My Babies, My Love

• As the car left the Arnold Manor, the luxurious estate caught Patricia's attention since it was her first time there. Considering that she was born into an affluent family, she had been used to extravagance, but the Arnold Manor was on another level that astounded her. As she looked at the flourishing flower bed in full bloom in winter, she knew that it was to Elizabeth's liking. She smiled and narrowed her gaze, thinking that Elizabeth must be someone romantic and enjoy the finer things in life.

• Isaac, who was leaning against the car seat, lightly tapped on the armrest and asked, "Have your family had dinner at this hour?"

• He planned to have dinner at her place but seeing that she had three children at home, they should have already had dinner. Patricia looked at the time and noticed that it was already 7.30PM. It's already this late. My kids should have eaten dinner.

• "Yeah," she answered.

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"Please drive us to Spago Restaurant," Isaac told the driver.

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"Noted, Mr. Isaac," the driver responded.

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Suddenly, Isaac shut his eyes and requested, "Miss Aniston, could you please give me a massage? My head hurts."

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Hearing that, she turned over and could tell he was exhausted from his expression. She thought it was no surprise that he would feel tired since he had rushed over to the Arnold Manor as soon as his fligh landed. God knows where he was or how long his flight was.

Seeing that she was quiet, he mumbled, "My head is killing me because I had been on a business trip at Brooksfield, and I hadn't had much sleep the past three days. On top of that, the flight was more than ten hours long."

• When Patricia thought of how high her pay was, she gave in and squatted on the seat before stretching her hand out to give him a massage. As a staff of Arnold Corporation, she should do her part and assist the company president since he had been working very hard.

• The next moment, he hugged her and positioned her in between his legs. She was so shocked that she wanted to leap off, but since he released his grip and closed his eyes right after, she decided to stay in the position as it was easier for her to give him a massage.

• Isaac could catch hints of her unique scent as she massaged his head. It had been a week since he smelt her scent. He felt that he was addicted to it, especially when he was tired or upset, as he would feel uplifted when she was around or when he bantered with her. Right after, he pulled her into his arms. Though she tried to get up, he kept her still and held her face with his hands. • "Don't move."

• At that moment, Patricia almost lost it because Isaac constantly took advantage of her, but she didn't dare to fight back, fearing that she might lose her job. The atmosphere was silent as he buried his face in her shoulder while his heart had also calmed down.

• "Patricia, have you missed me?"

⚫ Isaac had thought of her all the time, so much so that it almost drove him mad, and he hated the feeling of it. He was upset about it because he had never missed anyone or anything that much before. He didn't want to lose himself because of her.

• On the other hand, Patricia remained still and leaned in his chest quietly as she felt his heartbeat. She was thinking of a reply which won't anger him. "President Isaac, I have been very worried about you during your absence from work."

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She thought that something terrible might have happened to him or that he had died at home. He smiled as he never thought that she would admit that she'd missed him. Well, that wasn't half bad. "My grandfather wants me to marry Adeline." He sighed and tightened his grip around her waist.

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