that his long–awaited great–grandchild was on the way.

Gisele turned around, feigning surprise as she covered her mouth. “Don, why are you still here? Didn’t you mention having an international conference call? You should prioritize your work; I can manage on my own.”

“Gisele, you’re truly mature beyond your years,” Declan remarked, his tone filled with admiration.

With a gentle smile, Gisele replied, “It’s fine, Grandpa Declan. After all, work is important, and rushing can lead to mistakes. With your wealth of experience, I’m sure you understand these things better than I do.”

“Okay, okay, you’re right. As long as you and Dorian are doing well, I’m at ease,” Declan

egressed his concern for Gisele before allowing her to rest.

With the conversation with Declan now settled, Gisele breathed a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Dorian frowned as he stood at the top of the stairs, his gaze inadvertently drawn to Gisele’s pristine feet.