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!”

Alcohol is man’s worst

had happened. Still, the room seemed familiar to her. Her eyes brightened as she finally realized where

hastily to take a good look at herself. Apparently, she was still in

drank too much last night, so Isaac took me home. But was he the one who changed my

that before

off from the bed to search for her clothes, which were arranged neatly by the bed. She smiled at the sight of it. It seems like President

while changing into her clothes. She checked on it only to find some red

this is the first time I’m seeing symptoms like this,

and took a shower as it did not hurt that

President Arnold,” she greeted awkwardly as she felt embarrassed for hogging

night. It had been a

looked at her portion of

was certain that nothing had happened last night, she found it strange that she

up, “Take some

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