Patricia’s mind was put at ease after hearing that from Isaac. “Okay. Thank you, President Arnold.”
He lifted his brow while thinking to himself, I should make up for it after failing to control myself last night.
“You’re welcome. It’s my duty,” he replied as his smile reached his eyes.
She sensed something fishy from his sinister smile, but she could not put her finger to it. She rolled her eyes in confusion. I don’t think that I’ve done anything that has crossed the line…
In the end, she just brushed it off as Isaac had always been up to no good. She savored her breakfast whereas the man sitting opposite her kept glancing at her. Evidently, he was in a good mood after sharing an intimate night with her.
His feelings for her became different from before and he was more possessive of her now as though she belonged to him. Only him.
Isaac placed a sunny-side up and some dishes onto her plate. “Eat up.”
Despite Patricia’s voluptuous body, he decided to feed her more in a worry that she might not be able to put up with him in bed in the coming future.
After all, it had been a long time since he had satisfied himself. He would not be able to restrain himself when the time came.
Patricia cast a glance at him with dubious eyes as her eyelashes fluttered like butterflies, causing him to frown deeper. Sh*t. How am I aroused just by looking at her like this?
Thus, he drank his coffee to suppress the surging urge in him.
After having breakfast, Patricia felt much better and concluded that humans should not be starved. To her, starvation could literally mark the end of the world. She was fully energized after filling her stomach as if she could do anything right now.
While she was cleaning up the table, Isaac uttered, “Let’s go. We’ll be late for work. Sophia will clean up the rest.”
She withdrew her hands thinking that he was acting nice for once as he did not insist on having her wash the plates before going to work.
She rose to her feet and scampered along behind him. As soon as she hopped into the car, her brows knitted tightly; her chest hurt so much, especially when she was walking.
Isaac noticed her nuance and questioned, “What’s wrong?”
“It’s the allergies. It hurts so much when I’m walking,” she told him the truth as she pulled her clothes to avoid any contact with it on the chest.
I’ve really gone overboard last night. His expression changed and he quickly messaged Nikola. ‘Do you know any reliable dermatologist?’
It took Nikola a while to reply to the message. “Yeah. You do know that our hospital has all the departments, right?”
There was no way Isaac would not know about it. The point was that he needed a skillful and tight-lipped dermatologist. ‘Ask a reliable female dermatologist to stop by my company.’
‘Okay, but was everything fine last night? Do you need some special pills?’ teased Nikola.
No man would not be concerned about such a thing. Isaac could already imagine how hard Nikola was laughing on the other end.
‘For the love of God, shut up.’ He then kept his phone for he had no intention of continuing the conversation any further.
Patricia, who had been quiet by his side, noticed his actions and called him, “President Arnold, Young Master Henderson promised that he was going to donate his bone marrow to my friend’s daughter if I downed that bottle of alcohol last night. Could you vouch for me? You watched me finish all of it.”
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