Gwendolyn looked at him vigilantly, afraid that he would kiss her again. She stared at his bright red lips
with widened, ready to pierce him with the needle at any moment.
Patrick saw her staring at his lips, and he wondered if she was wanting the same thing as him.
He smirked and then lowered his head to kiss her. Ever since he first saw her, he had wanted to taste
her lips so bad, and now he was finally able to fulfill his wish.
Gwendolyn was stunned for a moment. When she felt the warmth on her lips, she blinked. Why is he
kissing me again? Pervert!
Without any hesitation, she pressed her ring, and a thin and long needle appeared. She then pierced it
into his neck.
At that moment, Patrick was extremely engrossed in the kiss.
Suddenly, he felt a pain in his neck, and his body stiffened. He became paralyzed.
Gwendolyn quickly retreated from his arms. She took several neckties to tie up his hands and feet
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“Let's see how you're going to bully me again. Didn't your mother teach you not to bully girls?”
She was a mother as well, so she had taught her sons well.
Her sons were extremely obedient, and they would never bully girls.
Patrick could not even speak at first. After about two minutes, he blinked and saw that he was tied up
like an animal. His face turned terrifyingly dark.
What did she do to me? Did she just use an anesthetic on me?
Initially, he thought she was a fool and was incapable of protecting herself. He did not expect her to pull
such a smart move.
Patrick snorted. It's good that she's still capable of protecting herself, I guess.
“Gwendolyn, let go of me.”
His deep and cold voice sounded. Gwendolyn was so shocked that she shuddered unwittingly.
Whenever she did something bad, she would feel guilty. However, she knew that it was self-defense
this time. He bullied me first.
Then, she kicked him again. “Patrick Lowen, do you swear you would never bully me again?”
Patrick narrowed his eyes as he looked at how determined she looked.
He frowned and asked, “Gwendolyn, where did you buy this thing? I— Why am I feeling so
uncomfortable?”
When Gwendolyn heard that, her eyes instantly widened.
I bought it in a small shop. I don't think it even has any certificate of approval or anything like that!
She was so frightened that she squatted down and reached out to pat his face.
“You're uncomfortable? Where?”
She was feeling anxious because he looked like he was suffering.
In fact, Patrick was acting so well that he could win the best actor award.
“Y-You used an unregistered product on me? You'd have to be held responsible if I die.”
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Gwendolyn was scared out of her wits when she heard that.
“I'll call the ambulance right now.”
Her hands were trembling, and she could not think straight. Anesthesia really shouldn't be used
indiscriminately, or it might even endanger one's life!
She was frightened, as she did not want to commit a murder.
I can't go to jail. If Patrick dies, his family will kill me.
Seeing how terrified she was, Patrick knew that it was time to stop scaring her.
“Gwendolyn, let go of me. I can't breathe.”
Gwendolyn had not dialed the number yet because her hands were shaking too badly. Hearing his
words, she nodded.
“Okay.”
She then dropped her phone and undid the ties on his hands and feet.
“How are you feeling now?”
Patrick took several heavy breaths as if he really could not breathe.
“Untie the strap of my robe. It feels so stuffy.”