Chapter 80

Patrick was lost in thought, trying to figure out what he really felt for Emily. Was it just possessiveness, or something deeper? Watching her busy herself with making coffee, his confusion only grew. Emily,on the other hand, was just as puzzled. She had no idea what Patrick's sudden visit meant or where their relationship was heading.

When the coffee was ready, Emily handed Patrick a cup. He took a sip,letting the aroma fill his senses. The silence between them was thick and awkward. Finally, Emily broke it. "Why are you here?" Patrick looked at her, a bit lost, and said, "I don't know, I just felt like coming when I saw you." Emily scoffed, "Do you really think I believe you anymore?" Patrick sighed, "I know I messed up before, but..." He trailed off, struggling to find the right words.

Emily cut him off. "You don't need to say anything. It's over between us.I just want to move on with my life, without you in it." Patrick's heart sank.He hadn't expected her to be so firm. After a moment of silence, he said,"Alright, if that's what you want, I won't bother you anymore." He put down the coffee cup,stood up, and headed for the door.

Emily watched him leave, her emotions a tangled mess. She wasn't sure if she was making the right choice, but she knew she couldn't go back to the pain of the past. She had to think about her and her child's future.Patrick reached the door, paused, looked back at Emily, wanting to say something.but in the end, he just left.

Emily sat on the sofa, tears streaming down her face. She listened to his footsteps fade away and the elevator door close, knowing he was really gone. On impulse, she rushed to the door and opened it, only to bump right into Patrick.

He opened his arms, a cold smile on his face. "Can't bear to see me go?"

"No!" Emily pushed him away, trying to retreat back inside.

But Patrick gently held her, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.His embrace was warm and strong. making Emily's heart race. She wanted to pull away, but her body wouldn't cooperate.

Patrick looked down at her trembling lips, his desire burning. He leaned in slowly, and Emily's eyes widened. She wanted to turn away, but he held her tight. His breath was hot and commanding, making her feel dizzy.

When his lips touched hers, it was like a jolt of electricity. Her mind went blank, and she forgot everything. Patrick's kiss was gentle yet intense.like he was savoring the most delicious thing in the world.

Emily's legs felt weak, her hands hanging uselessly at her sides.Patrick's kiss grew more passionate, his tongue gently parting her lips and exploring her mouth. She was overwhelmed by his presence,her breath quickening.

Patrick held Emily close, like he wanted to fuse their bodies. His kiss was full of raw desire, making Emily's body heat up against her will. She wanted to push him away, but her hands felt weak. Her mind was a mess.knowing this shouldn't be happening, yet unable to resist his pull.

Patrick's hand gently caressed her back, feeling her warmth. His kisses trailed from her lips to her cheeks, then to her earlobes. When he sucked on her earlobes, her body trembled, and a soft moan escaped her lips.

Patrick's desire intensified when he heard Emily's moans. His hand slid down her back, resting on her butt, giving it a gentle squeeze. Emily's body tensed up, her eyes wide with shyness and panic.

"Don't be scared, baby," Patrick whispered in her ear, his voice dripping with tenderness and temptation. Emily felt flustered, not knowing how to respond to his gentleness. She wanted to break free. but her body leaned into him instead.

Patrick's lips found hers again, the kiss growing more intense. Emily was breathless, her hands clutching his clothes for support. His body pressed tightly against hers, his erection pressing against her abdomen.

Feeling his desire, Emily's face turned bright red. She wanted to push him away, but he held her too tightly. His hand slipped under her clothes,caressing her skin. Her body trembled with a mix of fear and shyness.

"Patrick, please stop," Emily's voice trembled, a hint of pleading in it.Patrick heard her, feeling a pang of guilt, but his desire was too strong.His hand continued to explore her body, feeling her softness and warmth.

Tears streamed down Emily's face. She wanted to resist, but his kisses and touches made her heart race. She felt trapped, unable to escape his control.

Just when she felt hopeless, Patrick suddenly stopped. He looked at her tear-stained face, guilt washing over him. He gently kissed her tears away,saying, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so impulsive."

Emily didn't say anything, just looked at him silently. It was the first time he had ever apologized to her. Her heart was filled with conflict; she didn't know what kind of feelings she had for Patrick. Patrick gently held her and asked, "Emily, what should I do?"

Emily was shocked, unable to believe her ears. She looked at him,her eyes full of confusion and surprise. Patrick repeated, "After you left, I realized I can't be without you. I know I treated you badly before, can you forgive me?"

Emily was touched, falling into silence. She leaned into his embrace.feeling his warmth and heartbeat. This moment with Patrick was something she had longed for.

"Emily, can you come back? Name your conditions: a house, a car. or a check?" Patrick turned her shoulders, looking into her eyes seriously.

Emily's emotions shifted from touched to shocked to angry as she pushed him away and coldly questioned, "Mr. Rivera, what am I to you? A secretary? A sexual partner? Or a prostitute you pay for sex?"

Hearing her words, Patrick realized he had messed up. He reached out to grab her, but she pushed him away.