Chapter 404 Grace Discovers Patricia and Martin's Tryst
After the passionate encounter, the room continued to be shrouded in a suggestive haze.
Patricia lay soaking wet with sweat in Martin's arms, her voice hoarse from the fervor of prolonged cries.
"When did you start to remember me?" she murmured.
With a heavy sigh, Martin's voice was tinged with helplessness.Martin said, "Patricia, listen to me, don't stay here. Go back to Ivara City; Charles and the others are waiting for you."
Perceiving something amiss, Patricia looked up at him. "What do you mean? Aren't you coming back with me?"
Martin gently tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear, whispering,. "I need to stay and handle Hunter."
Fear for his safety was immediate and she blurted out, "No, you can't. ," she said. "He's a monster. If you stay, I'm afraid he'll hurt you."
Martin's eyes narrowed, a flicker of scorn crossing them. "He doesn't have the power to!"."
"But he almost killed you last time!. Do you have any idea how I felt when I heard you might be dead? I wanted to die with you."
The mere memory still caused her heart to ache unbearably.
Martin smiled and playfully flicked her nose,. "How could I die without bringing you back with me?"
"Then why won't you come back with me? I miss Charles, Randy, Fannie, and our other two kidsbabies so much."
Martin's expression stiffened for a moment.. "Our other two kidsbabies?"
Oblivious to his reaction, Patricia nodded eagerly, "Yes! . "Don't you miss them? They were just born, I only got a glimpse of them right after they were born before they were sent back to you. I can hardly remember their faces."
Martin's heart clenched in pain.
It felt, feeling like there was a vise grip around his heart.
Breathing, and breathing also hurt.
Apparently, Patricia had no idea that she would never see one of their babies had been taken from them by Hunter's cruel handbabies' face again.
She believed both children had been safely delivered into his care.
Noticing his silence, Patricia asked with a hint of confusion, "Why are you so quiet? Don't you miss them?" she said.
Bitterness tinged Martin's eyes.
"Miss them? Terribly..."
He hadn't even had the chance to lay eyes on his son before Hunter's vile deed, but he couldn't bear to tell Patricia the truth now. It would break her.
But he couldn't bear to tell Patricia the truth now.
It would break her.
A deep, seething hatred churned within him.
He realized he had been too lenient with Hunter before.
If only he had known, he would have ended himHunter back in Ivara City, spareding himself thisfrom that ticking time bomb.
"So, if you miss them, why won't you come back with me?" Patricia said.
Martin's strong hand gently massaged her soft hair.
"As long as Hunter is alive, we can never fully won't be able to reunite! for long. Even if we return now, he'll stop at nothing to take you from meagain. That's why... I must cut the problem at its root."
Patricia found his logic sound.
Yet,, but the thought of leaving him to face Hunter alone unsettled her.
"Then I'll stay with you."
Martin cupped her delicate face and said, "Your presence here will only distract me."
But Patricia stood firm, leaving no room for negotiation, "We're partners, ," she said, "for better or worse, andso I won't abandon you. Besides..."
He raised an eyebrow as she hesitated, "Besides what?"
"Besides, youYou and Grace being alone together... it doesn't sit right with me."
"I'm approaching "I approached her because I suspect the Koch family is the force helping Hunter make his comeback," Martin said, his expression belying his helplessness. Hunter. "Hunter alone is not the issue; rather, the trouble arises if he teams up with the Kochs. I have tomust sneak in and win them over. Do you understand? ShouldIf I challenge them head-to-head, it willcould destroy everyone concerned."
Patricia seemed to grasp the gravity of the situation, understanding the perilous game he was forced to play.
He said no more to Patricia about his other suspicions.
Blinking, Patricia offered an explanationShe blinked and said, "You see, I infiltrated the Koch family for two reasons; first, to help you recover your memories, and second, to identify who's in cahoots with Hunter. The person who They must be the one that tipped off Hunter that day must be one of theirs. But as for who exactly,, but I'm still in the dark about who it is."
Upon hearing her words, Martin's expression instantly turned grave.
"This place is dangerous, Patricia. You can't stay here. You need to get out fast."
"No," Patricia shooksaid, shaking her head vehemently. "No, . "Riley highly values me, and has taught me so much personally. I can gradually earn his trust and help you investigate."
HerThe mention of Riley triggered a surge of jealousy within Martin.
Grabbing her chin, he forcefully made her look at him and assertedsaid, "Keep your distance from Riley, got it?"
Patricia could only respond with a puzzled, "...??" look.
Martin made no attempt to hide his jealousy. "A man and woman, alone together, it doesn't look good, does it? And Jeremy, staying in his room, his arms around your waist, you clinging to him... And you said you didn't love me anymore, that you fell for Hunter? ..."Quit talking like that, or I'll spank you."
He ranted on as if there were no end. "Patricia suppressed herAnd you said you didn't love me anymore, that you fell for Hunter? Quit talking like that, or I swear I'll spank you."
Blinking back laughter, Patricia feigned seriousness,. "If I hadn't done that, would you have continued to pretend not to recognize me?"
Martin, caught off guard, could only muster feigned a puzzled "...??"look.
Patricia's eyes spun with thought, "I've been thinking, and something doesn't add up. "You never lost your memory, did you? ?" Patricia said. "You've remembered me all along, right?"."
Martin remained silent.
Her suspicion confirmed, she continued pressing. "You"So, you can flirt with Grace and Debbie right in front of me, and I can't have normal interactions with other men? If it weren't for Jeremy, I'd likely be dead—killed by now. You're the one to blame, eatingBlame yourself sick with jealousyfor feeling jealous. Were you even planning on coming to find me?"
Martin merely chuckled, an ambiguous sound laced with undefined meaning.
"The assassin, don't. "Don't pretend you don't know who's behind thatthe assassin."
His light-hearted tone left the question hanging in the air, a testament to the intricate dance of their accusations and affections.
Patricia's eyes fell guiltily; she didn't dare to meet his piercing gaze.
"So, basically, we're two peas in a pod. ," Patricia said, not daring to meet his piercing gaze. "Let's not point fingers at each other."
"You..." Martin was beside himself with irritation at her twisted logic. He was about to give her a piece of his mind when suddenly, a faint rustle of footsteps sounded from outside the door. In the surrounding silence, it was barely perceptible.
In the surrounding silence, it was barely perceptible.
Quick as a flash, Martin pressed his index finger against Patricia's lips, signaling her to be silent.
. "Shh, someone's coming!"."
Patricia's facePatricia tensed with worry, her eyes darting toand looked at the door as she wondered, wondering if their earlier commotionnoise had attracted attention.
With As the footsteps draewing closer, she held her breath in anxiety.
Her, and her palms were cold and clammy with sweat.
In an instant...
The footsteps stopped.
Then came a series of knocks on the door.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
It was, which sounded like a haunting sound drilling into Patricia's ears.
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