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Patrick reached out and touched her cheeks. “We have a doctor at home too. Let's go.”
He was always a decisive man. Once he had decided not to extend his stay at the hospital, even when
his wound was still bleeding, nothing would make him change his mind.
Kevin sighed. “All right. We will discharge you tomorrow. You still have to let us run a few check-ups
today.”
After saying that, he turned around and left the ward. Gwendolyn patted Patrick on the shoulder and
said, “Patrick, can't you be a little more obedient? It's not like you're still a child.”
In fact, it would be better if he was her child. At least her children would listen to her.
She could not do anything about him. Patrick pulled her into his embrace and lowered his head to
press his lips on hers.
Thinking he might not have long to live, Patrick refused to waste his remaining time in the hospital.
Gwendolyn wanted to struggle against him, but as soon as she thought of his wound, she dared not
resist. Instead, she clung to his neck, responding to his hurried and deep kiss.
It was as if he wanted to swallow her alive. Then, slowly, he reached his hands under her clothes.
Gwendolyn immediately caught his hands with hers and widened her eyes. He could not possibly be
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthinking about doing this, given the circumstances.
Patrick nibbled gently on her lips and said, “Gwen, don't make me stop.”
At that moment, he could not think of anything else but getting intimate with her, wanting her, and
having her for himself.
Hearing his low and hoarse voice, with great temptation and seduction, Gwendolyn could no longer
stay rational.
“But, outside...”
They were still in the hospital, where doctors and nurses could enter their ward anytime. She was
afraid of being walked in on by them.
Patrick caressed her cheeks and reached out to toss everything else, including the laptop, onto the
couch. He then pointed at the door. “You should go lock the door then.”
Gwendolyn snapped back to her senses and got out of bed. She strode toward the door and turned on
the lock.
Right after locking the door, she could feel her heart beating so rapidly that it made her hard to breathe.
She patted herself on the chest and said inwardly, “Don't be afraid. You love him and are willing to take
things further with him.”
Patrick was not the only person being aroused in this situation. She felt the same too.
She ran back to the bed and took the initiative by sealing her lips with his.
Feeling her passion, Patrick smirked. He hooked an arm around her waist and picked her up before
rolling on top of her.
She was a little startled when she felt her lips being parted.
Reaching out to touch his delicate face, she realized this was the first time she got to touch his face so
openly. He was indeed very good-looking.
He stared at her face with his dark eyes. His eyes reflected not only his usual coldness but also a hint
of affection.
His dark hair was a mess, but the look in his dark eyes was still mesmerizing and without any restraint.
Like a sculpture made of marble, his face was flawless. His eyes were dark and shiny like ice, radiating
dimmed and cold glint.
Gwendolyn's heart skipped a beat as she stared at his face. A handsome man like him was
undoubtedly every woman's ideal man.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYet, he was hers. Just the thought of that was enough to make her feel delighted.
Noticing that she kept touching his face, Patrick propped himself up and looked at her
condescendingly. He chuckled lowly and asked, “Do you like touching me so much?”
Gwendolyn's eyes flickered when she heard that, and she nodded in response.
He narrowed his eyes and pressed his body lower, kissing her lips and invading her mouth with the tip
of his tongue. Gwendolyn's mind started spinning instantly.
His kiss was rushed and feverish, and he moved his lips from her lips to her collarbones, slowly
breaking all of her restrains. Although she had been intimate with him several times, she had never felt
this way with him.
Closing her eyes, she did not know what to do.
She wrapped her arms tightly around his back as Patrick removed the fabric covering her body. Their
breathing got quicker and quicker.
Gwendolyn could feel his body reacting to her. It was a little terrifying. This was not her first time
enduring his physical reaction, but this time, it was more terrifying than the previous experience.
She frowned, knowing that it would be tough for her to endure this.
Patrick also frowned. He said in a rather seductive tone, “Gwen, relax. Otherwise, you... you will break
me.”
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