“President Isaac, it’s such a coincidence to bump into you here. Why not join us for dinner?” Two middle-aged men immediately stood up and walked toward him.
Zachary was annoyed as he looked at Patricia; she was in Isaac’s arms, and he wanted to get her back. When Madam Selwyn noticed that, she grabbed his arm tightly and whispered, “Zach, don’t forget that Miss Turnbull is here. Let’s not embarrass her. Patricia isn’t a good match for you since she’s already a mother of three.”
Oliver was Zachary’s father, whereas Peter was Lisa’s. Both men walked up to Isaac before shaking hands with him and passing him their name cards. Isaac took the name cards with one hand as he grabbed Patricia’s waist with the other.
“We apologize for interrupting your dinner. We’ll be taking our leave.” Isaac escorted Patricia as the two middle-aged men saw them out.
“Zach, don’t you see that she’s with Isaac now? She’s not as innocent as you think she is. In fact, she’s sly and manipulative,” Madam Selwyn uttered.
Madam Selwyn was glad that she had tried to prevent Patricia from getting near her son. If not for that, he would have been the stepfather of Patricia’s children, and she strongly opposed the idea of that.
When he heard her words, Zachary looked grim and glared at his mother coldly. “Mom, I won’t proceed with the wedding.” He then pushed her hand away and walked out of the room.
On his way out, he bumped into the two middle-aged men in the hallway. “Zach, where are you going?” However, he simply ignored them and left.
Knowing that her son must have felt upset, Madam Selwyn shook her head regretfully, but she was adamant about her decision for him not to marry Patricia. It was a decision that he had to accept as the whole Selwyn Family would be against it too.
After Patricia and Isaac returned to their room, she sat down quietly and took a sip of tea.
“Why? Are you sad that he’s getting married?” Isaac was displeased at how dejected she looked.
He was initially jealous that she knitted a cardigan for Zachary, but now that she had given it to him, he didn’t seem to care about that anymore. He layered it with a shirt underneath which made him feel warm in the cold weather.
“I’m not. I’m happy that he’s found happiness.” She raised her gaze and looked at him.
In fact, she had never imagined that both of them would get together, let alone get married as she’d always seen him as a friend. Since he had been kind toward her and her children, she refused to make it hard for him. She knew that their marriage wouldn’t be a happy one since his family despised her, after all.
When he heard her answer, Isaac was skeptical as he put some food on her plate. “Eat up. The dishes are getting cold.”
They spent an hour on dinner, and she noticed that he seemed to have a good appetite as he was probably hungry. It was already 10.00PM by the time they finished their dinner, so she wanted to rush home to see her children.
However, Isaac wanted to go stargazing and refused to let her go. Since she couldn’t do anything about it, she sighed, thinking that she was more like a nanny instead of his personal secretary.
When they got into the car, Isaac stared at her to the point of making Patricia uncomfortable. “President Isaac, I’ve agreed to go with you, so please stop looking at me like that.”
“Patricia, you’re not allowed to think of other men when you’re with me. Understand?” He laughed. It sounded more like a command as he spoke in a deep and cold tone.
He was overbearing in Patricia’s eyes, but she didn’t dare to go against him and would do as he asked, fearing that he would cut her pay. Just then, her mobile phone rang.
She picked up the call and answered, “Hey there, Scott.” It was her son, and she thought that he was calling to rush her home.
“Mommy, please come back quickly. Sylvie is experiencing a high fever, and her temperature is over a hundred degrees.”
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