Patrick opened the door, got into the car, and drove off without Hank. Hank immediately got in another car and went after Patrick's car.
Patrick was driving so fast that Hank could only follow him from a far distance. Hank watched as Patrick braked abruptly and walked into a building. "Miss Carter, here is your new driver's license." "Thank you." Before Gloria could finish her words, someone suddenly snatched the driver's license from the service staff. Gloria turned around and was about to say something, but when she saw the man's face, her pale lips trembled. "Why are you here?" "Are you trying to run away from me?" Patrick's face was as cold as ice. "No, I'm not," Gloria denied in fear. "No?" Patrick shook the driver's license in his hand. "Then what is this for? Explain it to me." Patrick was furious. He kept Gloria's license, and now she came here to get a new one, which could only mean that she wanted to get awayThe car was driven into the iron gate, and the villa for the Alpha of the Black Thorn Pack was just as well organized as Gloria remembered it. Gloria looked over her shoulder uncontrollably. Through the back window, she saw the receding black iron gate slowly closing. She thought, 'From today on, I'm just a caged bird.' She closed her eyes and hid the tears in them. When she opened her eyes again, she was the obedient Gloria again. Patrick saw every expression on her face, and a hint of guilt flashed across his eyes. He thought, 'I'm sorry, Gloria, but I just don't know how to keep you around. I want you to love me as you did three years ago.' "Our mate is in so much pain. Why can't you make her happy?" Leo accused Patrick. Patrick thought, 'Because I love her. I will never let go.' Patrick looked a bit crazy. "Alpha Patrick, you are back." The car doors opened, and Damon was standing next to the car. He was here to welcome Patrick back, b
With a heavy heart, Damon silently walked up to the sleeping woman and stopped by the bench, his resentful eyes fixed on Gloria's face. After looking at the sleeping Gloria on the bench for a long time, he said, "Wake up." Gloria woke up when she heard a noise in her daze. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Damon standing beside her. Instantly, she was no longer drowsy. She opened her mouth but did not know what to say. Facing Gabrielle's brother, what could she say anyway? She figured that Damon wouldn't want to hear her crying foul at all. Yet should she apologize to him? She was the one who was set up. Why should she apologize? Gloria slowly lowered her head and did not speak. Damon looked at Gloria. He wanted to hear what she would say to him after three years. He waited for a long time, yet she did not say a word to him. "Miss Carter, don't you have anything to say to me?" Gloria opened her mouth, only
Right now, the sound of the hair dryer kept buzzing in Gloria's ears. Just as every night, she sat by the edge of the bed with wet hair, looking down at her nightgown. She thought, 'The new nightgown was bought by Patrick, who is holding the hairdryer behind me. It is exquisitely made and very expensive. Yet what makes him think that I like pink? I don't even have the right to choose the color I like.' She listened to the sound of the hairdryer while feeling the soft touch on the top of her hair. All of a sudden, a lifeless, silent smile appeared on her lowered face, and tears glistened in her eyes. She felt ridiculous, for she was like a doll he dressed up. "My hair is dry already," she said in a low voice, still subconsciously rejecting his care. As Gloria spoke, she unconsciously turned her head away. Patrick, who was behind her, saw each of her actions, which betrayed her and revealed her true feelings. Patrick felt disappointed, and his hear
Patrick stared in disbelief at Gloria, who at this time was so charming, but so strange to him. His eyes were full of pity. Gloria gritted her teeth. She was a sensitive and delicate person, so she could tell the emotions in Patrick's eyes. However, she could not believe that she was the reason for such changes. After all, it was Patrick who pushed her into today's miserable state step by step. He was the chief culprit of everything. "Mr. Hammond." She approached him again and wrapped her arms around his neck seductively. Right now, she was half kneeling on the bed with her hands around his neck and her head slightly tilted. "You are my sugar daddy. I still owe you a lot of money. Mr. Hammond, you just lie on my bed. Isn't it a sign that you want me?" she deliberately lowered her voice and said. She tried to ignore her feelings, seducing Patrick while mentally brainwashing herself again and again. She thought, 'I am cheap in his eyes. Doin
Patrick felt great satisfaction physically. At that moment, the two climaxed at the same time. While they were panting, they had physical pleasure, yet their hearts were broken. "Patrick, I hate you," Gloria said in a hoarse voice. Patrick's fingertips trembled, but he still reached out to wipe the beads of sweat on her forehead. There seemed to be something inexplicable hidden behind his deep eyes, which confused Gloria. Yet when she looked into his eyes, the familiar pain came from her numb, senseless heart. Three years ago, a casual gaze from him would give her heartache. She naively thought that he was the mate chosen by the Moon Goddess for her and that they were bound to love each other. She had no idea that he would make her go through such pain. Patrick stroked her forehead, trying to wipe off her sweat. "Don't touch me." Gloria patted Patrick's hand off and stared at him, who was on top of her, with cold eyes. "Mr. Hammond,
"Still trying to get away?" Patrick's magnetic voice was pleasant to hear. Gloria gritted her teeth. She lowered her eyelids unwillingly to hide the stubbornness in her eyes and said slowly, "What do you want?" Then she clenched her fists and said in a low voice, "I won't beg you ever again." "Stubborn," Patrick whispered. His word made Gloria certain that all he wanted was to torture her till she was in despair. Patrick looked at the woman on the bed and sighed silently. He thought, 'I never want her humbleness or plead. What I want is the Gloria who loved me more than her life.' Patrick stuffed her into the quilt and got in as well. He put his arms around her, used his feet to stop her from kicking, and warned her, "You have two choices. You can either go to sleep, or we can do it again. You'll go to sleep when you're exhausted. Which one do you want?" Gloria was so angry that she kept taking deep breaths. She retorted in a hoarse
After spanking Gloria, Patrick finally felt that his tight nerves loosened completely. Gloria was pressed against Patrick's thigh with her back facing upwards. She didn't have time to react until she heard the crisp sounds of slaps. Only then did she realize what was happening. "Stop! Stop it!" Gloria struggled furiously. Patrick looked at Gloria and the stubborn expression on her face. His suppressed anger was rekindled. "Do you dare to do that again?" Patrick asked her. Suddenly, Gloria felt a sense of absurdity. She thought, 'Isn't spanking only for disobedient children?' "I'm not a kid. What makes you think you can spank me?" She glared at him, questioning him. "Was I wrong?" His eyebrows were thick, and when he raised one side of his eyebrows, he gave others the impression that he was casual and effortless. Yet in fact, his heart was beating fast right now. When he saw Gloria's legs hanging in the air, he was utterly fri
Thinking of Gloria, Ellison shook his head. He thought, 'I'm not that shameless. She has been pushed to the brink of survival, and now Damon still wants me to kill her. That poor woman? I'm not that terrible.' At the other end of the line, Damon kept cursing Gloria. Hearing Damon's vicious words, Ellison felt irritated for no reason. He raised his hand, pulled at his hair, and said impatiently, "Enough!" He roared, "Beta Damon, I will say this again. If you want to kill someone, do it yourself. I won't stop you or help you." Ellison thought, 'Beta Damon got one thing right. If Gloria died, it would be good for me, too. The truth of three years ago will never come out.' "Ellison, you must help me. Or I'll tell Alpha Patrick what you did three years ago." Damon was flustered. "Beta Damon, so, you knew Gloria was innocent." Ellison chuckled. Damon shut his mouth at once after hearing Ellison's words. From the moment he th
Her inner turmoil was like a raging tide, yet she forced herself to remain calm.Regardless of who this man was, once he entered the room, she had to find a way to drug him.With this thought in mind, Luana unclenched her fists and said, "Mr. Elan, if you want to play role-playing games, there's no need to turn off the lights. It's so dark in here, I can't see you at all."As she spoke, she felt her way to the table, picked up an empty wine glass, and poured a small amount of wine mixed with sleeping pills into it.She carried the glass to the man and offered it to him, "Mr. Elan, have a glass of wine first."Luana's original plan was to give Travis the contract when he arrived, and once he got the contract, he would surely become lustful towards her.At that moment, she would persuade Travis to have some wine, and when the effect of the medicine took place, she would kill him with a dagger.Then, she would record a video to expose Tr
After the exchange of rings and the champagne toast, the wedding neared its end.Luana's heart finally settled.The wedding had gone off without a hitch, and the next item on her agenda was to deal with Travis.She followed the wedding car to their new home and then took a taxi back to her own place.In her bedroom, as she opened the wardrobe to change out of her bridesmaid dress, a bank card fell out.It was the dowry she had given to Clarissa, who had secretly returned it to her wardrobe.Picking up the card, Luana couldn't help but smile.Clarissa was always giving without expecting anything in return, not even taking advantage of Albert.She was the kind of woman who made one feel warm inside.Holding the bank card tightly, Luana thought about how she wouldn't be there after tonight.If she hadn't left Clarissa any words, Clarissa would surely be heartbroken.So, she sat down at her desk, took up her pe
Travis looked Luana up and down, his eyes igniting with desire at the sight of her in the champagne bridesmaid's dress.He reached out, pulled her into his arms, and said while caressing her waist, "Since it's signed, why not give it to me sooner?""Mr. Elan, I need to ensure the wedding goes smoothly. If you take the contract and then renege and disrupt my friend's wedding, what am I to do?" Luana replied, forcing herself to endure her disgust and deal with him cautiously."Do you not trust me?""That's correct," Luana stated. "Mr. Elan, you will get the contract tonight."Her makeup was soft, but her expression was resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.Travis grinned, "How do I know you're not lying to me?"Luana took out her phone, opened a document, and showed Travis a fake contract she had prepared in advance."Mr. Elan, look closely. This contract is from the Moriarty Group, and it's stamped, so it's genuine."
Seeing the bank card, Clarissa was taken aback.She had thought Luana, after repaying Cline a million dollars, wouldn't have much money left.She had even considered giving Luana some money, but to her surprise, Luana had saved a sum for her.It must have been from scrimping and saving, not indulging in any luxuries, that Luana had managed to set aside this money.Clarissa touched Luana's cheek, "Luana, I'm sorry."Luana smiled back, "I have a high annual salary and don't spend much. I can save this money. Just take it."Clarissa pushed the bank card away, "I can't accept this. It's your money. I can't."Knowing Clarissa wouldn't accept, Luana didn't insist further but instead directly placed the card into Clarissa's box.Clarissa tried to stop her, but Luana pushed her away.Clarissa sighed, "Luana, why are you so stubborn?"After locking the box, Luana turned and hugged Clarissa's arm, acting coquettishly.
Clarissa's fiancé, Albert, was also in the store. Seeing Luana come in, he greeted her.Luana smiled back and asked, "Where's Clarissa?"Albert gestured towards the fitting room, saying, "She's trying on her wedding dress. Have a seat."Luana and Albert had known each other for a long time, so she didn't hesitate to sit down in the seating area.Ever since her high fever, Luana had been feeling increasingly weak and tired, often unable to stand firmly.This was a symptom of late-stage heart failure, where the heart's pumping function was severely reduced, leading to blood pooling in systemic and pulmonary circulation, causing insufficient blood supply to brain tissue and resulting in brain cell ischemia and hypoxia.With ischemia and hypoxia, fatigue and somnolence were common.Sitting on the sofa for just a few minutes, she was already dozing off, her head propped up.Fortunately, Clarissa quickly emerged from the fitti
In the midst of a deep, unconscious slumber, Luana's phone vibrated incessantly, pulling her back to reality.Weary and disoriented, she forced her eyes open and reached for the phone."Baby," Travis's voice echoed through the line, "I heard you had a high fever yesterday. How are you feeling now?"Hearing his voice, Luana's flagging spirits momentarily surged.She found it odd that Travis, who had always been more interested in sleeping with her than anything else, was suddenly concerned about her health.Was it because he knew she was dying and decided to let her go?Luana's mind raced with possibilities, but she responded, "I'm better now.""Good, that's all that matters," Travis replied before pressing on with his true concern, "You called me earlier. Did you take care of that thing?"Luana understood that Travis's interest in her health was a facade. This was what he really cared about.She sat up straight in bed, p
The young man had always been a taboo in Luana's heart. After all these years, it was the first time Clarissa had heard her call out Albion's name in her sleep.Clarissa wanted to ask if Luana still hadn't forgotten Albion deep down, but she was afraid of reopening old wounds.After much thought, Clarissa chose to keep silent.Albion was a matter of the past, and bringing him up would only cause unnecessary distress.Luana had eaten only a small portion of the soup before feeling full. She put down her spoon and asked Clarissa, "Aren't you supposed to go to work?"Clarissa pointed at her watch and said, "It's so late. There's no work to go to.""Then you..." Luana began."I took two days off to be with you," Clarissa lay down on the empty hospital bed beside her. "It's also a good chance for me to catch up on some rest."Luana smiled and said, "Thank you, Clarissa."Clarissa waved her hand and yawned, "Luana, I'm going to take a nap. Call
Luana slowly regained consciousness, her eyes fluttering open to find Cline and Albion vanished, replaced by Clarissa, whose face was etched with worry.She realized she had just had a nightmare, one that traversed the past and people she wished to never see again.Shaking off the lingering images, she swallowed the dryness in her throat and reached for water, only to find her arm hooked up to an IV."You had a high fever, so I brought you to the hospital," Clarissa explained, seeing Luana's delirious state.She then picked up a water cup and helped her take a sip.The sweet water flowed down Luana's throat, bringing her back to life a little."Clarissa..." she whispered."Hmm?" Clarissa responded gently, tucking a strand of hair damp with sweat behind Luana's ear. "Are you hungry?"Luana shook her head weakly and asked, "What did the doctor say to you?"She had been preoccupied with her heart failure and hadn't figured out how to talk to
Luana felt uncomfortable by Gehrmann's words and chose not to say more. She put down the umbrella and turned to leave.After walking a few steps in the rain, she felt indignant and turned back to Gehrmann, "Mr. Moriarty, I appreciate your kindness in taking me home, but you don't have to judge me with prejudiced eyes. I just thought the umbrella you gave me was too expensive, and I was afraid I wouldn't have the chance to return it. That's why I refused."Luana spoke her mind in one breath and, without waiting to see Gehrmann's reaction, turned and ran.Gehrmann watched the petite figure disappear into the rain, feeling slightly stunned.He had assumed that women like Luana, who sold themselves, would try to seduce any wealthy man they encountered.Otherwise, she wouldn't have moved on to Travis so quickly after parting ways with Cline.But her words just now made Gehrmann feel a bit embarrassed, as if he had misunderstood her.Running home in the