Patrick noticed that Gloria was reluctant to let him in. However, he chose to ignore her feelings and walked straight in.
"Mr. Hammond, wait a moment. I'll go get some water for you." Gloria lowered her head and walked towards the kitchen. However, just as she took a step, her arm was grabbed.
"No need. Pack your things and come with me." Patrick said straightforwardly.
"What?" Gloria looked at Patrick doubtfully.
Patrick smiled and said, "You didn't hear it wrong. I asked you to pack your luggage and come with me. You are not staying here anymore."
"Then where will I live?" Gloria asked subconsciously.
"Stay with me," Patrick replied.
Gloria thought something was wrong with her ears. She said carefully, "Mr. Hammond, I think this place is pretty good."
Patrick didn't say anything. He checked his watch. "I'll give you fifteen minutes to pack your things, and then we'll leave here."
After he said this, he glanced at her and reminded her, "I don't care whether you are done packing by then."
Gloria panicked. She hurriedly said, "Mr. Hammond, how can you be so unreasonable? I'm happy to live here. I don't want to move."
Patrick said coldly, "Actually, you want to say that you don't want to live with me, right?"
Gloria was shocked and speechless.
Seeing her like this, Patrick chuckled and said, "Looks like I guessed correctly."
However, the smiling expression instantly disappeared from his face. He turned gloomy with his eyes filled with coldness. He said, "Fifteen minutes. End of discussion."
"What do you want from me?" Gloria clenched her fists and stared at Patrick.
What else did Patrick want from her?
"Mr. Hammond, take a good look at me! In front of a big shot like you, I am nothing. If you still want something from me, you don't need to spend so much effort to get it. Just tell me. I will give it to you all." Gloria lost her temper and shouted angrily.
Patrick barged into Gloria's life again, making her panic and irritated.
"Mr. Hammond! I'm no longer the same person as before! You should know! I really can't think of why you spend so much effort on me. What do you want from me?" Gloria continued.
Gloria thought of what had happened from yesterday to now. She was first pulled into a car by Audrey and taken to a bullshit banquet. Then she saw someone who shouldn't have appeared there. Derrick.
Derrick and Harry hurt her one after another. Then, they both left her.
And then?
Then Patrick somehow showed up in front of her. He did something she couldn't understand. And she didn't want to understand any longer. Or it was better to say that she simply didn't want to see him again.
Even the butcher would show some mercy when killing livestock. They wouldn't stab the livestock again before the knife was pulled out. Gloria didn't want to suffer again. Her life was enough of a mess.
"Patrick, you can look down on me. You can mock me! Don't barge into my life like this. I beg you!
I am begging you. Stop tormenting me! I had enough of it!"
She lowered her head and suddenly chuckled. "Mr. Hammond, I've been thinking about it for a long time. All I have left is my body. If you don't mind, just take it."
She slowly raised her hand and began to unbutton her shirt in front of Patrick. Every move she made was like slow motion to Patrick.
Patrick felt a pain in his heart. He wanted to step forward to stop her, but the moment he met her gaze, he couldn't take a step.
One by one, she gradually took off her clothes right in front of him, revealing her skinny body.
She didn't cry. There wasn't even a single tear in her eyes. Instead, she had a numb look that didn't belong to someone of her age.
She said, "Take a closer look, Mr. Hammond. Are you still interested? Take whatever you want. I'm sorry, but I'm not complete. I don't have my wolf anymore."
Patrick kept staring into Gloria's eyes. Not only could he not move his legs, but he also could not look away.
"Take anything you want. After that, just leave me alone." She closed her eyes numbly.
She told herself that it didn't matter.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Patrick stood in front of Gloria. Though she closed her eyes, she gritted her teeth and managed to stay calm.
Something covered her body. She trembled and opened her eyes, silently glancing at the suit jacket covering her body.
She raised her head again and looked at Patrick. She didn't feel touched. Instead, desperation appeared in her eyes.
Gloria reached out and wrapped her arms around Patrick's neck. At this time, she was trembling.
"Mr. Hammond, don't you want me?" When she said this, her neck turned red. An indescribable sense of shame filled her heart. Once, she heard a woman say to a middle-aged man in a guest's room.
However, she could not imitate that woman's charming look back then. To her, saying that sentence was worse than kneeling.
Patrick's pupils contracted imperceptibly. His Adam's apple rolled. And he was turned on.
He cursed in his heart, but he pulled Gloria away from himself calmly. Then he stretched out his slender fingers and buttoned her shirt one by one.
His expression was still calm. He said, "Five minutes have passed. You only have ten minutes left to pack your luggage."
Gloria was stunned. Her eyes looked absent. She asked desperately, "Why? I only have my body. But why?"
Why did he push her away when she offered him?
She really couldn't think of anything else she could give him. What did he want, if not her body, what exactly was it?
She froze in place for ten minutes.
Patrick didn't urge her.
"Time is up." He only said this. Patrick reached out and pulled Gloria into his arms. The next moment, he moved his arms down around her waist tightly and led her out.