Chapter 870 Lipstick on the Collar

"I didn't touch her." Patrick clenched his fists, feeling angry at her words. He had been worrying about her all the time, even ignoring the reporters' blockade to rush over, only to hear her sharp and sarcastic words. It made his heart ache as if it were being twisted. Madeline lightly chuckled, "We've both taken a bath, so what else could we have dying? And besides, this outfit doesn't seem to be your current style, right? It seems that woman means a lot to you, to make you go back to your original dressing style, looking so flashy." The sound of Patrick's bones cracking could be heard in the air, but he knew that these were not her true words, so he had been restraining his emotions. He took a deep breath and patiently explained: "I was surrounded by reporters on the road, and those people were throwing eggs and vegetables at me like crazy. Ariana happened to show up to help me out. Because I was too dirty and the reporters were chasing me relentlessly, I could only go to the