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Just as their lips were about to touch, Juliette suddenly pinched his chin. “You want me that bad? You’re even threatening me, aren’t you?”
“I really do want you,” Finn said clearly.
“Are you sure?” Juliette raised an eyebrow, her charm almost overwhelming.
Finn frowned slightly, a bad feeling flashing through his heart.
But he felt that Juliette was just a beautiful woman. At most, she would use words to provoke him, but what else could she do?
With this in mind, Finn ignored her question.
“Do I look like I’m faking it?” he said.
Juliette studied him for a moment. “No, you don’t. But just kissing? It’s not romantic without some wine. Do you dare wait here for two minutes while I get some wine?”
Finn stared at her for a moment, as if trying to determine if she was being truthful.
“What, are you afraid I’ll leave and never come back?”
Finn let go of her and said, “How can I let you get the wine? I should get it.”
He left the balcony and returned a moment later with two glasses of red wine. He handed one to Juliette.
Juliette took it, but didn’t drink. After a few seconds, she said, “I want the one in your hand.”
Finn switched glasses with her.
They both finished their wine.
Finn even held his glass upside down to show Juliette. “The atmosphere is just right…”
He leaned in toward Juliette, his intention to kiss and hug her all too clearly.
Juliette threw her wine glass in his face.
Then, in a loud voice, she said, “Finn, don’t you have any shame? I’m already married, and you still dare to take advantage of me?”
Many people near the balcony looked over after hearing the sound.
Finn’s face suddenly changed.
Seeing that Juliette wanted to leave, he tried to pull her back, but suddenly noticed a drastic change in his body.
He stopped abruptly and looked at his lower body in disbelief.
Juliette saw that he did not follow her. Knowing that the drug had taken effect, she simply stopped and looked at him with a
smile.
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“This is a charity dinner. Every single person here is a prominent figure. Yet, in front of so many people, you actually… You are so shameless. You even threaten me with my husband.”
Juliette spat on his face and walked away in her high heels. Her swaying waist was incredibly alluring.
Finn stood rooted to the spot, his eyes dark, practically grinding his teeth in fury.
He didn’t know that Juliette would resort to using drugs.
She must have put the medicine in while changing the wine just now.
‘Once again, I fell into this woman’s trap. It doesn’t matter! This woman would be mine sooner or later. Finn watched Juliette’s departing figure with a sinister gaze.
Patrick, who was in the crowd, was merely politely accepting compliments from others.
However, when he turned around, he found that Juliette, who had been following him, was gone.
His eyes searched for her in the crowd.
He even went out of the crowd to look for Juliette.
Finally, he saw her coming from the other side of the crowd. He immediately went up to her and took her hand.
“Where did you go just now? Why are your hands so cold?” Patrick said, holding her hands to warm them.
“It was too stuffy inside, so I went to the balcony to get some fresh air. How was your chat with everyone?”
Patrick was busy warming her hands and didn’t answer her question.
To him, chatting with those people was nothing compared to accompanying Juliette.
When he turned around and couldn’t see Juliette just now, he suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, as if she had completely disappeared and would never come back.
“Hey, you two, it’s not like it’s your first day of marriage. Do you have to be so lovey–dovey?” Daphne came over.
Beau came in with her.
Beau echoed, “Yeah, you can be as lovey–dovey as you want when you’re in your house, but give us single people a break when you’re outside.”
Juliette said to Patrick, “They won’t say anything nice. Ignore them, let’s go dancing!”
Patrick raised his eyebrows slightly. “My pleasure.”
Tonight’s charity gala was well–known throughout the country. The attendees were all celebrities, industry leaders, and influential figures.
As the name suggests, a charity gala was held to raise funds.
No poor people would be here.
Before Patrick and Juliette entered the dance floor, there were already quite a few people dancing.
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Once they were on the dance floor, they danced freely,
Finn, having temporarily “resolved” his predicament, arrived at the hall and saw Patrick and Juliette dancing
Everyone around them marveled at how well–matched they were, a match made in heaven.
Finn pursed his lips, the pain in his body intensifying, especially as he saw Juliette looking so radiant.
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‘Damn it. I can’t believe I failed to end Stuart’s life last time. If Stuart died, Patrick wouldn’t be in the mood to dance here today. Perhaps next time, I should just kill Patrick; Finn thought.
“Mr. Montgomery, I heard that you donated the most among all the guests tonight. Would you like to dance with me? Daphne took the initiative to go up to him.
Daphne took the initiative to go up to him.
Finn sat in the chair, a blanket covering his body. He looked as if he didn’t really want to get up.
“Sorry, Miss Hayes, but I accidentally got my pants wet just now, so I can’t dance. I’ll definitely ask you for a dance next time, Finn said.
“Mr. Montgomery, are you looking down on me and refusing to dance with me? What kind of liquid could get your pants wet? If your pants are wet, just go change into a new pair. Why do you use this excuse to prevaricate me?”
Everyone looked over.
Everyone who could come here must have spare clothes, so everyone felt that Finn’s statement was untenable.
Moreover, as Daphne spoke, she deliberately stepped forward, determined to pull Finn up.
Juliette snuggled into Patrick’s arms. “Guess why he doesn’t want to dance?”
Patrick lifted her chin, kissed her lips, and nibbled them. “Mrs. Clarke, is it appropriate to be so concerned about your ex ip front of your husband?”
Juliette said, “I don’t think you would mind. Love is such a small thing to you.”
“You’re not me. How do you know that love doesn’t matter to me?” Patrick’s voice was restrained and hoarse.
Before Juliette could answer, Daphne’s surprised voice came from not far away.
“Oh! Mr. Montgomery, what’s in your pants?”
It turned out that Daphne had taken advantage of Finn’s inattention to pull off the blanket from him.
Finn’s situation immediately appeared in everyone’s sight.
Daphne shouted, “Mr. Montgomery! How dare you act indecently on such an occasion!”
‘She did it on purpose!‘ Finn, ashamed and angry, wanted to pull the blanket back, but Daphne ran away with it while shouting.
