You Are My One and Only

When Patricia saw Nikola, she sniffed deliberately and felt that he smelled better and no longer carried the smell of feces, so she smiled slightly. “Young Master Ortega, what a coincidence! I work here. Bobo is so adorable!”

It turned out that the doctor’s pet also had to go to the veterinary hospital. She put Bobo in a small cage and then took out a purebred male Persian cat. “Young Master Ortega, look. This is our Persian with British royal blood!”

Nikola glanced at it. The coat color was excellent, so he thought the cat was satisfactory. “Okay, hurry up! When it’s over, I’ll take Bobo for a beauty treatment.”

Patricia felt that these rich people would never think about donating to the rural areas or the poor. They’d rather spend on getting pets instead.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the world was so unfair. The rich would die rich, while the poor would die poor, especially single mothers like her and Darcie had extremely difficult lives.

Patricia put the male cat in the small cage and then sat aside, waiting for them to start.

But the two cats slept on each side without even opening their eyes. Could it be that they are not interested in each other?

She turned her head and glanced at the handsome man sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee. He was dressed casually today in a white sports suit and a gray vest.

to the hospital today, but if these two cats had been treating each other indifferently like

work, so she couldn’t afford to take

cat for me to breed, but I put them together, and they didn’t respond at

so she really didn’t know anything about cats or bothered to learn about

aphrodisiac injections in the cabinet. You can give one to the male cat,

to give an injection? She was a little

be afraid. Just press on the cat and inject the

syringe, collected the aphrodisiac, and

the male cat, which opened his eyes to look at her, then closed

too tired, so it doesn’t have the energy

cat on the table and stroked his

hold on. I’ll stick it in

the syringe, Hamlet jumped off the table and walked toward the door. Patricia frowned.

chased after it. Next, she bent over and picked it up. All of her actions were photographed by Nikola on the side and sent to

at what your woman is doing. She’s

Master Ortega, can I ask you to help