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Patrick had clearly seen Gwendolyn remove his shirt last night with his own eyes. She's trying to push the blame on Ms. Ziegler.

He smirked knowingly and shot her a glance. Suspicion flitted through his piercing gaze.

“I remember seeing you take it off last night,” he insisted.

His accusation caused Gwendolyn to blush.

D*mn it!

The gears in her mind turned, and she explained, “You must have imagined it. You had a lot to drink last night, after all. Ms. Ziegler was the one who took off your clothes for you. She even wiped your body. It would have been too awkward for me to do these things otherwise.”

Gwendolyn admirably kept her composure as she lied through her teeth. Patrick deepened his scrutiny.

Suddenly, he pulled off the covers and stood up.

Gwendolyn's eyes widened in shock at the sight of his cut figure. Her eyes strayed to the region of his manhood, and she barely stopped herself from gaping.

Isn't this too much?

She hurriedly spun around and stammered, “I washed and dried your clothes for you. Just wait here while I get them for you.”

grabbed his clothes

as she stared at

his clothes were custom-made, and water was their biggest enemy. His clothes needed gentle dry-cleaning,

checked the labels on his clothes and stumbled backward

can't believe I ruined

I met Patrick! Urgh! I don't want to cook and clean for him

clothes and returned

and hawed as Patrick asked, “Where are my

Lowen, a thief stole your clothes from the

pretty convincing lie, right? Clothing theft is pretty common around these parts. I'm

“Perhaps your expensive clothes

a sheepish smile while Patrick's

ruin them in the washing

I mean, no, of course not! I dry-cleaned them and aired them for a while outside.

her in her lie. She's smart to claim they were stolen, though. Did she think I wouldn't make

get you something else to wear. There are

she realized Patrick would never

stopped herself abruptly when she realized

out a high-collared white shirt, a gray sweater, and a pair of