Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

"Shameless? How could you call me shameless? If I am, then everyone in the world is shameless, too.Otherwise, how would people reproduce?" said Zac in a low voice, arching his perfectly shaped eyebrows.

"You! You're a bastard!"

At the moment, Patricia felt extremely irate and aggrieved.

The first time they'd had sex, Zac was drunk too.

The only difference was that when he'd woken up then, he couldn't remember what he'd done with her.

Now, he was drunk once again when it had happened.

In her mind, she thought he was quite unabashed.

‘Didn't they say that Zac is a man of few words? So, why is he so eloquent in front of me now?' Sometimes, she couldn't even win against him in an argument! Of course, she wasn't the confrontational type, though.

"Patricia, you don't look as attractive now as you did last night..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Patricia angrily bolted for the bathroom, picking up her discarded clothes along the way.  Zac looked down at his beautiful, sexy body and thought to himself, ‘Am I not attractive enough for her?' After a while, she donned her clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

Picking up her handbag, Patricia exited the room, slamming the door shut on her way out.

In a huff, she walked out of the hotel, hailed a taxi, and went home.

After Patricia left, Kareem stepped out from behind a pillar in the hotel hallway.

He glanced in the direction in which she just left and a grin spread across his face.

When Patricia returned to the company, two hours into the workday had already passed.

But she desperately needed to go home and take a shower.

She had washed every inch of her body, dressed smartly in a suit, and then headed over to the company.

As soon as she entered the building, she was greeted by a multitude of stares.

Perplexed, she wondered if something was wrong with her appearance.

But before she left her home, she had checked herself in the mirror.

Her clothes were neat, and her makeup was simple and elegant.

of nothing

was speculating on what might have happened, she saw Jayson

awkwardly said, "Miss Sampson, the president wants to see

and walked

she made

"Miss Su, last night..."

to explain why he hadn't personally sent her back home,

"Forget about it!"

in her heart was about to burn her

Jayson was a decent

she had invited him along to

drunk, she could rely on him to stop

dreams did she expect that he would leave her in that bastard's hands and allow him to take her away.  Seeing how coldly Patricia was responding to him and the fact that she wouldn't even let him

she had every right to

followed her there yesterday; he was

fault for letting someone else take her

Sampson, I was also drunk last

her in on the events that had

of his control yesterday and how miserable he was when

fact that

a word, she continued to walk

in a domineering manner.And before

whether Patricia listened to him

it off

last night's developments, but he still thought she should be

and

an icy tone, "What if the person who had taken me away last night was not Zac, but someone else entirely? Or the person who had been taken away

"Well..."

had

night had not been Zac but the boss of another company, would he have allowed her to

he also needs to be responsible.If a man cannot be held accountable for his actions, can he still be called a man? Since a woman had gone out with you, you were obligated to ensure her safety.But instead of doing your duty, you left her in the hands of another.And then you assumed they would be responsible for her well-being thereafter! To

finish her rant, but her meaning was

following words because Jayson already knew what

any hesitation, Patricia continued the trek towards the

following comment to Jayson, "Just focus on

words, Jayson was left

didn't expect her to help