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Realizing what she had said, Gwendolyn was stunned for a moment. “Wait, why am I telling you this?”
While she was hanging on Patrick's body, he stiffened upon hearing her answer.
He could feel the warmth of her fingers on his neck. His Adam's apple bobbed, and it made a sound.
“Gwendolyn, answer me. Do you like Patrick?”
Gwendolyn suddenly patted his shoulders before sliding down from his body. Walking to the front and
bumping the bed, she fell right into the mattress.
Upon flipping her body comfortably, she replied, “I don't like him. He's getting married to Felicia. How
could I like him?”
She hugged herself and curled into a ball.
“The people I hate the most in the world are Felicia and her mother. I hate everyone who is related to
them, including Patrick.”
Patrick initially wanted to know her true feelings, yet what he got was the complete opposite.
His expression changed drastically. He was trying to contain his anger the moment he heard
Gwendolyn saying she did not like him.
However, after hearing her explanation, he finally understood her feelings.
Sitting on the bedside, he caressed her face. “Gwendolyn, why do you hate Felicia so much?” She
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdoesn't like me because she hates Felicia and her mother.
Gwendolyn shook her head. “No. I don't want to talk about them.”
Thinking about what they had done to her, she loathed them, but she could not take revenge on them
now.
Gwendolyn refused to talk about them when she recalled the arrogant and gloating looks on Felicia and
her mother's faces.
Patrick did not get an answer from her, and he felt distressed looking at Gwendolyn's suffering
expression.
The next moment, he pulled her up and kissed her.
The kiss was so gentle that Gwendolyn did not even recognize him. She even kissed him back.
With her arms around his neck, she touched his tongue with hers. She was not good at kissing, but it
had successfully triggered Patrick's desires for her.
“Gwendolyn, if you keep doing this, I'll lose control,” he warned her, panting heavily.
However, the drunk woman was not aware of the dangerous situation she was in.
She smiled and replied, “Your mouth smells so good. It's mint. I like it.”
With that, she kissed him again. Right at that moment, the man had completely lost control.
He pinned her on the bed and looked at her coldly.
“Gwendolyn, don't blome me. You osked for it, but I'll be responsible.”
Gwendolyn's honds were woving in the oir os she wos trying to find him. Just then, he lowered his heod
to kiss her.
Finolly, her orms found his neck ogoin. Gwendolyn noticed he felt so fomilior, especiolly when she hod
her orms wropped oround his neck.
It seemed os if she hod dreomed obout him before.
Even his scent wos fomilior to her.
Therefore, she hod no defense ogoinst him, ond she wos ofroid thot he would disoppeor ogoin.
She hugged him tightly so thot he would not disoppeor from her embroce.
Looking ot the reluctont womon underneoth him, Potrick smiled ond took off her clothes.
He suddenly recolled the night bock then os he looked ot her noked body.
His fingers brushed ocross her lips, ond she quickly grobbed his hond before opening her eyes.
“Don't leove me ogoin, okoy? I know it wos you. The kids miss you, too. They need you.”
Potrick frowned upon heoring thot. Does she think I'm someone else?
He then potted her cheek ond uttered, “Gwendolyn Ashton, I'm Potrick Lowen. I'm the one who's
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsleeping with you. Keep thot in mind.”
“Gwendolyn, don't blame me. You asked for it, but I'll be responsible.”
Gwendolyn's hands were waving in the air as she was trying to find him. Just then, he lowered his head
to kiss her.
Finally, her arms found his neck again. Gwendolyn noticed he felt so familiar, especially when she had
her arms wrapped around his neck.
It seemed as if she had dreamed about him before.
Even his scent was familiar to her.
Therefore, she had no defense against him, and she was afraid that he would disappear again.
She hugged him tightly so that he would not disappear from her embrace.
Looking at the reluctant woman underneath him, Patrick smiled and took off her clothes.
He suddenly recalled the night back then as he looked at her naked body.
His fingers brushed across her lips, and she quickly grabbed his hand before opening her eyes.
“Don't leave me again, okay? I know it was you. The kids miss you, too. They need you.”
Patrick frowned upon hearing that. Does she think I'm someone else?
He then patted her cheek and uttered, “Gwendolyn Ashton, I'm Patrick Lowen. I'm the one who's
sleeping with you. Keep that in mind.”
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