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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.”

balcony. She grabbed his clothes from the laundry rack

confusion as she stared at the

all his clothes were custom-made, and water was their biggest enemy. His

labels on his clothes and

set is worth hundreds of thousands! I can't believe I ruined them! Is he

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

his clothes and returned to

and hawed as Patrick asked, “Where are my

your

right? Clothing theft is pretty common

for good measure, “Perhaps

a sheepish smile while Patrick's

you ruin them in the

I dry-cleaned them and aired them for a while outside. I didn't

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

Gwendolyn piped up, “I'll get you something else to wear. There

realized Patrick would never wear someone else's

stopped herself abruptly when she realized Patrick would never

a gray sweater,