You Are My One and Only

Isaac’s body was so hard that Patricia was in pain from knocking against him. She steadied herself as she held onto his shoulders, and their eyes met.

“How should I punish you? Interest on interest? Huh?”

Patricia thought that he probably had a lot to drink when she observed him. No wonder his voice sounded a little odd over the phone earlier—it wasn’t as cold as before and sounded a little more friendly.

So, he’s drunk, she thought, undoing the tie for him.

After she took off the tie, a certain man felt more comfortable, and his attractive eyes gazed at her with a slight hint of a smile. “I had a little too much to drink tonight, and I’m feeling uneasy. Can you prepare something to ease my stomach?”

In fact, he didn’t drink a lot, just a glass of white wine, and he had a better tolerance for alcohol than this, but a particular man just wanted to be drunk for once.

Probably this was what it meant when people say that only the heart would allow itself to be drunk.

Patricia blinked as she answered, “Oh, okay. But, President Arnold, you called me over for work. What exactly do you want me to do?”

had already cleaned his house,

her with a deep look

even the servants from the

her brows as she answered honestly, “I can clean the place, but I’m

usually did the cooking because her culinary skills were superb. That was why Patricia kept her

learn. Go and prepare something to ease

into the kitchen. She knew a recipe to ease the stomach—ginger soup. As Zachary often needed to drink during business dinners, Josephine had prepared this ginger soup a few times for him, and she had also

took out a piece of ginger, chopped it up, and boiled it in water just long

ready, she took out the calculator and started counting. How much should she ask for

Internet that the monthly salary for a half-day housekeeper was only a little over 4,000.

soup in her hands, she returned to the living room and placed it

soup is ready. But, be careful because it’s hot!” she reminded him in a friendly tone and chuckled. “President Arnold, may I

now, he was drunk, so he must be in a blur. Nevertheless, as long as he gave her the

up the spoon, and was about to take a sip when he heard her request. This woman is trying to con me, he thought, furrowing

so sharp even when he’s drunk. What a wily fox he is! Her lips pouted in disgruntlement, and she