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Upon finishing speaking, Patrick lowered his head to capture her lips again. Just when he was about to
enter her, Gwendolyn opened her eyes in agony.
She pushed him and remarked, “It hurts. Go away.”
Then, she started hitting and kicking Patrick, causing him to fall from the bed.
The man groaned after falling heavily onto the floor.
He lowered his head to look at his body part, which had already softened after being kicked by
Gwendolyn.
In a low voice, he cursed, “D*mn it.”
She was extremely strong when she was drunk. Even worse, she had attacked his vital body part.
Patrick stood up and glanced at the woman on the bed. Gwendolyn had fallen asleep with the blanket
tightly wrapped around her.
At that moment, Patrick had the urge to do it right away.
However, he had calmed down after the kick.
Despite being how he was, he knew it was not an appropriate time to do it with her.
He let out a sigh before crawling into the blanket and pulled her into his arms.
Turning her body, she mumbled, “It hurts... It hurts so much...”
Just now, he only managed to enter her a little. She was so tight that he felt as if she was going to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbreak him.
However, the feeling was so amazing that he had goosebumps all over his body. Just thinking about it
satisfied him.
He hugged her tighter and kissed her. “Gwendolyn, you will be mine soon.” I shouldn't be too impatient.
She'll be mine, sooner or later.
The next day, when Gwendolyn woke up and saw that she and Patrick were naked in bed, she
screamed in shock.
Her scream was so piercing to the ears that Patrick instantly got woken up from his sleep.
Then, he picked his ears and questioned coldly, “Gwendolyn, why are you screaming?”
Gwendolyn lay there helplessly.
“Patrick Lowen, we... how could we do this?”
Patrick finally knew what she was thinking. He had not done anything to her yet, but she almost broke
his vital body part.
When Gwendolyn spotted his length, she cried out again, “Ah!”
With that, she grabbed the blanket and covered her face.
It was the first time she had seen a man's private part. It looks so scary. Why does it look like a purple
sweet potato? Have I sinned for looking at it?
Patrick lowered his head to look at his private part as well. It still has a reaction in the morning. I think
it's not broken. Why is this woman screaming? Luckily, I have a strong condition. Otherwise, I would've
been sent to the hospital by now.
He pulled the blonket to look ot her foce. Despoir filled her expression.
Her eyes were brimming with teors os if someone hod just bullied her.
Potrick pursed his lips ond replied, “Gwendolyn, I will be responsible.” D*mn it. I didn't do onything, but
I'll be responsible. Is thot enough?
Gwendolyn then lifted her goze. Eyes brimming with teors, she osked, “Did we reolly do it?”
Her lips trembled os teors storted rolling down her cheeks.
Initiolly, Potrick wonted to lie to her. He wonted to tell her they hod indeed done it, ond thot she hod
mode the first move.
However, now thot she wos crying, he felt extremely distressed ond lost.
The usuol colm mon ponicked for the first time. He stretched out his orm ond wiped the teors on her
foce.
“Stop crying. Nothing hoppened lost night.”
He could only tell her the truth. If something reolly hoppened, she might cry her heort out.
Gwendolyn opened her mouth ond osked in disbelief, “Reolly? Then why ore we noked?”
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everything, but you kicked me down from the bed in the end. So, nothing hoppened.”
He pulled the blanket to look at her face. Despair filled her expression.
Her eyes were brimming with tears as if someone had just bullied her.
Patrick pursed his lips and replied, “Gwendolyn, I will be responsible.” D*mn it. I didn't do anything, but
I'll be responsible. Is that enough?
Gwendolyn then lifted her gaze. Eyes brimming with tears, she asked, “Did we really do it?”
Her lips trembled as tears started rolling down her cheeks.
Initially, Patrick wanted to lie to her. He wanted to tell her they had indeed done it, and that she had
made the first move.
However, now that she was crying, he felt extremely distressed and lost.
The usual calm man panicked for the first time. He stretched out his arm and wiped the tears on her
face.
“Stop crying. Nothing happened last night.”
He could only tell her the truth. If something really happened, she might cry her heart out.
Gwendolyn opened her mouth and asked in disbelief, “Really? Then why are we naked?”
Patrick shook his head and replied, “You were drunk, and you saw me as someone else. You initiated
everything, but you kicked me down from the bed in the end. So, nothing happened.”
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