"This auntie, we didn't ask you to wait."
Patricia was stunned. Auntie? Was she that old? How could he call her auntie?
"I'm the age to be your sister not an auntie."
Brain looked Patricia up and down, curled his lips and shook his head.
"Hey, the teacher in the kindergarten should have taught you, right? You can't lie even if you are a
child. To be honest, you look elder than my mother. I don't think that it is wrong for me to call you like
that."
"Where do I look older than your mother?"
"I didn't say you are old."
Brain shrugged her shoulders and didn't say anything more. Teresa was about to go to the seat next to
Enrique, but Patricia took her seat steadily. Well, the visitor was a guest.
"Auntie, you are sitting in my mother's seat now, and the guest should be sitting over there."
Bruce also said, pointing to the chair not far away. Patricia was angry. These two children were talking
nonsense. She looked younger and more beautiful than Teresa, but why did they say she was the older
one?
How could they say that she looked older than Teresa? The most important point was that he said that
she should move to another seat for Teresa? She ignored Bruce directly.
"Well, it's okay for me to sit there."
"Mom, you can't be too weak. Sometimes, if you give in, your husband will disappear."
Brain also looked at Teresa seriously. Teresa was stunned. What the hell? Where did this child learn
this? And Enrique over there laughed unexpectedly.
"I'll sit next to your mother. Her husband and your father will not disappear. Don't worry."
Enrique stood up and walked towards Teresa's seat. Then he pulled out the chair next to Teresa's and
sat down. Harris was very satisfied with his son's performance.
Albert took it for granted that Enrique should do so. Ives was not happy at all. It shouldn't have
happened. If Enrique really loved Teresa, he wouldn't have brought that woman home.
Then he turned to look at Patricia. Ives had already told Anita to investigate her. This woman dared to
bully his daughter openly in front of him. She really didn't want to live.
During the meal, the atmosphere was much more harmonious than before. Mandy, who was standing
next to them, was a little scared, especially when she saw those four old men.
They didn't quarrel with each other, especially Harris and Albert of the Gu Family didn't aim at that Ives.
It was really rare.
But that young woman who just came here today seemed very unhappy, no, to be more accurate,
extremely unhappy. If that young woman's eyes could kill people, Mandy thought that Mrs. Teresa
might have died countless times.
'Alas, it seems that she is another woman who is infatuated with their Mr. Enrique. Unfortunately, Mr.
Enrique has married Mrs. Teresa, and every family member of Mrs. Teresa's family seem to be difficult
to deal with.'
"Enrique, it's so late today. I don't want to go back. I want to go to the company with you tomorrow."
"Patty, I'm flying to France tomorrow. I've told Teresa and Tony about the company's affairs. If you have
anything, you can ask them. You can go to the company with Teresa tomorrow."
"What? Are you going to France? I will go with you."
Patricia stood up from her seat and was a little angry. Why didn't he tell her that he was going to
France? She just wanted to be with him. Couldn't he see that?
"You have been in the company for more than two months, right? However, you didn't hand in your
even one design draft during these time. Our TH Group won't recruit useless people. When I come
back from France, if you can't hand in your design draft, I think our TH Group can't use you anymore."
Patricia pouted and sat down on the chair. In the past two months, she had been thinking about being
with Enrique all the time, so she had no time to care about the design draft.
"All right. I see."
Patricia looked a little pitiful, but Teresa, who was standing beside her, warned herself that she couldn't
be softhearted. This Patricia wouldn't appreciate and thanked her at all.
'Teresa, why do you bother? It is totally unnecessary. Yes, you couldn't be softhearted anymore.'
After dinner, it was very late. Teresa went to the study room of Enrique and continued to draw the
design draft. Her inspiration had been very good these two days, and she wanted to draw half of it first.
Enrique had been waiting for a long time in his room and Teresa didn't come back. Enrique frowned.
Didn't she know that he would fly to France tomorrow?
Didn't she know that he would come back five or six days later? This meant that they would not see
each other for five or six days. 'What is this woman thinking?'
He had taken a shower and was ready for it. However, the heroine still didn't come to him. After he
waited for a long time, he still didn't see Teresa come back. Enrique was unhappy.
He got up from the bed and went to the study. He saw the woman was still drawing on the design
sketch with a pen. This kind of thing should be done in the company and shouldn't be done at home.
This woman put her husband, who was handsome and good at skill in sex, alone in their bedroom and
she kept working in the study. Was it reasonable?
"Teresa, do you know it's late now?"
He was a good husband, so he had to remind his rash wife that it was late and they had to go back to
their room to rest.
"Oh, I see. You can go to sleep first. You don't need to wait for me."
However, Teresa didn't raise her head and continued to concentrate on her own draft. Her patient
husband no longer had patience. He went straight up and picked up Teresa.
"Ah, what are you doing?"
Teresa was taken aback. Her good inspiration was gone in an instant. The more Teresa struggled to
jump down and wanted continue her painting, the more severe Enrique's physical reaction became.
"It is you who seduced me."
"What? Enrique. What's wrong with you? Don't."
There was a large sofa in the study, and the air conditioner was on. It seemed that it was also a good
idea to do it on the carpet. Thinking of this, Enrique directly pressed Teresa on the sofa.
"Enrique. Don't do that. We are in the study."
"No, I can't wait. That's it."
"Ah!"
After the sex, Teresa covered herself with the night robe of Enrique, waiting for the satisfied Enrique
with a bitter face. What a beast!
"What? I can see from your face that you want to do it again?"
"Keep away from me!"
Teresa glared at Enrique. This man was becoming more and more concupiscent. Right now, he even
did this kind of thing in the study. Her inspiration was suddenly cut off. It was all his fault. He didn't pick
a time.
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