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Patrick quickly covered his nose with his hand and stood back up.

“All right, let's head inside to get you clean.” He gestured for them to move.

Their stench was unbearable. Had it not been for the sake of friendship, there was no way he would allow them to contaminate his residence.

The trio walked toward the mansion. The more Lucas thought about it, the more he found it hilarious.

“F*ck. I've just come back, and you guys gave me such a lovely greeting. I'm never going to forget this night.” He chuckled.

Kevin chastised, “Dear Gwen, we were just playing the third wheel for once. Is it necessary to get us into this state?”

As they chatted, they could not stop themselves from laughing.

Patrick, however, was a mile away from them, for they were too stinky.

“Blame yourselves for being unlucky. It's not her fault,” he commented.

If you two ever disturb my time with her again, you'll get more than a pile of poop!

and planned to ease their tense relationship by having her give him a ride. Now that they had given her such a scare, he would need

stopped them before picking up the garden hose to hose

loud. It was winter, and the temperature was approximately zero degrees, yet Patrick was

if we end up sick, you better ask Gwen to make

so cold that he could barely form words. “Patrick Lowen, if we end up sick, you

that, he immediately sprayed the

eat the food she cooks. Both

out of the car, she sniffed

air herself off. However, it was too cold, so she started shivering as

saw her fidgeting about in the cold. Hence, he walked up

the money, Gwen. It should be transferred

it was, Gwendolyn smiled and replied, “Thanks,

by tomorrow, and we can pay for Melanie's medical fees to begin her surgery. How great! Melanie's finally going to get better, while Lucy will soon be able to

chatted for a while

entered the door, Camille was still waiting

“You're back, Gwen.”

still awake, Ms. Ziegler?” Gwendolyn replied in

mulled wine for you. Let me