"Why didn't you tell me you'd be home late? Didn't you know that you should be accompanied by your assistant when you go and meet the clients? Or were you promoted by following the unspoken rules?!"
"Patrick!" Amelia called out his name.
"You got angry? Am I right?"
Patrick's lips burst into an evil smile and his eyes swept over Amelia's plump boobs, all the way to her slim waist and said, "There are two reasons for you to strive for KPI. One is to get a promotion, the other is to get a raise. I am the top Roxxon... Now! Just try your best to make me happy."
"Don't slander me. I can explain."
Patrick had felt his wife's innocence and felt she was hurt by his words, which drove him even more annoyed as he was almost cheated. Then why should she feel wronged?
Patrick was upset and ripped off the buttons of her blouse as if he were removing an egg shell. The shirt slipped down her round shoulder, revealing the white skin inside. Amelia was so angry that he called him a villain, "What's the difference between you and Miller?"
Patrick said, "Definitely yes! He hasn't f**ked you yet!"
Hearing this, Amelia's felt a bit of relaxed and said,
"Thank you for saving me."
Patrick's face was gloomy. If he hadn't called Doris, his wife would have been lying under another man at this time.
"Verbal gratitude makes no sense." He approached his lips to her, flirting faintly, "Don't resist. I miss what we did that night. And I know you too."
"No..." Amelia still wanted to struggle on the verge, but Patrick had already propped up her soft waist, rolling up her skirt hem, and completely occupied her.
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