You Are My One and Only

Chapter 37

At once, the originally stupefied Patricia suddenly snapped back to her senses. “Huh?”

Are three plates and two bowls this expensive?!

2,000? Does he think he’s robbing the bank?

Isaac ignored the disbelieving Patricia as he pointed at the debris and said, “They are Prussian Blue ceramic. Do you see those golden threaded designs? They are made of real gold. 2,000 is considered a small amount.”

Patricia wanted to pick up those ceramic pieces so badly upon hearing those words. If I pick these gold threads out, can I sell them for money?

Isaac frowned when he saw that she had unconsciously reached out as though she wanted to pick those shattered plates up with her bare hands.

So, he scolded, “Sweep with a broom! Don’t pick them up with your hands!”

Thus, Patricia could only withdraw her hand. He is so demanding! Why does he have to boss around on the way I clean? Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

With that in mind, Patricia waited for Isaac to leave as she hoped to pick the ceramics up later. Unfortunately, the man didn’t look like he was going to leave. Instead, he kept staring at her.

Isaac felt that she would undoubtedly injure her hands if he didn’t keep an eye on her. Well, I can’t help it. She’s just that foolish.

Meanwhile, Patricia was very much distressed after she realized she couldn’t keep the pieces of ceramics.

Those are gold threads! So they should be as valuable as gold, right?

Even though Patricia came from a wealthy family, she had been entirely defeated by reality. She no longer had a bit of a demeanor possessed by a young lady of a wealthy family.

Isaac didn’t move a single muscle nor leave even after she had stuffed the debris in the garbage bag and cleaned the countertop. Instead, he kept standing behind her and looked at her while crossing his arms in front of his chest. When she noticed his demeanor, she had the sudden urge to draw a knife and threaten him with it by placing it by his neck.

“Isaac, tear up the IOU now! At once!”

Nevertheless, she could only think about it and never do something like that.

She smiled at him when she turned around after taking off her apron.

“President Arnold, I’m done cleaning up.”

It was 11:00PM, and she was feeling very sleepy. All she wanted was to go home and have a good rest.

Isaac nodded slightly and instructed her, “My room is quite messy. Go clean it up.”

Patricia let out a wail upon hearing that. Deep down, she couldn’t help criticizing him, Isaac! It’s 11:00PM! It’s fine as long as you can fall asleep in the room! Can’t I clean it up tomorrow?!

At that moment, she wanted to scream out loud. Any goodwill she had toward him was gone again.

Isaac ignored her whines as he strode upstairs and returned to his room. Then, he sat at the desk, held a stack of documents, and started reading them.

Patricia started cleaning up his room for him. The more she cleaned, the more puzzled she was. I don’t understand. This room was still pretty clean yesterday. There were only books scattered around, and the clothes were clean too.

All I need to do is just stack the scattered books and store them away. I can finish up with the cleaning in ten minutes at most.

Yet, this room seems like a robbery has just taken place today, especially the walk-in closet! Clothes are scattered on the ground, and I have to hang them one by one. Not only that, I even have to sort them by color.

Also, his underwear! These are men’s undies!

When she wanted to reach out and grab them, her body shrank back in fright.

Since she had never seen men’s underwear, she felt somewhat shy and didn’t dare to touch them.

In the meantime, the man was observing her. He slightly leaned at the walk-in closet door, and he smiled as he took in her embarrassed expression.

“Miss Aniston, are you interested in my underwear?”

When Patricia heard the devilish voice, her eyes instantly snapped open. Then, she reached out and picked them up one by one. While she picked them up, she realized all of them were black and from the same brand.

This guy seems to be obsessed with black.

Patricia sneered as she picked them up when her mind arrived at that train of thought. Nevertheless, in his eyes, her sneer was as if she was mocking his size. Since this was the ultimate taboo for men,

Isaac strode over and pinned her between the closet and him. His eyes squinted slightly.

There was a tinge of coldness on his handsome face, and it gradually became more sinister.

“Patricia, what are you sneering at?”

As soon as Patricia saw him approaching, she was nervous. In a fit of panic, she stopped him from the front and placed her hands full of underwear in front of his chest.

“Sneer? I’m not sneering. I was just sleepy and was sighing.”

She was telling the truth. At this moment, she was so tired. She fought with people during the day and worked all night. She felt that she could genuinely die from exhaustion by now.

Isaac leaned his face closer to hers and asked lowly upon hearing her excuses, “Really?”

As soon as he approached her, the fragrance of her body assailed his nostrils. In a flash, his whole body reacted as his blood started boiling, which made him feel uncomfortable.

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