Why Did They Kill Off George On Grey's Anatomy Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Before I die, I want you to know why I killed Alpha Dell. That man wanted to set Annabelle up with Stevan, I didn't want my only child to fall into the hands of a bastard like him. Since I knew I wouldn't be able to refuse, I decided to kill him, that way no one would carry out the match. That's the reason, George. You don't need to tell Annabelle, you just need to know, there should be at least one person who knows why I did it." George clenched his fists, he wanted to hit Frank with the gun he was carrying. George wondered, if he could save Annabelle from an arranged marriage with a man she didn't love, why couldn't he also save Diana from marrying Alpha Darren? To George it already expla

"I didn't betray you, bitch. I have to save myself and my daughter. Stop blaming me for your problems. I wonder what kind of human you are. You killed a man just because of his property and you after his daughter and her friends. That's so stupid and pathetic." "Shut up!", She shouted. "You know nothing!" "Really? Is that so? Go ahead and kill me and stop yourself from this misery you are in." "I'll gladly do so", she said and pulled the trigger, shooting him in the head. "Throw out his body, Patrick. Throw it where someone can find it." George's life flashed before his eyes in a second –the day he met his wife, their wedding, when he found out she was pregnant, the day she gave birth and di

" Kelly assured even though he knew how impossible it would be to convince Dexter to come with him to the hospital. He barely knows Derek, George's son. That would have shown up without hesitation. Now he's stuck in between pleading for Dexter to show up or letting it slide. George was placed on the sick bed as some nurses attended to him. He was in pain, yet managed to force a smile. He had his eyes focused on Kelly the whole time he was being treated by the nurses. Kelly caught George staring at him. It was too obvious to be overlooked. "Why are you glaring at me like that? You're smiling too. This is quite strange for someone who nearly lost his life to a heart attack," "Enough reason I n

She scooped an equally wailing Kaelia from her bassinet and held her close. She bounced her gently while I screamed and tore at my own hair until my throat burned and I had a harsh headache. “Jess, please breathe,” she begged, but I was unwilling. I wanted to die. I wanted to join William wherever he was. I begged the world to tell me it was all a lie, an expensive joke. But it wasn't. George was dead. Days passed like a blur after that. I wore only black clothes. People whispered condolences, and faces looked at me with pity.

Move! But George, who could've easily dodged, took the hit head-on. His eyes reddened slightly as he spoke, "If I could, I wish it had been me who died." Myra chuckled hysterically. She collapsed to her knees, sobbing. "I don't believe you, George. You two never got along growing up. Be honest. You've been eyeing the position of Pearce Group's successor for a long time, haven't you? "If you wanted it so badly, why didn't you just say so? I would've taken Will and left everything behind! But instead, you destroyed my family… You destroyed the man I loved!

“Thank you for killing me in my first lifeline.” After the policemen forcefully removed George from the building, she leaned in close and whispered into his ear, leaving him with a broken bones. Livia will always remember the look on George’s face when she quietly uttered those words. She observed a mixture of confusion and regret on George’s face. Although George is not the one who really killed her, he is the reason she died. The scene occurred last week, and Livia is still unable to shake off George’s response. It was an extraordinary moment, and if Livia had managed to grab her phone in time, she might have captured it in a photo.

"What other questions do I have to ask a killer like you, George?" George sneered, his anger rising. "I'll give you information you didn't pay for. I planned your mother's death. She didn't just die of a deadly disease." "You must be out of your goddamn mind,” I spat at him as I moved the chair a little bit forward but restrained Anderson. My eyes widened in horror as the truth about my mother's death finally came to light. "You killed my mom?" I asked, trying to process the revelation. George's words cut deep. "I made sure she was killed before the donor arrived so I could marry you, Juliet."

He spoke in a low voice, "In the months before your father's death, he started investigating these companies. I think he wanted to expose something, but was afraid of getting too involved. He had hinted that some people didn't want this information to be made public." Alicia felt a chill run down her spine, her voice trembling slightly, "You mean...my father's death might not have been an accident?" Alice felt tears welling up in her eyes, but she managed to hold them back. She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. "What about you, Uncle George? Why are you still alive?" George grimaced and shook his head, "Because I'm a coward, Alice. After your father... passed away, I was terrified.

I felt his hands move to brush away my tears. George didn’t use such tenderness when I had thought he was Hunter. Maybe he was actually showing me kindness, except I didn’t want his kindness. I just wanted him to let me die. The pain was just too much for me to handle. First, he played me with Hunter, I lost my connection to Brett and now Caleb. I couldn’t take it anymore. “Just let me die. Haven’t you done enough?” “Darlin, I can’t let you die. You mean too much to me.”

Wilson nodded his head and said with a frown, “What’s the matter? Have you offended Mr. Larson?” “Gulp!” When George saw the grave look on Wilson’s face, he could feel goosebumps appearing all over his body as his limbs turned cold. He gulped. He only had one thought on his mind. ‘Sh*t, sh*t! Wilson’s actually here because of Zayn, and we completely offended Zayn just now!’ When he thought about it, George contemplated suicide. The same went for Hector, Howard, and the rest of them. Their jaws had all dropped, as if they had just seen a ghost...