A Life Debt Repaid novel (John and Cordy) novel Chapter 897

After the care worker left, Sean pulled Patrick up to his feet and off the table.

Patrick was already dizzy, and the motion almost knocked him out.

He opened his dazed eyes at Sean, all the while feeling that his own body was being dragged along. Sean’s hand was so forceful that he could die from the pain at that very moment.

"Can't you be more gentle?" he snapped indignantly.

"I'm never gentle."

"Your wife must suffer a lot because of you."

"Yeah, she does," Sean replied, and helped Patrick to the bed with considerable difficulty.

He was just about to let Patrick down when Patrick grabbed his clothes, catching him off guard and pulling him down in bed.

As Sean fell on top of Patrick, the atmosphere seemed to stiffen even though Patrick was smiling smugly. "You didn't expect that, didja?!"

"...You're incorrigible," Sean snapped coolly. "Let go."

"No," Patrick retorted, and held on tighter to Sean.

"Patrick Stuart!"

"Threats won't work with me!" Patrick looked utterly dauntless. "You won't kill me and bury me in some unmarked grave, anyway."

Sean told himself not to get petty with a drunk man, and quickly tried to get up.

However, Patrick caught him again; he was very strong despite his somewhat delicate appearance.

When Sean couldn’t move at all, Patrick bragged smugly, "Can't go anywhere now, can you?"

"You better not regret this."

"R-Regret what?"

Patrick's eyes were wide open, but he was probably drunk—and unconscious at that.