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Gwendolyn's expressions changed. She looked down and saw that he hadn't loosened his grip. He was still holding on to her tightly.

She frowned and lifted her head to look at him.

“What's wrong?” He looked back at her calmly.

Gwendolyn bit her lip. Is he so drunk that he failed to realize where he's pinching? Forget it. I can't be thinking about that now. I have to get him into the car first.

She took him outside. Each step she took made her feel as though she was going to die from exhaustion.

Why are men so tall? What's the use of having such a long body and long legs?

Patrick couldn't help but smile when she noticed the frown on the woman's face.

Gwendolyn ignored him. She was basically dragging him outside.

A few waiters came over at that moment, wanting to help her. But Patrick shot them a look. They were so stunned that they quickly retreated.

Gwendolyn looked at the few waiters who were retreating and said, “Don't go. I need help. Just help me get him into the car.”

The waiters shook their heads. “We're sorry, Miss. We're busy and we have to go. Please excuse us.”

saying that, they immediately left

be so heartless? Can't they see that I'm dying

her. His smile widened when he took in

all her might and finally

in the crook of her neck. “Gwendolyn, why do you smell so good? What

drenched in sweat, Gwendolyn turned her head to look at him. “Mr. Lowen, are you really drunk? I smell good?

she had a kid because it wasn't good for young children and their sense of

very good and very

grinned and

think you're cute when you're

serious as how he usually spoke, and his tone was a lot

her feel a

smelled really good as he listened to her words and allowed her to pat his head as if

must really

sucked her neck and planted a few hickeys

head and asked, “Patrick, what are

then lifted her hand to

and his eyes shone because it looked seductive, arousing