Chapter 270

edit, 　　The sound of keys turning came from outside the door. Gloria quickly packed everything up, wiped his tears, and turned to walk out of the bedroom.

　　Patrick walked to the bar counter with a shopping bag in his hands. "The beef is so good today. I picked some and brought you breakfast. Gloria, go wash up and sit down to eat."

　　As he spoke, he placed the bag next to the sink, which was filled with many kinds of food. Patrick rolled up his sleeves in front of the sink and started to wash the vegetables.

　　Gloria's hands were hanging by her side, behind her back. She clenched her fists so hard that the nails sank deep into her tender palms.

　　She raised her head only to see that outside the balcony, the windows had already been equipped with bars, enveloping the large room.

　　There was wind blowing, but she felt suffocating.

　　Gloria did as she was told silently. He asked her to go wash up and then have breakfast.