Perfect CEO
Chapter 159

Chapter 159

Finally regaining a little of her sanity, Gwendolyn hummed and shoved him away.

At that moment, Patrick had also regained his senses and moved away from her. As she sat up, shenoticed that her clothes had been torn apart, revealing her snow-white...

“Ahhh!”

She grabbed a pillow and held it in front of her chest. “Patrick, h-how dare you!”

The man was currently feeling miserable. He badly wished to continue, but seeing her reaction, heknew that it was impossible.

A gleam of ruthlessness glinted in his eyes as he panted heavily. One day, I must pin her under me andmake her mine.

Patrick grinned mischievously. “Where did you touch me just now? Don't you know that it's risky totouch that area of a man?”

Gwendolyn pondered for a moment while blinking innocently. Wasn't I applying ointment all the while? Ididn't even touch him anywhere in secret.

“How should I know? I'm not even a man.”

She was going crazy thinking about what had just happened. It was a strange feeling.

Why was I shamelessly enjoying it? I even desired to keep it going. It must be a normal biologicalreaction, nothing more than that. I'm twenty-four this year, so it's normal to have such needs as awoman. Yes, that must be it.

Gwendolyn was secretly buttoning her shirt behind the pillow. I've no idea when he ripped it open. Notonly that, my body aches from being pressed down by him. He's such a jerk. I feel like beating him up.

If it was not for the money she owed him and the high salary he gave her, she truly wanted to beat himup.

Patrick stood up and picked up his shirt from the bed, buttoning it up with one hand while gazing at herintently.

“I told you before that I love you, Gwendolyn. One would only do such a thing to someone he likes.”

He would never touch someone he was not fond of.

Many a woman had been trying to get into his bed. As long as he was willing, they would throwthemselves at him.

Finally done buttoning her shirt, Gwendolyn got up from the bed and straightened her skirt.

“I hope you'll show some respect to me in the future, Mr. Lowen. Even if you like me, have I given youmy consent? Without it, what you're doing is considered sexual assault, and I can sue you for that.”

After saying that, she walked quickly to the door, opened it, and left.

Patrick observed the empty room. Why do I feel like this is home when she's around? Now that she'sgone, the atmosphere in the house has grown cold, completely losing all of its warmth.

His gaze darkened as he put on his suit.

Just then, his phone rang. He grabbed it and answered the call.

“Go ahead.”

“Mr. Lowen, the banquet hall for your engagement ceremony with Ms. Ashton next week has beenbooked. Would you like to come over and confirm the details? For instance, the style of the decorationsand the engagement ceremony.”

To Patrick, who was in a bad mood, Liam was annoying him.

“I'll leave it to you. You don't have to ask me.”

The phone call ended immediately afterward. As Liam stood there looking puzzled, the weddingplanner's staff beside him asked, “Will Mr. and Mrs. Lowen be coming over to confirm the style? Wehave various styles, and we can alter them to suit their tastes. After all, weddings only happen once ina lifetime, and for people of high statuses like them, it must be perfectly done!”

Liam was already annoyed from being yelled at, so when he heard the staff mentioning once in alifetime, he became even more frustrated.

The person that Mr. Lowen clearly loves is Gwendolyn but has to be engaged to Ms. Ashton. It'sreasonable for him to be upset.

Hence, he pointed at one randomly. “Let's go with this.”