CHAPTER 1173

Patrick was speechless.

"What the—"

Sean simply pulled his arm along.

"Come on.Rocktown is your turf—it's your turn to be host!"

"I never agreed to this!"

Patrick was exasperated, but Sean was too strong and basically dragged him along.

Moreover, since Sean could not check in at a hotel without an ID, Patrick had to let him stay in one of the apartments he owned.

However, the instant they stepped through the front door, Sean asked, "I'm a little hungry.Do you have anything to eat? Patrick almost had enough.

"It's almost 7 PM," Sean said nonetheless, pointing at the skies darkening outside.

"I haven't eaten anything for a day." Patrick realized then that he had not eaten either, as he was caught in his misery.

Sitting on the floor just then, he asked Sean, "What would you like to eat?"

"Anything's fine," Sean replied, stretching his back as he sat on the couch.

"A little alcohol would be good, though."

As Patrick looked up at him, Sean said, "No? It's been a tiring day.Drinking would help with sleep."

Patrick said nothing and simply ordered a ton of food to be delivered before heading out to the spacious balcony for a cigarette.

He was already irritated, and Sean had to impose like this! Could a man not have his silence?! Inside, Sean turned to look at Patrick cutting a lonely figure and smiled faintly.

Perhaps this was just fate at work.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang and Sean received the delivery, putting everything in an orderly manner on the tea table.

The thought of sitting on the floor and eating skewers while sipping beer was quite enjoyable.

After putting everything down, he headed out to the balcony, where Patrick was still leaning against the handrail with a dark look on his face.

Sean told him, "Dinner’s here."

Patrick turned to glance at Sean.

"I'm not feeling an appetite.Eat yourself—Hey!"

Before he could finish, Sean already started dragging him away—the man was just too strong! Was he actually a bear?! Nonetheless, Sean dragged Patrick to the tea table, put a cushion on the floor, and had him sit before cracking open a bottle for him.

Patrick snorted.

"I don't drink."

"It'd be boring if I drank alone," Sean said.

"That's your business—"

"Drink."

Sean refused to give Patrick a chance to resist, pouring him a glass and holding it beside his mouth.

Patrick frowned at Sean indignantly.

Sean said, "Drink away your sorrows."

Patrick took a deep breath—it certainly took a lot of self control not to grab the glass and smash it over Sean's head.He always felt like Sean always led him by the nose...

Still, he angrily grabbed the glass and chugged it, while Sean smiled faintly as he drank as well.

Patrick actually did not want to drink since his body would hurt afterward, in addition to his already hurting heart.

And yet, the more he drank, the more he could not stop himself.

Taking Patrick's glass just then, Sean said, "You should eat something."

He clearly noticed that Patrick was going to drink himself to death. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

"I don't want to eat."

"Be good now," Sean told him sternly and held a meat skewer beside his mouth.

"Honestly, Sean, when would it be over with you?!"

Patrick snapped, while Sean watched him with composure.

"Who are you to me? Why would you want to boss me around like that? My dad? Or my mom? You were going to be an in-law, but now you're not! Don't push me, I'll never eat anything you give—off!"

Patrick's eyes widened as Sean stuffed the meat skewers into his mouth.

Patrick could die from sheer exasperation right then! "Eat.It's good."

Patrick bit off a chunk and growled, "Don't my words make sense to you, Sean Cranston?!"

Sean kept drinking nonchalantly, looking as if he was completely ignoring Patrick.