Chapter 14

"Mr. Hopper..." Patrick did not move a muscle but simply looking at her. The girl seemed to have made up her mind. She arched her back and was ready to give him a kiss. Yet Patrick suddenly frowned and pushed her away.

The girl was startled, Charless speechless, Patrick himself confused...

"What's wrong? Are you even interested in women now?"

As if struck by lightning, Patrick stood still and pondered on this strange question.

The new girl whose kiss was rejected kept her eyes wide open, holding her breath.

"Patrick, are you really..." Charles swallowed his saliva and scanned Patrick from head to toe.

Being doubted his mojo, a horrible storm stirred in Patrick's mind, "I don't have a problem. I was a fracking tiger when I had sex with Amelia!"

"Who is this, Amelia?"

"That's my wife!"

"Oh, that's her." Charles slapped his forehead in surprise, "Patrick, have you fallen in love with her?"

almost swept the

me rephrase it, do you only like her body and no one

first one. Patrick held his arms on the back of

only like her body? That's easy to fix. Just sleep with her

glass and clinked it with Charles'. The strong liquor burns his throat so much the heat spread across his entire body. And that heat turned into an insatiable fire of

through high school with Patrick, Charles went down the memory lane

do you remember

drunken eyes

Wallace was a beauty at that time.

broke into pieces in Patrick's palm. The girl shouted, "Your hand,

because of it. Realizing that his mistake, Charles explained, "I know, Patrick,

Patrick stared at the bleeding cut in his palm and slowly

snapped out of it and suggested with her voice still trembling, "Mr. Hopper

wound. He got up and said, "Charles, it's getting

mentioned Melissa Wallace. "No. You're drunk as

In the Hopper residence.

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