Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Violet’s eyes flickered as she said, “Yeah, of course I know. You told me on the phone this morning, didn’t you?”

Russell nodded with a satisfied look on his face.

At the press conference, Russell sat next to Violet, putting on a show. “Everyone, please calm down. Now, regarding the entertainment scandal from this morning, let me clarify that I was simply giving a friend a ride. It wasn’t as everyone has been saying. I’m not going to marry another woman,” he said.

“The relationship between Violet and me has always been good. I hope everyone won’t make baseless speculations and ruin our relationship. Otherwise, I will take legal measures to protect my rights! Now, you can start asking questions!” he declared.

Immediately, the media grabbed their microphones and cameras. “Miss Webb, do you believe Mr. Fraley’s explanation? Could it be true, as some online sources claim, that he is involved with multiple relationships while you are unaware?” they asked.

Violet smiled faintly and replied, “Russell and I have always had a good

relationship. We love each other. I believe him. He has explained it to me as an act of humanitarianism, helping his friend’s girlfriend is necessary. I hope everyone can believe him too!”

During the press conference, Violet and Russell, stunningly appeared as a loving couple in front of the public.

After the press conference, Violet stood up and suddenly noticed the assistant who had infiltrated the crowd of reporters.

She was taken aback and felt a pang of anxiety. She wondered if her public display of affection with Russell had upset Patrick.

After the conference, Violet hurried to the Design Department to catch up on her work. In the middle of it, Russell called and requested some design drafts. When she delivered them, she discreetly attached a pinhole camera to one of the buttons on her clothes.

At 7 o’clock in the evening, Patrick’s assistant came to pick up Violet. She was still working on her design drafts. When she received the call, she quickly rushed downstairs. To her surprise, when the car door opened, she saw Patrick sitting in the back seat.

Violet paused for a moment and quickly got into the car. “Mr. Hersey, you’re here!” she exclaimed.

Patrick glanced at her, his calm gaze carrying a hint of mischief. “We’re going to, have our wedding night tonight. Are you sure you want to continue calling me ‘Mr. Hersey‘?” he said.

Violet blushed. “Um… Well, Patrick!”

Patrick furrowed his brow.

Violet’s face grew even redder. “Da–Darling?”

Patrick’s eyes flickered, and he looked at her intently. “Not bad,” he said softly. Violet lowered her head, her n*eck turning red as well. Unfortunately, she didn’t see any change in Patrick’s expressionless eyes. She remained silent like a snail with her head down.

Seeing to have thought of something, Patrick said in a low voice, “I heard that you and Russell were deeply in love?”

Violet’s b*dy tensed, and she immediately looked up, her face turning red as she hurriedly explained, “It’s not like that! I was just acting!”

Patrick remained calm as he said, “I remember that you took pictures of Russell and that woman coming out of the city hall.”

Violet’s expression changed, her voice filled with resentment as she cursed, “It’s not enough. If I just wanted him to bear the reputation of a scumbag and a heartless man, how could that satisfy my desire for revenge?”

When she was in love with Russell, she loved him wholeheartedly, and when she hated him, she hated him fiercely!

Patrick raised an eyebrow, not saying anything, but in his heart, he defined Violet as strong–willed, stubborn, and exceptionally clear in her love and hate. It seemed that if she wanted to take revenge with her own hands, it would not be wise for him to intervene too soon.

In the evening, after dinner, Patrick took Violet directly to the top floor, to his private suite.

As soon as the door opened, Violet saw the bed covered in crimson rose petals, and her face instantly turned red in an instant. “This… This is…”

Patrick looked up and walked in, saying, “It’s the ceremonial atmosphere of the wedding night, prepared by the assistant.”

Blushing, Violet entered the room and quickly closed the door.

Patrick casually started undressing, saying, “I’ll take a shower first, any objections?”

Violet immediately shook her head, leaning against the wall like a turtle. “None!”

Patrick, shirtless, walked to the bathroom door, then suddenly turned his head and looked at Violet, who was leaning against the wall. “Are you… shy?”

Violet, not knowing what to do next, straightened her n*eck and blushed, stubbornly insisting, “I’m not!”

Seeing her like this, Patrick couldn’t help but tease, “If you’re not shy, why is your face so red?”

Violet instantly became flustered and didn’t know what to do!

At that moment, Patrick’s phone suddenly rang.

The ambiguous atmosphere was shattered. Patrick picked up his phone and glanced at it. It was a call from Gloria.

He furrowed his brow slightly and said to Violet, “I need to step out for a moment!”

Violet was taken aback. “Patrick…” she murmured in her heart. “Is he upset?”

That made sense. She was the one who proposed to get married and provided herself with an escape route. Now, they were legally married, and Patrick had mentioned that she was supposed to fulfill her marital duties.

Her hesitations and reservations were becoming annoying!