As Patrick went inside to get them some drinks, Patrick went to his bedroom first, to wear a singlet top and to cover up his bare chest, as he assumed probably that was why Tina didn't want to stare at him or speak to him either. Patrick wore his singlet top first, then stepped out of his bedroom and went to his kitchen fridge to get them some drinks. As he returned to his parlor, he served them the drinks, but he noticed that Tina was no longer there. Instead, only Prisca sat on his parlor's blue couch, stretching her long, slender legs seductively as she stared at him as he approached. Patrick frowned as he approached Prisca, who was staring at him seductively. She smiled and dropped her legs from the couch. She stood up and walked up to him to collect the two cans of drinks from his hand, and Patrick immediately asked Prisca, "Where's your friend Tina? Has she gone home?" "No.. I don't think so. Prisca replied, "Tina went outside to wait for me because she didn't feel comfortable

Tina started crying again, and she wondered what she had gotten herself into. Where would she sleep? How would she get back home to face her mother? And where would she even get the transport money to return to her village at that risky hour of the night, given that it was already dark due to the heavy rainfall that made the night fall quickly? While still lost in her thoughts, Patrick finally stepped out of his house and was shocked to see Tina still standing outside and crying. Tina was shivering due to the cold weather, and her cloth had already soaked wet, clinging to her body and highlighting her shape in his view. Patrick knew that Tina was stubborn, but still, he had to ask her what she was still waiting for. He was shocked to see that Prisca had actually left her behind, and he stepped out to ask the security man to lock back his main entrance gate. It was already past 9 p.m. in the evening, and Sharon had already called him to inform him that they wouldn't be arriving home.

Tina did not stare up at the road as she walked—not until she heard the familiar voice calling her name, "Tina." She raised her head and saw Patrick standing in front of her. Tina wanted to run past him, bitter, angry, and resentful, but Patrick quickly caught her by her arm and held her back to himself to stop her from running away, as the day had fully broken and he did not mind the passersby staring at them. "I'm sorry," Patrick apologized to her once more as he drew Tina closer into a hug. However, she sobbed against his chest, desperately trying to escape his grasp. "No. Come with me, let me take you home to your village," Patrick said to her. He endured Tina hitting on his chest as she cried, leaving some onlookers wondering who the sweet romantic couples were seeing at such an early hour of the day. When Tina finally calmed down, she began to pull away from Patrick, realizing that she was crying to his chest. Despite this, Patrick continued to hold her hand tightly. They wal

"Are you sure? Is this Sharon's place or her brother's house? Mama-Tina inquired again, seeking confirmation. Tina shuddered and responded, "Sharon's place." "Hm.. If this is solely Sharon's domain, then why are your eyes so red? Tina, what happened? Did anyone touch you?" Mama-Tina asked worriedly as she moved closer to examine Tina, but Tina moved backwards away from her mother, and she stared downward. "Tell me the truth, Tina, what happened?" Mama-Tina insisted, but Tina shook her head, not wanting to reveal the truth. She said, "Nothing happened, mom." Tina thought, "How can I tell my mother the truth, that Sharon's brother slept with me? No, I cannot do that. [Breaking mom's heart, no.] Tina kept quiet. Mama-Tina sighed, and she replied, "Fine then, go inside and take your bath, as I will be leaving soon with Jude to the market, as I am just waiting for Jude to be through with his breakfast." Jude, having finished his meal, stepped out. He smiled at Tina and gazed at their m

Sharon had left the house earlier, and upon her return, she found Patrick with some of his business visitors, including some of his close friends, who were all engaged in discussion and laughter. "Good evening, all." Sharon greeted them and walked past them while going to her room, and Patrick wasn't able to question her about where she went the previous night or where she was coming from again?. He didn't press the issue because he wasn't in the mood to confront her. Patrick decided to sleep in his room after seeing off his friends and business partners, but just as he stepped into the parlor and walked to the corridor leading to their rooms, Sharon stepped out of her room and stopped him. "Brother, what happened between you and Tina the previous night, while I was away?" asked Sharon. Patrick paused, but remained silent as he turned to face Sharon. "Yellow wench?" Patrick frowned, met her questioning gaze, and replied coldly, "Nothing happened." "Really? You claimed that nothing