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,novelx.o the atmosphere seemed to stiffen even though Patrick was smiling smugly. 'You didn't expect that, didja?!"

incorrigible," Sean snapped

retorted, and held on tighter

"Patrick Stuart!"

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

petty with a drunk man, and quickly

he was very strong despite his

couldn't move at all, Patrick bragged smugly, "Can't go anywhere now, can

better not regret

"R-Regret what?"

open,nØvelxo but he was probably drunk-and

else would he hallucinate something like

Sean to manage to get away from

was dreaming, Sean

quietly as he slept

next ward, Cordy was

going to speak to her novëlxo a

to worry about her,

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