Gloria thought, 'I don't get it. How did Patrick know this secret of mine? I don't know how Derrick knew, either.
Was Patrick spying on me?'
Such a thought enraged Gloria. She figured that though she had been imprisoned and was now a rogue without a pack, she still had her privacy.
Patrick waited for Gloria to speak. However, he was running out of patience.
He looked at Gloria and asked, "You won't tell me?"
His suspicion surged continuously. He thought, 'Did something happen between Gloria and Derrick?'
"Has he seen you naked?" Patrick could not help asking.
Gloria felt a sudden throbbing pain in her heart.
She thought, 'Patrick, what do you think I am?'
She clenched her hands gradually, which were on either side of her thighs.
Gloria was silent while trembling in anger.
Seeing that Gloria didn't say anything, Patrick figured that he guessed it correctly. The jealousy was eating him up.
"How much did he pay you?" Patrick asked mockingly.
Gloria's eyes widened in disbelief. All she could feel was that it hurt to breathe.
"Mr. Fisher didn't pay. I was glad to let Mr. Fisher see me naked for free! Besides, Mr. Hammond, I'm worthless. You know that, don't you? Mr. Fisher is so gentle. Heck, I might be willing to give him money just to let him see my naked body. Also, I still fantasize about Mr. Fisher's kiss every night. How I wish I could get Mr. Fisher drunk so that I could sleep with him."
Gloria said in despair, making disparaging remarks about herself. However, before she could finish, Patrick kissed her mouth.
Patrick's handsome face was filled with anger.
Anger surged in his heart. With every word she said, his anger accumulated. In the end, Patrick couldn't bear to listen to her irritating words anymore. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, stopping her from annoying him further.
As he kissed her, he thought about what she said about Derrick's kiss.
Patrick kissed Gloria affectionately. Soon, she surrendered. It wasn't like the first time Patrick kissed her, yet for some reason, today's kiss was different.
Their warm breaths intertwined, and she was about to drown in Patrick's kiss.
Gloria didn't have a wolf, but she was still affected by the mate bond between them.
Right now, Gloria instinctively longed for her mate's kiss and was eager to be marked.
Her reaction made Patrick find it even tougher to resist. Leo could feel their mate's warmth and urged Patrick to mark Gloria as soon as possible.
However, Patrick didn't continue. He wanted to mark Gloria as well, but he suddenly thought of Gloria's current physical condition. Also, Gloria was without a wolf right now. If he marked her, the wound might give her a fever again.
Patrick stood up abruptly and looked at Gloria. The lust in his eyes grew stronger.
Yet he spoke coldly, "You don't think I will sleep with you again, do you? I get bored after doing it with a woman like you once. Besides, you are so cheap."
After that, he stepped out of the bedroom, and Gloria's face instantly turned pale.
"Shut up!" She covered her ears, trying to drive Patrick's words out of her mind.
She dared not shout aloud. She could only use a suppressive, low voice to vent her anger.
At the same time, Lillian, who was in Derrick's villa, was suffering as well.
In front of her was the person she had been dreaming of.
However, he was somehow different from what she had imagined.
With a slight smile on his lips, Derrick pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Lillian. "Sit," he said. Then he pointed in the other direction.
Lillian didn't look good. She had been choking on the water for four minutes, and she thought she was about to die.
"Mr. Fisher, I..." Lillian opened her mouth but was interrupted.
Derrick shushed her and suddenly raised a finger. He gently placed the finger next to his lips and said, "Don't talk. Let me take a good look at you."
Derrick's voice was extremely bewitching, and even his smile was so attractive to Lillian.
Lillian blushed uncontrollably, and her heart beat rapidly. She thought, 'What does Mr. Fisher mean?
He said that he wanted to take a good look at me. What does that mean?'
An answer emerged in her mind almost instantly. Lillian nervously raised her head and looked at Derrick in front of her.
Lillian thought, 'Derrick said those things to Patrick because it was a tactic act. Actually, he remembered me. He pretended that he didn't care about me, since he didn't want to provoke Patrick.
That must be it. After all, Patrick is so terrifying. It makes sense that Derrick chose to protect himself by distancing himself from me.'
She looked up and saw a pair of focused eyes looking at her.
Lillian figured that she must look pitiful in Derrick's eyes right now. She was confident that Derrick would fall for her.
Suddenly, Derrick moved.
He quickly leaned close to Lillian, and his face was so close to hers. Lillian was startled and raised her eyes. Under Derrick's deep and focused eyes, she felt that she was so flustered that she was almost panicking.
"Mr. Fisher..."
She spoke shyly, her face and ears flushed.
"Who knows? A wicked heart is hidden beneath a seemingly innocent face," Derrick slowly said.
Lillian's face suddenly froze, even though the blush on her cheeks had not faded.
Her lips trembled, and she was shaking with anger. "This is too much, Mr. Fisher. You are way too much."
"I'm warning you. Do not cry. I hate it when women cry."
Lillian bit her lip and glared at Derrick with resentment.
Derrick stood up. "Tell me. Should I punish you?"
Lillian was dumbfounded and thought, 'What? More punishment? Not again!'
"Why? I didn't offend you!" Lillian was furious.
Derrick clicked his tongue and looked at Lillian as if she was an idiot. He said, "You offended me by framing Gloria."
Lillian thought, 'Gloria again!
What's so special about her? Both Mr. Hammond and Mr. Fisher stood by her!'
Lillian suddenly raised her head, jealousy flashing through her eyes. "Gloria is not a decent woman! Mr. Fisher, she fooled you! Don't be tricked by her honest appearance. She is a bad woman. A bad woman indeed! She is just pretending to be pitiful!"
Without saying a word, Derrick sprang to his feet. Then, with his hands in his pockets, he glanced down at Lillian at his feet. "I know how I should punish you," he said softly.