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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 for

sighed. “How can they be so heartless? Can't they see that I'm

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

her complaints, Gwendolyn still walked forward with all her might and finally

crook of her neck. “Gwendolyn, why do you smell

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

longer wore perfume ever since she had a kid because it

you smell very

grinned and caressed

you're cute when

and his

her feel a sense

grazed her neck. He thought she smelled really good as he listened to her words and allowed her to pat his head as

must really

and

ticklish, so she lifted his head and asked, “Patrick, what are you

to touch that

he had left and his eyes shone because it looked seductive, arousing