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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.”

immediately left

they be so heartless? Can't they see that

head and looked at her. His smile widened when he took in the resentment

still walked forward with all her might and

neck. “Gwendolyn, why do you smell so good? What

her head to look at him. “Mr. Lowen, are you really drunk? I smell

had a kid because it wasn't good

you smell very good and very

and caressed

think you're

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

made her feel a sense

as he listened to her words and allowed her to pat his head as

girl must really

her neck and planted

head and

then lifted her hand to touch that

the red mark he had left and