After stepping out of the room, Gloria woke up from her trance and struggled.
She said, "I won't go, Mr. Hammond. I won't go. Can I live alone? I prefer to live alone. I beg you. I don't want to move there."
She refused to leave, but she was too weak to cut herself loose.
It was no use begging for mercy, and she scolded angrily, "Patrick! You are so overbearing. You are breaking into my home! It is kidnapping!"
Before she could finish her sentence, a phone was handed to her. Patrick said, "Take it and call the police."
Gloria had used all her tricks. He was not angry even if she begged for mercy or scolded him. Patrick was terrifyingly rational!
"What exactly do you want?" Gloria asked dejectedly. Her hoarse voice was no longer as humble as when she was begging for mercy. It didn't even sound as mad as she cursed just now. There was simply despair.
"Patrick, I'm so tired. Please." She was exhausted and desperate. It was as if she was locked up in a room. The surroundings were pitch black. She had no idea what was beside her in this room.
At this moment, Patrick made her feel such fear.
Patrick trembled imperceptibly when she said, "I'm so tired. Please."
She didn't say what she was begging him for, but he clearly understood what she was asking for.
Patrick shook his head and said, "No." The moment he realized that he had feelings for her, he could no longer let her go.
However, at this moment, Patrick didn't understand. The tighter he grabbed the sand, the faster it leaked.
He subconsciously believed that Gloria belonged to him.
Patrick took Gloria away from the dormitory building. They returned to Fittro Club and went to the top floor.
"You will live here from now on." Patrick brought Gloria back to his suite. He added, "I've already helped you quit your job. You'll be by my side after you join the Hammond Group."
"I like my job there!" She glared at him. How could he decide for her?
"Is that so? Do you think it's a good job to smile at everyone? Gloria, even if you're willing to do it, I don't want you to continue doing it," Patrick said.
Gloria found him ridiculous. Wasn't he the one who asked her to go to the Public Relations Department?
"Mr. Hammond, you didn't think like this back then. You were the one who had me transferred to the Public Relations Department. Have you forgotten?" Gloria gritted her teeth and asked, "Back then, you asked me to do that. Why are you not willing to let me do it now?"
Patrick glanced at Gloria with a complicated gaze and said, "You wanna know?"
Gloria remained silent. Patrick continued, "You will know it in the future."
"But I don't want to change my job," Gloria said again.
"Gloria, are you happy when you do that job?" Patrick asked.
'Am I happy?' She was stunned.
Patrick turned around and left, leaving Gloria standing there in a daze.
From the beginning, Gloria had never understood Patrick, but there was one thing he had never changed.
He would do whatever he wanted, and he would do whatever he decided!
What she hated the most was this. Back then, when he said she was guilty, she was treated accordingly.
But even now, she still couldn't fight back.
"What exactly do you want me to do?" Gloria stood on the spot and shouted.
However, Patrick had already entered the study. He ignored Gloria's roar.
This afternoon, he was dealing with some work in the study, while Gloria was sitting in the living room in a daze. As for what would happen in the future, she made a decision.
She wanted to escape! Gloria had already started planning in her mind.
Patrick was getting more and more strange. She couldn't understand it, but her intuition told her that it was dangerous. She didn't have time to waste, so she had to make a plan.
After dinner, Patrick went to the study again. At nine o'clock in the evening, he walked out of the room.
He saw Gloria in the living room and said calmly, "You sleep in the bedroom, and I'll sleep on the sofa."
Gloria stood up silently and walked into the bedroom. The calmer he looked, the more frightened she was.
The next day, Patrick gave Gloria a suit. He took her to the Hammond Group and asked her to make a choice.
"Come in and follow me to the meeting. Or return to the suite at Fittro Club."
However, this time, when Gloria turned around and left, Patrick stretched out his hand and pulled Gloria into the building.
"Mr. Hammond, you asked me to choose!" Gloria said angrily.
"Yes, I did." Patrick didn't mind.
"Then you eat your words." She lowered her voice.
"You can leave. Now, just turn around and leave."
That was different! Patrick held her hand and they walked in together. So many people were looking at her, especially when she had been dragged in by him!
If she left him at this moment and ran away, she dared not to run from here to the roadside under the gaze of all these people.
She lowered her head and followed behind him. She thought that as long as she entered the elevator, all those gazes and whispers would be gone.
"Gloria, chin up and straighten your back. Is it that scary?" Patrick said.
Patrick's hand landed on Gloria's back. He pushed her from behind forcefully, and Gloria's back was straightened.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard Patrick's command. "Let's go."
Somehow, she did what he said. From the beginning to the end, he kept his hand on her back.
Patrick and Gloria passed through the lobby. Under everyone's gaze, they entered the elevator exclusive to the president in a very intimate posture.
As the doors of the elevator closed, Gloria saw pairs of eyes looking at her in disbelief.
She was shocked again and quickly lowered her head.
The elevator stopped. When the doors opened, she resisted in her heart. However, Patrick pressed his hand against her back. Gloria had no choice but to walk out of the elevator stiffly.
They went to the president's office. The moment she walked in, Gloria breathed a sigh of relief. There were no gazes from others, which made her feel slightly relaxed.