L was driving coolly and Patrice was happy enough that he was driving slowly. She could look at the surroundings more.
So, this was it.
Patrice was shocked at L’s actions. She had always thought and looked at him as an arrogant dumbass who doesn’t even know what the symbol for gold is. A bastard who got mad at her for unintentionally spilling drink on his “favorite shirt”.
But then this caring bastard happened.
This person who would tell her encouraging words when she was down. This person who even left his girl just because Patrice was burned. This person who got mad at his girl for burning her.
Sweet.
But then she couldn’t be sure.
“So, how long has it been since you visited the orphanage?” L spoke.
Patrice thought about how long it has been. “About 7 months?” She replied unsu
