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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!

tense relationship by having her give him a ride. Now that they had given her such a scare,

they entered the mansion, Patrick stopped them before picking

approximately zero degrees, yet Patrick was still spraying them with

Lowen, if we end up sick, you better ask Gwen to make us a meal as compensation,” he said with his

that he could barely form words. “Patrick Lowen, if we end up sick, you better ask Gwen to make us

as Patrick heard that, he

dreams! Only I can eat the food she cooks. Both of you will never

finally arrived home. Once she got out of the car, she sniffed her clothes to check

to air herself off. However, it was too cold,

he saw her fidgeting about in the cold. Hence,

should be

Gwendolyn

while Lucy will soon be able to live a happy life. We can always repurchase a house in the future. As long as Lucy sells her house, she'll be able to pay up the money. It's the best of

chatted for a while before

entered the door, Camille was

“You're back, Gwen.”

Ms. Ziegler?” Gwendolyn

mulled wine for you. Let me get you some