Single Mother: Struggling With The Dangerous CEO
Chapter 35

Chapter 35 

"Okay" The driver answered.

The driver started the car and soon drove away from the neighborhood.

Patrick had not returned to the Evans Residence for a long time.

When he received a call from his mother, he agreed to go back for dinner without hesitation.

Although his mother's voice didn't indicate that something was going on, Patrick, as her son, knew thatthis was a happy reaction.

Walking out of Evans's building, he saw Sophia bending over to get in the car.

The man in the main driver's seat was Brandon.

Sophia had always been in contact with Brandon, and it seemed that they got along very naturally.

Sitting in the car, Patrick took out his mobile phone and composed a message.

He typed a few words, deleted them, and then typed again.He repeated this a few times before heeventually gave up and put away his phone.

Patrick was afraid that Sophia would be disgusted.He was also afraid that he would start to have aweakness.

John liked to chat with people, especially when driving, but Patrick was in a bad mood today.

"I still need to replace a way to break through Mr.Smith's list, but he doesn't have any weaknesses otherthan men, is that right?"

Patrick looked out of the window, but he was thinking of the curve of Sophia's mouth when she gotinside and sat in another man’s car.

Recently, he thought of her frequently when she walked, when she sat in the car, and even duringmeetings.

He did not like this feeling of losing control, but strangely, he did not replace it annoying.

At the Evans’ Residence...

His mother, Mrs.Evans, was sitting in a wheelchair.Her blindness and many years of paralysis madeher look very thin.

She was looking up as if basking in the sun.

It was said that people who could not see had enhanced senses like enhanced hearing.She could hearand identify Patrick's footsteps.

"Hmph? You brat, it's good that you still know your way home"

Patrick walked forward and easily pushed his mother's wheelchair into the house.

"I'm busy with work.There's nothing I can do about it’ Patrick replied guiltily.

This sentence made the old lady speechless.She knew her son too well.

He was good at convincing others.

The Evans Manor had everything from a butler and governess to a maid.

When they saw Patrick, they greeted him warmly.

The food was already prepared, and the maids had already arranged it.

Adriana had arrived that afternoon and played with Quentin for a while.

But when she found out that Patrick was there, she went downstairs in a rush.

"Patrick, Adriana was wearing the latest makeup trending on the Internet and waited the wholeafternoon for Patrick to take a look.Patrick glanced at her, but his face was emotionless.

"Do you see anything different about me today?" Adriana twirled in front of him.

"Is there anything different?" Patrick frowned.

" I am really at a loss here, Patrick.I am wearing a new dress and makeup!" Adriana exclaimed.

"Adriana, don't bother with him.My son has a good eye for investment, but he doesn't have a good eyefor other things"

"I think so too" Adriana also laughed.

Quentin finished setting up a group of building blocks when he heard the laughter downstairs and randown hurriedly, It had been a long time since Patrick returned to the old residence.

Every time Patrick was here, he would only stay for a while, so Quentin did not have time to be with hisdad.He could only watch from afar.

"Dad!" Quentin greeted him.

Patrick patted his head, "Be good!"

Adriana took Quentin’s hand and sat down on one side of the table.

"Grandma, tonight's dishes look delicious!" Quentin exclaimed.

Mrs.Evans was so old, so she was happy as long as the house was lively.

"Then our Quentin will eat more"

"Yes, grandma!" Quentin nodded obediently.

Dinner time passed quickly, and Patrick left with the excuse that he still had business to attend to.

Before he left, he did not forget to remind his mother, "Your health seemed fragile.Don't always gooutside to get fresh air.I will come when I have time"

"I know.You should also pay more attention to your body.Don't just focus on making money, dosomething meaningful for yourself"

Patrick glanced at Adriana while listening to his mother.

"I will? Patrick promised.” John drove to the Evans Residence very quickly.

"I said you looked so restless when you went home for a reunion dinner.You called me at just a fewminutes into dinner" Patrick looked at his watch.

It was indeed a little early at six-thirty in the evening.

When John picked him up in the past, it was always eight o'clock.

As John drove, he teased Patrick, "I said something is wrong with you recently!"

"What's wrong with me?"

Patrick lowered his head and rubbed his phone, asking casually.

"It's like you lost your soul.It seemed that it has been like that since you came back from the previousbusiness trip" Patrick said softly.

John drove while trying to recall when he started to feel strange.

"Wasn't it just you and Sophia on the last business trip?"

John glanced at Patrick through the rearview mirror.

"It couldn't be.Did something happen when you guys were on a business trip in Hillwood City?"

Patrick was editing a text message.

"What could have happened? It was all about business, not a date!"

He read the text message repeatedly and thought it was okay.He sent it out, and it said, [Have you haddinner?]

He was holding the phone and was getting a little bit excited.He did not know where this feeling of joywas coming from.Not long after, the phone vibrated.

[I'm eating.]

The other party replied.

[Where?] Patrick texted again.

This time, the other party replied quickly, [I am at the company.We are working overtime.]

"Turn around and go back to the office" Patrick told John and put away his phone.

"Why?" John asked in a surprised tone.

"There is something that needs to be sorted out" Patrick answered flatly.

Sophia was sitting on her desk at the office.She was looking at her mobile phone dazedly.

‘What is going on?’ Sophia mumbled inside.

She felt that Patrick was restraining himself and was ambiguous at times.

That day, he said in the elevator to give him time.

What the time was for or for how long, he had never specified.

They were separated by a lot of obstacles and by so many people.

How could they still arrive in this situation? She had once thought they would not have any moreinteractions.

It was somewhat unexpected that things had developed to this point.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, her phone vibrated again.

[Come downstairs.I'm on the basement one.]

She bit her lip and replied, [I still have to work overtime.]

[The boss has approved you to get off work.] Patrick quickly replied.

When she reached basement one, she got into his car hurriedly.She did not want to pretend.

He had indeed changed his mindset in the past few days, but it was still a small change.

Just like how you discovered a new recipe, there was a sense of freshness.

Of course, it did not mean anything special.

"Patrick, moving forward, I hope that we will only have an employee and employer relationship andnothing else?” Sophia said.

Patrick drove the car in silence.

"I know that for people like you, you will still feel possessive of me, or maybe for all the women in yourpast.Because you saw that she no longer wants to be with you and loves you, but you are still unwillingto let go.It was like when you threw something and have seen some passers-by pick it up, you will stillfeel uncomfortable as if they had stolen that thing from you"

Sophia felt that her conclusion was on point and that this was the current situation for the two of them.

"What, are you starting to be afraid of your feelings?"

Patrick finally broke the silence.

Sophia nodded, "Perhaps."

He was right.

She was very nervous.She was afraid of repeating the same mistake five years ago.

Sophia was terrified that she would fall in love with him again.

She was frightened that she would no longer have the courage to resist Patrick.