Patricia, who had fallen asleep, was irritated by the disturbance and fumbled her arms around before tossing to the side.

Hearing her steady breathing, Isaac frowned and called her, “Patricia, wake up…”

He looked at himself and his face darkened in displeasure. How can she fall asleep when I’m like this? Is she doing this on purpose?

When his gaze swept across her chest, he let out a mischievous smile. “Patricia, you call this upon yourself.”

Patricia woke up the next day to find herself sleeping in an unfamiliar bed. She recoiled and shrieked in surprise, “Ah!”

knew it! Alcohol is man’s worst enemy! What happened last

the room seemed familiar to her. Her

to take a good look at herself. Apparently, she was still in her pajamas and

drank too much last night, so Isaac took me home. But was

blushed at that

the bed. She smiled at the sight of it. It seems like President Isaac is a

clothes. She checked on

this is the first time

shrugged it off and took a shower as it did not hurt that much. By the time she went downstairs, Isaac

morning, President Arnold,” she greeted awkwardly as she felt

conjured some images in his head that had transpired last night. It had been a while since he relaxed

and looked at her portion of breakfast that was prepared earlier. “President Arnold, is

she found it strange that she

up, “Take some

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