Chapter 880 Allergic to Pets

"Okay." Ariana glanced at him. The man was in a sorry state at this moment. After all, she had just thrown herself into his arms with wet hair and had a good cry. His clothes were already soaked through and wrinkled like burlap. If he went back like this, Madeline would definitely misunderstand again. A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes as she pretended to be considerate, "Your suit is dirty. Let me take care of it first. Otherwise, if Madeline sees it when you go back, I'm afraid she will misunderstand again." When Patrick heard her say this, he also looked down at himself. He took off his suit jacket and hung it to the side, saying, "No need to trouble yourself. I'll just throw it away on the way back." With that, he headed towards the monitoring room. His mind was filled with thoughts of dealing with Ariana's affairs, rushing to the Imperial Garden Villa at the first opportunity to see if he could bring Madeline back. Ariana watched him leave, a smug smile playing on her l