Isaac covered his nose in response and stood up. âCome on, go inside and have a wash.â
These two seriously reeked. If they werenât his good friends, he wouldnât even let them into his place
and stain the entire mansion with sewer stench.
While the three walked inside, Percy found their episode increasingly amusing the more he thought
about it. âF*cking hell, is this the welcoming I get for coming back this time? Iâll sure as hell remember it
for the rest of my life.â
Nikola, on the other hand, couldnât help cussing as he said, âCome on, Tricia. Isnât this only our first
time third-wheeling you guys? Do you have to do this to us?!â
Despite ranting, the two couldnât help laughing about it either.
Isaac stayed about a foot away from them, for he couldnât stand the stench on them. âDonât blame both
of your bad luck on her.â
Then again, Iâm sure you guys wonât dare to come near easily anymore. You guys sure as hell have to
be taught a lesson.
Also, there isnât even a spark between Patricia and me yet! Just when I thought I could get her to pick
me up and ease our relationship, this sh*t happened and caused her to freak out. Great, I have to go
and coax her tomorrow.
After arriving at the mansion, Isaac told the guys to stop before he rinsed them down with the garden
hose, causing the guys to howl at the coldness. It was winter and about thirty degrees Fahrenheit at
that, yet they were forced to be drenched in icy water.
Nikola was so cold at the end of it that he was stuttering. âI-Isaac, i-if both of us catch a c-cold
tomorrow, Tricia h-has to make us dinner t-to make up for it.â
Hearing so, Isaac pointed the garden hose at Nikola, drenching the guy in icy water again. Cook for
you? Dream on! Only I get to eat her cooking. Donât you two even think about it!
â¦
After Isaacâs chauffeur dropped her off at her home, Patricia gave herself a sniff. I donât reek of sewage
water, right? she thought.
However, she still stood outside for a while, hoping the winter breeze would take some of the stench
with it. Nonetheless, the night was so cold that she couldnât help jumping.
Just then, Gus happened to return home. He went up to her when he caught sight of the woman.
âTricia, Iâve sorted out the money for you. Itâll appear in your bank account by tomorrow.â
âThanks, Gus.â Patricia smiled.
Iâll have the money by tomorrow, and Poppy will be able to undergo her surgery after settling the
medical bill. How wonderful!
Poppy will finally get better, and Darcieâs good life will just be ahead.
They could buy another house after losing this one, anyway. After Darcie sold her house, they could
immediately return this half a million. Itâd be a win-win situation.
The two chatted for a while longer before entering their respective homes.
âTricia, youâre home.â Josephine had been waiting for Patricia to come home, whereas the latter was
surprised to find Josephine still awake when she came in. âMrs. Zimmers, why havenât you gone to
bed?â
âIâve made you some chocolate mousse dessert.â Josephine pointed toward the kitchen. âHave some
before you go to bed.â
Patricia nodded in acknowledgment. âIâll go take a shower first. Iâll be real quick.â
She couldnât shake off the feeling that she was certainly tainted with poop stench, and she could only
bring herself to have some dessert after a shower.
She came back downstairs twenty minutes later and sat in front of the coffee table in the living room.
The chocolate mousse dessert was a perfect treat.
Meanwhile, Josephine sat next to her, watching her eat the dessert. âTricia, when are you going to
bring your boyfriend home and introduce him to us?â
Her boyfriend had taken care of her when she was sick the other day, and he had even taken pretty
good care of her as well.
Also, she heard from their neighbors that the car at the gates was a fine vehicle made for the rich and
noble. If Tricia had found herself a rich man, then the young woman wouldnât have to live in constant
worry anymore.
Patricia nearly spat out the dessert in her mouth upon hearing Josephineâs words. She took a moment
to collect herself before swallowing the rest of it.
âWhere did you hear that from, Mrs. Zimmers? Thatâs nonsense.â
She had no intention of finding a boyfriend. Moreover, she felt somewhat repulsive toward men.
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