Chapter 232: Comfort

Patrick's face was cold as he snapped, "What are you doing here!"

Emily almost laughed out of anger at Patrick's attitude. She kicked aside the debris and walked forward, crossing her arms as she surveyed the mess. With a faint smile, she looked at Patrick. "What? Afraid I'll see this?"

Patrick licked his cheek, his eyes red, like a caged beast. His tone was hostile. "This is none of your business."

Seeing Patrick in this state, Emily found his wildness rather attractive. She nonchalantly laughed, cleared a spot on the messy bed, and sat down, leisurely looking at Patrick.

"Let me guess what could make our invincible Patrick so angry... Ah, could it be about the girl in this morning's post? Did our proud Patrick get rejected or insulted after confessing?"

Emily's self-questioning only darkened Patrick's face. He grabbed Emily's arm. "Get out!"