In the driver's seat, Patrick looked both cold and anxious.
He didn't know why he was so anxious when he found out that Gloria had been missing.
He didn't know why he panicked when Christine said that Gloria might commit suicide.
He had to find her!
That was all Patrick was thinking.
"Leo, can you sense where Gloria is?" Patrick asked his wolf for help.
"I can only tell you that she is still alive." There was also anxiety in Leo's voice. He continued, "If you listen to me and let me mark her, I can find her now."
"What about her scent? Can't you find her through her scent? I can shift," Patrick said anxiously.
"The scent of her wolf is faint, so I can't locate her." Leo felt sorry.
Patrick's car passed various roads. He didn't realize one thing. He was doing something stupid! It was like searching for a needle in a haystack! He was trying to find a person in this vast world!
But he just did it!
Every few minutes, he would ask his subordinates through mind link, "Did you find her?
"Did you see her?
"Did she go home?
"Is she at the company?"
Patrick's subordinates were frightened every time they got a call from him.
Time passed quickly.
Suddenly, a flashing image appeared in Patrick's mind.
He turned the steering wheel and headed in another direction!
After reaching his destination, he got out of the car.
He slammed the door and walked towards the iron door.
She was indeed here.
At the corner of the door, Gloria leaned against the iron door without paying attention to how she looked. Patrick stood tall in front of her.
Gloria slowly raised her head and saw that familiar face.
"Are you here to make fun of me?" Gloria asked in a flat and hoarse voice. She didn't want to know why Patrick suddenly showed up.
She was exhausted by now.
"Christine said you were missing," Patrick replied in a low voice.
Patrick meant that he was looking for Gloria.
But at this moment, Gloria didn't care about the implication behind his words.
Patrick stood in front of Gloria and looked down at her quietly for a long time.
He kept looking at her for at least fifteen minutes.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of determination in his eyes. He seemed to have made an important decision.
He bent down and extended his hand towards Gloria.
Gloria pushed his hand away. She said, "Don't touch me."
Patrick looked at his hand. He didn't fly into a rage but squatted in front of Gloria and said, "I remember that one day, you, me, and Gabrielle came to this amusement park together. We tried almost all the facilities here. But when it came to the Ferris wheel, Gabrielle wanted to take it, but you didn't, you didn't let me take it. I remember that you told me that you would never take the Ferris wheel before I fell in love with you."
Gloria was touched. She said, "I remember your answer at that time. You told me with confidence that you'd never love me."
She clenched her fists hard. She looked at Patrick. It was because of him that she lost so many things!
In her dark and suffocating life, a clear gaze finally appeared. A man was willing to look at her without disdain or mockery, but today, she lost it too.
She had been sitting here for a long time, wondering. Why was everything taken away from her bit by bit? And Patrick was the reason!
There was a flash of pain in Patrick's eyes. He didn't like the way Gloria looked at him. He reached out to her again.
This time, he pressed down on Gloria's hand. He pulled her into his arms, moved his hands downward, and carried Gloria.
Patrick stood up and said, "Come with me."
Gloria struggled. "Let go of me, let go!"
She was afraid of Patrick.
Patrick forced Gloria to sit in the passenger seat. He pressed down on her shoulder and put a finger on her lips.
He said, "You need to rest."
Patrick hid his heartache. Even he himself did not notice it.
"It's my body and I call the shots. I don't need to rest now," Gloria shouted.
Patrick turned a deaf ear to it and went to the driver's seat. "I said you need to rest, so you have to do it. You need to behave yourself, or you will be punished."
Patrick's voice was a little cold, but one could sense the distress hidden in his words.
Neither Gloria nor Patrick noticed it.
Gloria hated the word 'punishment'.
"Mr. Hammond, you always say that. What if I refuse to obey you? How will you punish me?" Gloria said.
Did she not know enough about his punishment?
'Whatever!' Gloria thought while sitting in the passenger seat.
She continued to speak loudly, "Mr. Hammond, if you want to punish me, just do whatever you want."
In the driver's seat, Patrick's eyes turned deep. He said with a sexy voice, "Alright, I'll let you know since you are so curious."
He put his arm around Gloria's neck and wiped her lips with his other hand. His low voice sounded in the quiet car. He said, "Do you know that? I hate that your lips are stained with other people's scent."
His thumb kept rubbing Gloria's lips, and suddenly bent down and bit them!
The pain made Gloria groan. She immediately reached out to push Patrick. However, Patrick let go of her. Then, he started the car again, smoothly.