That day, I seemed to have a nightmare during the daytime.
At a large table on the first floor of the studio, I sat on one side. And Patrick sat on the other side.
To prevent him from finding out that I had stayed up all night, I drank two cups of coffee in a row. By noon, although my eyes were open, my brain was almost out of function.
With a mouse in my hands, I clicked on the computer screen haphazardly.
In the end, I couldn't hold on any longer. Looking up at Ji Patrick and seeing that he was concentrating on his work, I rested on the table and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, the sky outside the window was still completely dark.
I glimpsed at the clock on the wall stating that it was close to 5 p.m.
Sitting on the bed, I was in a daze for a long time. Then I remembered what had happened before I fell asleep. I was resting on the table. How come I was lying on the bed on the second floor now?
Also, speaking of the clothes on my body...
It had been changed again!
"The situation this time surely was unlikely to be as what Shelton said last time."
"Could it be that..."
My mind was in a mess.
In fact, Patrick had seen every part of my body before. However, it was because of this that I was even more panicked.
I was afraid that Patrick might have discovered something.
I got up in a daze. After taking a bath, I planned to go downstairs and brew a cup of coffee.
Thinking that I was here alone, I went downstairs wearing a long T-shirt.
The lights downstairs had been turned off.
I went to the side of the coffee machine in the darkness. As I was about to put a coffee capsule into the coffee machine...
All of a sudden, someone stretched out his arms behind me and hugged me!
He bit my earlobe!
"Ah!" I was scared out of my wits!
Then, Patrick's somewhat muddy voice rang from behind, "If another man sees you dressed like this, I'll be angry."
"I didn't know you were here!" I struggled in his arms.
Holding me in his arms quite tightly, Patrick touched my body up and down restlessly. And his hot breath sprayed on my neck from behind.
"You had been sleeping from this afternoon to the evening. I was worried about you." As he said, he directly held my waist from behind and threw me on the sofa behind!
With my face down, I turned around, only to see that he had pressed himself on me.
He pressed me down tightly.
"Let me go! Mr. Cowell!" Although I struggled, his action made my body change.
This change was just like the memory of my body. As long as I touched him, even if I didn't need to do anything, my body would respond to him.
Apparently, Patrick noticed this characteristic as well. He raised his head slightly, pressed his face close to me, and said, "Look! Your body is more affectionate than your."
"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?" With my hands being controlled by him, I said reluctantly, "Mr. Cowell, you have a wife. If you do this to me now, will you be worthy of your wife?"
"My wife?" Patrick looked at me and said seriously, "Charlotte, if I say that before I married her, I made an agreement with her and that I did so mainly to protect you, will you believe me?"
He called me Charlotte.
I knew that when he changed clothes for me yesterday, he surely had studied my body carefully and confirmed that I was Charlotte, making him do so to me now.
Unfortunately, I didn't want to go back to the past.
Hearing his words, I calmed down, hooked my lips, and said with a smile, "Mr. Cowell, let's put the fact that I am not the woman you love aside for the time being. You said that you married a woman to protect another woman just now. It's the funniest joke I've ever heard."
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