Chapter 78 Whirlwind Of Emotions

• I walked towards the pool with a bottle of wine in hand, the warm night contrasting with the heavy load of thoughts on my mind. Where could he be? Why wasn't he responding? Had Patrick not realized his empire was crumbling?
• I nervously bit my lip, sitting at the edge of the pool as I sipped the wine, lost in my thoughts. That bastard had returned, bringing all my traumas and fears with him.
• “Patrick, you said you would protect me. Where are you?” I whispered to the stars, staring at the sky.