Hearing that, Gwendolyn removed her hands from her eyes and glared at him.
“I-I was drunk, so I thought you were someone else.” I must’ve thought he was the man in my dream.
To her, that man was her children’s father, so she would imagine him occasionally.
She wished he would show up and tell her he wanted to be with them.
However, Gwendolyn felt pathetic every time she woke up from the dreams.
That man had disappeared and let her endure everything alone. She even raised the kids all by herself.
Contrary to my wish, I should be wanting to tell him to get lost and that we don’t need him. Yeah, that’s more like it. Gosh. Alcohol is such a bad thing.
Patrick appeared handsome after he put on his clothes tidily.
“I don’t care. You seduced me, and I fell for you. Now that you’re the only one in my heart, you have to be responsible. It’s immoral to leave me after you’ve seduced me.”
While speaking, he leaned closer to her.
Gwendolyn was so scared that she took several steps back. “What if I don’t?”
Why do I have to be responsible? I was drunk, so I wasn’t being myself. Who told him to fall for me so easily?
Patrick inched closer to her, forcing her to stand between him and the wall.
“I’ll post the video that I’ve recorded of you last night. The netizens will certainly teach you a lesson.”
As he spoke, he waved his phone in the air. Gwendolyn widened her eyes as she tried to grab it, but he lifted the phone so high that she could not even touch it.
“Patrick Lowen, you’re despicable. How dare you record me!”
Patrick chuckled evilly. “This is the proof. I did it to prevent someone from going back on her word.”
With that said, he walked into the bathroom to wash himself up.
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