Forbidden Passion

Chapter 775 I've Never Hated Anyone This Much in My Life

The sandstorm raged all night, with the wind howling outside the window.

Cindy lay on the couch, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. She picked up her phone to check the time; it was only 2:30 AM. Getting through the night was proving to be incredibly difficult.

Feeling thirsty, she propped herself up on the couch and saw Patrick, who was curled up in a chair playing on his phone, looking over at her. She cleared her throat.

"You're still awake?"

Patrick put down his phone and stared at her silently for a long time before suddenly sneering, "Some people grind their teeth and fart in their sleep. How am I supposed to sleep?"

Cindy's pretty face turned visibly red. She glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about? I never grind my teeth or fart in my sleep."

"How would you know what you do when you're asleep?" Patrick crossed his arms, his

tone icy.

Cindy felt a pang of guilt. Could she really be that ungraceful in her sleep?

Avoiding Patrick's gaze, she said uncertainly, "I hold in my farts when I'm awake, let alone when I'm asleep. There's no way I fart in my sleep."

Seeing her earnestly defending herself, Patrick couldn't help but laugh, "Are you an idiot?"

She rushed over and started hitting Patrick with her fists. She was quite strong, and it actually hurt.

At first, Patrick let her vent, but after a few hits, he grabbed her wrists, "Alright, alright, stop being mad."

Cindy struggled a bit but couldn't free her hands.

Patrick's eyes and frowned, "You have

inside the house. With so many people, the upstairs

had given the couch to Cindy, Ulysses was on the small couch in the dressing room, and Patrick was curled

he could finish, Patrick yawned, tears forming

not sleepy. Go lie down for a bit. Even if you can't sleep, you

rubbing her pulse point. A tingling sensation shot from her

"Uh, you should go."

He looked at Cindy, got up, and walked over to

on the couch pillow, the familiar scent of her shampoo filling his nostrils. It was

water, opened it, and drank more than half. She turned to look out the window; the sandstorm seemed to be subsiding, and she

in the chair, took out

the time, there were always people online. She quickly matched with her teammates, chose her favorite hero, and started battling in the

of rounds until her neck and eyes were sore. She tossed her phone onto the dressing

Cindy

so much time in the dressing room that there wasn't much to see. Her

over Patrick's long legs hanging off the edge. At nearly 6.2 feet tall, he looked cramped on the 5-foot

standing by the couch and tentatively calling him, "Patrick, Patrick, are you

with his eyes

sleeping deeply. In the dim light from the dressing

nose, thin

and serene look. His long eyelashes cast delicate

his

"You're quite good-looking. No wonder your fans like you so much. If they knew you were

was quitting the

from Ulysses. Apparently, he was going to inherit his family business after quitting. Thinking about it made her

was about to get up and leave, Patrick suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace. She lost