Unexpected Fiancée

Chapter 194: Candice's Seduction

Patrick drove, speeding all the way to Candice's place.

"Candy, Candy!" He knocked on the door, calling out with urgency in his voice.

Candice's crying voice came from inside, "Let go of me, you thug! Let go of me!"

Soon, a man's voice followed, "You bitch, I spent so much money on you, entertaining you at the bar every day. Now you say you won't do it anymore?"

Patrick's face darkened, and he kicked open the door.

Inside, the room was in disarray.

Candice, disheveled, rushed out from the room.

Behind her, there was a man with dyed blonde hair.

"Paddy, save me." The moment Candice saw Patrick, she quickly threw herself into his arms, panic-stricken.

"You bitch, I've spent so much money on you, entertained you at the bar every day. Now, you say you won't do it anymore?" The blonde-haired man cursed, his leering eyes fixed on Candice. "I've already resigned. I won't sing at the bar anymore," Candice cried.

"Not singing is okay. Accompany me for a night, please me, and everything will be fine," the man said while reaching out to pull Candice.

Candice hid behind Patrick, trembling all over. "Don't come over, Paddy, I'm so scared."

Patrick coldly glanced at the blonde-haired man, blocking his hand from reaching Candice, and pushed him to the ground.

"Do you dare to meddle in others' affairs?" The man grumbled on the ground, attempting to get up.

Patrick directly stepped on his chest. "Get lost!"

His powerful and icy aura overwhelmed the man. The more he looked at Patrick, the more familiar he seemed. Fearful, he stammered, "You... You're Mr. Pansy?"

"Do you now know who Paddy is? Paddy won't let you bully me!" Candice held onto Patrick's arm, glaring fiercely at the blonde man.

"Mr. Pansy, I didn't know Angela was your woman. I was blind and didn't recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive me, don't compare me to you," the man apologized, bowing to Patrick. Patrick frowned. "Still not leaving?"

"Yes, yes, I'm leaving." The man nodded hastily, quickly running out.

"Candy, it's okay now. Don't be afraid," Patrick reassured her, glancing at Candice and lifting his lips slightly.

Candice tightly grabbed Patrick's arm, leaning against his chest, crying softly. "Paddy, thanks to you today, otherwise, I'm afraid I would have..."

"Who was that person just now?" Patrick asked in a low voice.

Candice sobbed, "He was a former customer from the bar who had been bothering me. I didn't expect him to come to my house today and try to assault me. Paddy, if it weren't for you, I think I would have beer violated by him by now."

Patrick patted Candice's shoulder, his voice gentle. "Candy, stop crying. It's over."

Candice wiped away her tears. "Paddy, I'm really scared. Can you stay with me tonight?"

Seeing the tearful Candice in front of him, the refusal was stuck in Patrick's throat. He nodded gently.

"Paddy, you're too good to me!" Candice reached out, circled Patrick's neck, and whispered in his ear with a scent like orchids.

Patrick calmly pushed Candice away. "Candy, you're tired. Rest early."

"I'll take a shower first," Candice said, a hint of a smile at the corner of her eyes as she glanced deeply at Patrick.

After speaking, she turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Patrick sat on the sofa, and in his mind, Jane's image involuntarily appeared-her voice, her laughter.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

He rushed so quickly just now. Jane probably misunderstood again, right?

His heart sank a bit.

Patrick took out his phone, intending to call Jane, when suddenly a terrified scream echoed from the bathroom, "Ah!!!"

"Candy, what's wrong?" Patrick's heart jumped, standing up and asking.

"Paddy, come quickly! I'm so scared!" Candice's anxious voice came out, as if something terrible had happened. Walking to the bathroom door, Patrick stopped in his tracks.

"Candy, are you okay?" Patrick knocked on the door, asking in a deep voice.

"There's a cockroach!" Candice

looked at the cockroach on the floor,

intentionally exaggerating, "Paddy,

come in quickly, I'm terrified of

cockroaches."

So, it was a cockroach.

Patrick breathed a sigh of relief, calmly saying, "Candy, don't be afraid. Just step on it. Or, finish your shower, and I'll come in." Seeing Patrick standing outside and not coming in, Candice's eyes dimmed.

Tonight, she wanted to win him over!

For Patrick, she was determined to succeed!

Candice quickly finished her shower, put on a very sexy nightgown, and sprayed her favorite perfume.

Looking at herself in the mirror, sexy and radiant, Candice curved her lips, opened the bathroom door, and walked out gracefully.

"Candy, are you okay?" Patrick asked with concern as Candice walked out.

"Paddy, that cockroach was so big! I was really scared..." Candice's chest heaved, deliberately slipping and falling into Patrick's arms. "Candy, are you okay?" Patrick instinctively held Candice, feeling a bit stunned.

Candice was wearing a

semi-transparent silk nightgownin

milky white. Her graceful figure was

vaguely visible beneath the

nightgown, exuding an indescribable

charm.

Candice's soft body intentionally brushed against Patrick's strong arm. She looked up, gazing at him with tender eyes. "Paddy, I'm fine."

The scent of overpowering perfume wafted over. Patrick frowned slightly, reaching out to steady Candice. "Candy, it's late. You should go to bed."

"Can you take me to my room?" Candice rubbed her temples, looking weak and helpless. "I feel a bit dizzy."

She pressed herself against Patrick, and he reluctantly helped her to her room.

As they entered the room, Candice suddenly exerted force, pulling Patrick onto the bed with her.

Patrick was caught off guard, and both of them ended up on the large bed.

"Paddy..." Candice extended her

arms, embracing Patrick's shoulders. With a shy and flirtatious gaze, she looked at his irresistibly handsome face and softly spoke, "Do you remember what you once said? You promised to marry me. I and

You said I saved you ou'd give

yourself to me."