You Are My One and Only

Patricia frowned as she asked herself, Where did this kid learn all these? Throw myself at him and give birth to siblings…

It was already 6.30PM when she went downstairs, and if she had to reach Estrella Villa at 7.00PM, she had to drive there in her Toyota.

The entire way was full of traffic as it was the peak time after work, and it pained her heart because the gas price was very high. This was a car she had bought at a considerable cost because it would be more convenient to send Sylvie to the hospital at night.

Usually, she couldn’t bear to drive it because it ran on gas, but if she went over with a cab, it would be even more expensive. Making a compromise, she could only bear the pain and use the car.

The whole time, the traffic was heavy, and there were a lot of stops, which made her heart bleed. Finally, when she reached Estrella Villa, security refused to let her into the neighborhood.

After she told the security the house number, she added, “I’m his guest, and I’ll give him a call if you don’t believe me.”

The security thought in bewilderment, Would President Arnold have such a poor friend? No, they didn’t believe that.

So many people wanted to approach Isaac, and they could barely keep count of the people that they had sent away on a daily basis, but this was the first time someone came with a crappy little Toyota.

Was she acting pathetic to gain Isaac’s pity and then crawl into his bed?

“President Arnold isn’t expecting any guests.”

gas, she would have left and ignored

her

five minutes have passed.

was icy, even carrying

he was the lender and could raise the interest anytime.

but the security won’t allow me

he replied curtly and

the security let

snobs, she thought, holding her head high and ignoring them as

and it also belonged to the real estate company

he had given her, she arrived at No. A8 and parked her car by the porch without a hitch. After she parked

Darcie, she quickly picked it up because she was worried that there might be an emergency. “Hi,

hospital, and her daughter had

Sylvie that you went on a date. Is the guy Isaac Arnold? Do your best!

good friend she met at Everbright, and she was a miserable woman,

couldn’t help but think, I’m here to repay my debt, not on a date. So what

a headache; she loved to gossip, and

head on her palm and replied in exasperation, “Darcie, it’s really impossible between Isaac and me. He’s about to get married, so you should give up on asking

even if he is. Just take a look at that jerk of mine. He