After a while, Patrick walked into the room and squatted down in front of her. He called out, "Sissi."
Sissi's eyelashes trembled. Her gaze was hollow when she looked at him.
An hour later.
Sissi had showered for nearly an hour. Upon Patrick's concerning, the door of the bathroom unlocked. Immediately after, she walked out in a bathrobe.
Patrick had been smoking with his back facing the bathroom door. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he threw his half-lit cigarette into the dustbin nearby before turning around gradually.
Patrick could feel the coldness from her skin. He asked coldly, "You showered in cold water?"
Sissi blinked her eyes and replied with a 'yes' distantly with her expression cold.
Patrick pursed his lips and asked with a complicated expression, "Why do you have to do that?"
Sissi spat out a word, "Dirty."
Patrick was stunned.
Sissi looked at him in anger and agony. She was so desperate to vent her anger that she pulled her hair violently, "Patrick, what should I do? I can't help feeling myself dirty!"
Upon realizing what was she doing, Patrick managed to save her hair from being ripped away from her hand after he grabbed her hands.
"Let me go!" Sissi madly stomped her feet after her hands were cuffed by Patrick.
In a hurry, Patrick blurted out, "Sissi! Calm down! It's not your first time anyway!"
As soon as Patrick finished his sentence, Sissi abruptly stopped all her struggles.
She glanced at him blankly and asked tearfully, "What do you mean by that? You think that since I've been married and my body was once belonged to that man, hence it doesn't matter for such thing to happen one more time, is it?"
Patrick frowned and said, "That's not what I mean! I just want to comfort you."
Sissi shut her eyes and let out an explosive roar, "Patrick, I have already divorced with that b*stard. He had no right to do this to me! So, stop convincing me into normalizing such disgusting thing. Do you hear me?!"
Patrick stared at her bloodshot eyes and asked the question that he had wanted to ask from the beginning, "Now that you have divorced him, why did you come to the hotel with him?"
Patrick's question immediately watered down her anger like a bucket of cold water being splashed on her.
She smiled bitterly as if she had thought of something, "Before I went to class this morning, I received a call from him. He told me on the phone that he wanted to come to Northville to check on me.
I had refused at first. But then he said that his flight had already landed on Northville. I was very surprised at that time and felt that it was indeed uneasy for him to come from abroad just to see me. Hence, I requested for a half-day leave from the school so that I can pick him up at the airport.
After we met, he said that he wanted to stay and tour around Northville for the next few days. That was why I had brought him here. Initially I was thinking to leave upon helping him into settling down. I didn't expect that he would lock the door... And then..."
Sissi could not bring herself to continue. She buried her face in Patrick's chest and burst into tears.
A trace of bitterness flashed across Patrick's perfect face. He loosened his grip on Sissi's wrists. Instead, he held her back gently in comforting her.
Sissi spoke again in sobbing, "Patrick, I know it's all my fault. Had I not seen him, all this would not have happened..."
Patrick's expression turned cold, "I'll issue an arrest warrant later, if I find him..."
"No!" Sissi interrupted him from finishing his words. She shook her head and said, "I don't want to see him anymore!"
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