Chapter 772

The corner of his lips twitched. Was his desire that evident that even Eve was able to hear it through the phone?

What Patrick did not realize was that the tone he usually used with Eve was steady, unlike this moment, when his breathing was getting heavier.

So, of course, she would think he had caught a cold!

"Patrick, hello? Why aren't you saying anything?"

In the face of Eve's question, Patrick had no choice but to answer, "I do have a little cold."

As soon as he answered her, Patrick glared at the culprit who caused him this trouble. Though it looked like the intent in his eyes was anger, he was mostly plaintive about it.

While Amelia was feeling sorry for the state of her clothes, she caught Patrick staring at her with fury. She then returned a look at him in confusion, having no idea why he was making such a bitter expression at her.

Was Eve speaking ill of her to Patrick?

While the gears in Amelia's mind whirred, Patrick was listening to Eve's greetings and consolation.

"Patrick, how do you take care of yourself when I'm not by your side? This can't be it. I'll send a few family doctors to Land of Fragrance right away..."

"Mom, it's just a mild cold. You don't have to trouble yourself with so many things!"

"You've been stubborn since you were young! Listen to how nasally your voice sounds! Your cold sounds severe. No wonder you didn't pick up my call earlier. Were you lying in bed, so tired that you couldn't even open your eyes?"

Eve's logic was giving Patrick a slight headache. "I'm really fine. If you don't believe me, I'll go back to the main mansion later, and you can take a closer look at me then."

Eve listened to him speak and felt that Patrick's nasal voice was not as heavy as before. She then breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Fine. Since you're not sick, then come here right away. I haven't seen you fo a long time. I missed you."

Patrick gave her a reply, then ended the call as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden.

"How come I don't know you're having a cold?"

as Patrick put down his

he saw her eyes glancing at his key body part with slyness in her eyes as if she was mocking

teeth in response and thought, "Is it entirely my fault

was all because of the naive, pitiful expression she always wore. If it was just that simple, it would be fine. However, there was also a lively, suggestive charm in that expression. Was he a normal man if he had not

Amelia was certainly not dumb enough to remain

Hopper caught a cold, you should rest. I advise

This fool!

an impulse to spread Amelia against his

such an infuriating wife, he might not be

before she could shut the door, Patrick stretched

one of her brows and thought, "Is this habitual? He could have clearly used his hands to

had always anxiously stuck his feet

he asked with fierceness, "What are you doing hiding here?" Amelia was unnerved by his glare, wanting to jump out of the window and escape. "I...

sneered. "There's no time for a bath. Mom wants us to go over to her

"I've been out for the whole day today, and I

Stinky?

already slim gap between them,

The conclusion was...

"You don't," said Patrick.

not foul-smelling, she

bewilderment. "Did something go wrong with your

fingers to lift her

"Ew!" exclaimed Amelia.

of discomfort rose in her throat. She was convinced that

at him and uttered impatiently, "No, I can't stand it!

could not stand it

still

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