Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

Chapter 45: A Wonderful Night 

Patricia rolled her eyes and said with contempt, "Since you don't want to tell me, then just forget it!"

"No...No, it's not that I don't want to tell you.Look, look!"

Zac said as he turned over the pocket of his coat to show Patricia.

Peering into his pocket, she realized there was indeed no business card to be found.

"Humph!"

Eyes glazed, Patricia picked up another bottle of wine and stared into the distance as she ignored Zac.

"You...you must trust me! I...I wouldn't make a promise lightly.If I've made a promise, then I guarantee I'll keep it! "said Zac seriously as he looked at Patricia's side profile.

But that somber expression on his drunk face made him look ridiculous.

"Don't fool me! I won't believe you.Nope...not one bit! You said you didn't bring a business card, fine.But do you not know your own name? How could you not have a name? And if you are genuinely sincere, then you can just tell me the address of your company.Or do you not know it? Don't...don't you know the address of your company?"

With a disdainful look on her face, which had become flushed because of the alcohol, she suddenly looked beautiful, albeit slightly angry at that.

"Yes...Huh!"

All of a sudden, Zac smacked his forehead and said with a silly smile, "Then I...I'll tell you, I...I'll tell you my name and the address.But you must keep it in mind.And don't forget to meet me later!" Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Patricia nodded, her hair shaking with her movement.

"Well, that's perfect.So, tell me!"

"My name is...is..."

When it came time to reveal this crucial information, Zac's mind went blank.

He touched his head, then scratched it in confusion, as he couldn't remember his name or where his company was.

After hesitating for a while, Zac finally turned to look at her.

His face turned red as he said, "I seem to have forgotten my name..." Hearing those words, Patricia burst into laughter.

With eyes full of contempt, she laughed, "Hahaha...What a lame excuse!"

Patricia's remark was evidently made to provoke Zac.

And that unyielding nature of his rose inside him.

"Yes, I forgot my name.But what about you? Why don't you tell me your name?" stammered Zac, irritated by her earlier comment.

"Of course.I do know my own name! My name is...My name is..."

Patricia had started off confidently, but at that decisive moment, she forgot this critical information as well.

"Hahaha! You laughed at me, but aren't you the same as me?"

Seeing that Patricia behaved similarly to him, he held onto his bottle with his left hand while pointing at her with his right one and laughed uproariously.

"Well..."This time, it was Patricia who was speechless.

"I really...I really can't remember my name now.But you did not...You were just pretending!"

Once again, Patricia's words offended Zac.

He was so anxious that he stood up from the chair and asked, "Who said that? But I..."

Holding the bottle in her left hand and pointing at her nose with her right hand, she stammered, "I said it! Because you were pretending that you had forgotten your name!"

"No.I wasn't..." said Zac in a booming voice as he put the bottle on the table with a loud thud.

Obviously, he was exasperated.

"How about this? Let's settle our score using the wine!"

Following Zac's example, she also put her bottle on the table, waved her fist, and said this provocatively.

"Okay.Let's compete!"

Zac accepted her challenge without hesitation.

"Let's drink!"

Her eyes glinted with excitement as if the person standing opposite her was Zac.

As long as she beat this person, it was the same as winning against Zac! Finally, Patricia got blackout drunk.

Seeing that Patricia was inebriated, Zac placed his bottle down and reached out to help her.

"Don't touch me.I can still drink!"

Patricia was in high spirits, so she felt annoyed at being disturbed.

"Be a good girl, and don’t move!"

Zac rubbed her shoulder, implying she should be obedient.

Patricia actually listened and leaned into Zac. He helped her get into the car and drove away. He wanted to send her back, but he didn't know where she lived, so he had to take her to a hotel! It seemed that he would need to ask someone to find out Patricia's address later.

After reserving a room for the night, he carried her into room 206 of the Eve Hotel.

"Be a good girl.Lie down and don't move!"

Zac comforted her after he gently laid her on the bed.

She didn't know if it was because of all the alcohol she had consumed or if there was something else at play here, but she kept hold of Zac's arm as she moved around restlessly.

Zac had planned to lay her on the bed, settle her in, and then leave the room.

But she held onto his arm so firmly that he couldn't leave her side even if he wanted to.

Out of options, Zac seated himself by her on the bed and allowed her to keep holding his hand.

Breathing in the scent of this elegant and attractive woman, Zac couldn't hold back his desire anymore.

His breathing sped up, and the most primitive impulse in his body gradually took hold of him, making him lose what little sanity he had left. Clang! The bag in his hand was tossed onto the ground, and her

clothes were taken off one by one.

The following morning, she felt her head was about to explode.

It hurt so much! She pressed her temples and slowly opened her eyes, only to find that she was not familiar with her surroundings.

Her eyes sprang open.

Suddenly, she felt a strong arm pressing on her body.

Following the arm, she saw a man resting next to her, snoring away on the bed.

""Abh!"

Seeing this, Patricia jumped up from the bed and wrapped herself with the quilt.

Her sudden movement exposed the body of the man beside her and jostled him awake.

Turning around slowly, he looked up at her.

Patricia stared at the man's face in horror.

When she realized who the man beside her was, she became infuriated.

"Zac..."

At first, Zac was a little surprised, but when he saw the quilt that was wrapped around her body and his exposed torso, he revealed a charming smile and said to her, "Why are you shouting so loudly? Were you not satisfied with my performance last night?"

His words were so embarrassing.

She blushed and trembled with anger.

She pointed at Zac and stammered, "You! You are shameless!"

However, Zac couldn't bring himself to get angry.

Last night, he had pretended to be drunk so he could drink with her and learn what her real feelings were when she wasn't so tight-lipped.

His stomach was still hurting after their escapade last night.

It was fine that she didn't care about him, but how could she call him shameless? Yet, thinking about the treatment he received last night, he didn't care anything else anymore.

He even felt it a little remarkable.

If he could enjoy this treatment a few more times, he didn't mind drinking with her again.