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Violet was a little helpless, but she could not reason with a drunkard who could not recognize people. She knitted her eyebrows and said, “I am Violet. In the flesh!”.

Patrick stared straight at her for a while, making Violet uncomfortable, and said, “Then, come over and let me smell you!” What the hell? Smell? Didn’t he think he was a dog?

Before Violet could react, Patrick suddenly grabbed her arm. She stag gered and fell into Patrick’s arms.

Patrick rested his head on her neck and breathed on her skin. It was hot and itchy.

Violet felt a little uncomfortable. Just as she was about to get up, Patrick pulled her down. “Don’t move!”

Violet was bothered, and her tone was a little angry. “Are you done smelling? I’m getting up!”

She didn’t have the heart to bother about a drunkard.

However, Patrick acted against her. His tone was stubborn and aggrieved. “You're not allowed to leave. | can smell it. You’re Violet. This is the fragrance on her body!”

On her body? Violet was speechless, wondering how drunk he was to have said that.

He used “her body” instead of “your body”. Only someone who was drunk and not in the right mind could say that to her face. She pursed her lips. “Let go of me first. I’ll take you upstairs to wash up. You're drunk!”

Patrick shook his head stubbornly. “No. I’m not drunk!”

Violet could do nothing with him. “Drunk People usually say that they are not drunk. Be good and let go of me!”

Violet's last two sentences carried a hint of toughness...

As expected, Patrick let go of her. Violet did not expect that Patrick would bully the weak and fear the strong, even when he was drunk.

However, when Violet stood straight, she saw Patrick’s aggrieved face.

Her jaw almost dropped. Was this Patrick Hersey?

She must take him back to his room as soon as possible. Otherwise, if Patrick still

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remembered these embarrassing things the next day, she would probably not be able to

live.

Violet's voice was a little stiff. “Get up and follow me upstairs!”

Patrick stood up obediently as told and looked at Violet.

Violet turned around and went upstairs. She could not help but look at him. He followed closely behind.

Violet smiled a little. Although she feared Patrick would remember what happened tonight and settle scores with her when he woke up the next day, she had to say Patrick was cute and fun.

She secretly turned her head and glanced at Patrick. Patrick had a straight face, but his eyes were a little confused.

Violet smiled and took him to his room. She pushed open the bathroom door. “Alright. Go in and take a shower first. Then, go to bed early!”

Violet had overestimated the drunk people.

She naively thought that Patrick was so obedient that he would take a shower as she had told him.

She pushed him into the bathroom and waited outside for a while. She wouldn't leave until she saw Patrick come out and fall asleep. This way, she would have done her best!

However, after waiting outside for a long time, she still did not hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Violet's mind was in a dilemma for quite a while. In the end, she could not help but open the door to take a look.

What she saw almost blew her off. Patrick took off his clothes and fell asleep in the bathroom.

The floor was so chilly. Didn’t he feel cold?

Violet did not know if she should cover her eyes or pull him up first.

She casually grabbed a towel from the shelf beside her and quickly stepped forward to cover Patrick.

After doing this, she looked at Patrick lying on the ground with a headache. She did not know how to deal with the current situation.

She rubbed between her eyebrows and thought to herself. Patrick was lying on the

ground with a white towel covering his body. He looked like a corpse in the hospital

morgue.

At the thought of this, she quickly shook her head. What was she thinking? If Patrick knew what was in her mind, he would think she was cursing him and would surely cut her into pieces!

She sighed, bent down, and tied the towel around him. She pulled him up without complaint and struggled to support him as they moved to the bed.

She was about to put him down when Patrick’s body suddenly leaned forward. Violet could not react in time and was dragged down to the bed by him.

Half of Patrick’s body was lying on top of Violet. His breath, which reeked of alcohol, blew on her face.

Although Patrick was dead asleep and motionless, Violet was still so nervous that her heart almost popped out.

She blushed and wanted to push Patrick away. However, she heard Patrick's lips move. as he muttered softly.

Violet subconsciously leaned over and heard him whisper in a coaxing tone, “Please don’t be mad!”

Violet was stunned. Her face turned slightly red. Was he talking to her?

She quickly pushed Patrick away and stood up. She shook her head vigorously to clear her mind, reminding herself not to overthink it.

If Patrick wanted to say that to her, he would have said it long ago. Why would he wait

until this moment?

She slowly calmed down and turned to look at the person lying on the bed. She silently covered him up with the blanket. Finally, Patrick was settled. Violet looked at his sleeping and handsome face and thought to herself that she had done her best, although Patrick hadn’t taken a shower.

She hoped Patrick would not find fault with her when he woke up the next day.

Patrick opened his eyes in discomfort the next day and felt a splitting headache.

He rubbed the space between his eyebrows and sat up. Many blurry scenes slowly appeared in his mind.

The more sober he became, the darker his face looked.

In the past, Patrick only knew that he would have the wrong person when he got drunk. Moreover, under normal circumstances, he would not lose his memory.

However, he did not expect that he would call Violet “Mom” and “Dad” as well as “Bro” the night before. He did not even care about the gender!

Patrick’s handsome face darkened. For the first time, he felt that he was so stu pid when he was drunk.

Fortunately, the only good thing was that he remembered the question Violet had asked him the night before. It was about Rose in the passenger seat and a lipstick he didn’t

know about.

It seemed that Violet's being mad at him had something to do with this.

Even if she had no feelings for him, she would probably not be happy to be cuc kolded!

He held his forehead with a long face. He had a headache and did not know how to face Violet later.

Violet woke up in the morning. After washing up, she opened the door and saw that the door of the next room was also opened. She subconsciously looked over and immediately met Patrick’s eyes.

Patrick’s expression was a little unnatural. He subconsciously looked away. “I drank too much last night. Sorry for the trouble!” Violet looked a little nervous. “Do you still remember what happened last night?”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Patrick subconsciously retorted, “Nope. How could | remember? I’ve already forgotten all of it. | got drunk and blacked out!” Violet heaved a sigh of relief. “I see. That’s good!”

They both were guilty and did not notice whether the other side’s reaction made sense.

Seeing that Violet believed his words, Patrick thought of how Violet had cared for him. the night before.

He

took the initiative to make a move, trying to ease their relationship.

He said, ‘I'll drive you to the production team after breakfast.”

Violet was stunned. She remembered that she seemed to have mentioned that she would go to film the jewelry show that day before she left the night before.

She was a little surprised and looked very confused. “Last night, | did say that | was.

going to the production team, but weren’t you... drunk at that time?”

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