"What are you doing here?" Looking at Sissi's wellfitting teacher uniform, Patrick's eyes could not help but be filled with some nostalgia.
To be honest, Sissi was beautiful, but no one would have the thought to flirt with her.
It was not because they did not want to, but they did not dare to. Her dignified composure and her profession determined that she was a person to be treated with respect.
Sissi could not help but smile at the confused look on Patrick's face. "I'm here to say thank you."
To her, his focused eyes were the same as before, just like when he had listened to her when she replaced his class.
Upon hearing this, Patrick tossed his phone aside and narrowed his eyes. "Thank me? For what?"
Sissi blinked her charming eyes, her voice as soothing and clear as the running river. "Thank you for having the doctor over to treat me. And... for personally taking care of me all night."
However, Patrick seemed to have been touched in his sore spot. He immediately became irritated and even embarrassed. "Are you done? If you're done,
then leave!"
Sissi brushed her hair and asked slightly sadly, "Patrick, do you have to speak to me so rudely? We haven't seen each other for so many years... Don't you think we should sit down and have a talk?"
Patrick was stunned. His expression quickly turned cold. "I don't think there's anything for us to talk about."
Sissi slowly approached him. But she did not get very close and stopped at quite a distance away from him. She said politely, "Since you don't want to talk, I'll leave after saying this..."
Patrick's resumed his cold look and did not say anything, but he did not chase her away either.
Sissi lowered her head slightly and choked out, "You're married, but I owe you a blessing of congratulation."
Patrick stared at her. His words were laced with bone-deep contempt. "Is that how you actually feel?"
Sissi's eyes glinted in the light, and there was a layer of watery mist in them. "Yes."
Patrick held back his anger and uttered word after word, "I've received your blessing. I won't see you off!"
Sissi then added in a faint voice, "And, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have given up so soon back then..."
Given up? Given up what? Maybe others did not understand, but the two people in the room were well aware of what she meant!
The table creaked under his force when Patrick smashed his fist on the table, which was an indicator of how much resentment there was in him. He said without thinking, "What's the point of saying these now? I was forced to marry a woman I didn't love by my father!"
Hearing this, Sissi felt happy at first, then she said with guilt, "I'm sorry I let you down..."
Patrick got up and strode towards Sissi at once. He did not stop until he was so close to her that his feet touched her toes. "Other than saying sorry, don't you know anything else!"
Sissi uttered painfully, "Besides this, I don't know what else to say for you to accept it..."
"Get out!" Patrick could no longer tell who he was enraged at. He wanted to drive this woman as far away from him as possible, but he also wanted to get back at her for everything that she had done to him over the years!
"Don't get angry, I'll leave..." said Sissi in a feeble voice. But the more she acted this way, the more she reminded Patrick of those bittersweet memories.
When Patrick heard her speaking so cautiously, his heart was clogged up. There was a voice in his heart that kept condemning him, telling him that he should not be so fierce to her. She was his former teacher after all!
Just as Sissi turned to leave, Patrick blurted out, "Why did you and your husband divorce?"
Sissi stopped and answered without looking back, "We're not fit for each other."
Patrick fixed his furiously cold gaze on Sissi and asked, "Then why did you come back to Northville?"
Sissi's voice trembled slightly and muttered, "My home... is here."
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