You Are My One and Only

Chapter 189

Chapter 189

When the driver heard that, he floored the accelerator, causing Patricia to lose balance and hit her head heavily on the back of the seat in front of her. It was so painful that she was in tears.

"Ouch…"

Is he catching a flight or something? That hurt so much.

"Hold on, miss, and it'd be best if you could wear the seatbelt. I'll do everything I can to save your husband."

The driver was a passionate man, so of course he'd help when he heard that someone was in trouble.

He even engaged his network and told his fellow drivers about it.

"Drivers, something's come up. A man is about to jump off The Skyscraper, so if you see him, try to hold him back. His wife will be there right away."

"I'm in the area, but I don't see people gathering around to look."

"It's so high up; if someone falls from there, there'll only be a puddle of blood and flesh on the ground."

"Still, what a place to do that. It's so high up, and the scenery must be quite nice up there."

"I've never even gone up there before. Perhaps I'll go up and have a look to convince him."

As Patricia listened, her heart bunched up. She just wanted the driver to take a shortcut and speed up so that she could arrive earlier.

She never thought that the driver would be so enthusiastic about it, and he even asked the others to help out.

She reached up and covered her face, not daring to look at him. If he knew that she was lying, he would definitely beat her up to vent his anger.

Nonetheless, his speed was amazing. The journey would usually take an hour, but she arrived in thirty minutes.

When they arrived, the driver spoke up.

When they arrived, the driver spoke up.

"Hurry up and get out. He probably hasn't jumped yet. People are keeping an eye on the situation, and they didn't see anything fall."

Patricia bowed to him awkwardly. "Thank you! You're such a good man."

With that, she turned around and ran into the lobby of The Skyscraper, then jogged to the elevator.

When she arrived at the revolving restaurant, she calmed herself down and took a breather before going in.

She realized that there was no one in the restaurant except for a person in the glass house.

She walked over and called out to him, saying, "I'm here, President Arnold! I'm fast, aren't I?" NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

Isaac lifted his left hand and glanced at the luxury watch on his wrist.

"You took fifty minutes, so that's a passing grade. I won't need Mrs. Zimmers' number for a while."

With that, he reached out an arm.

"Help me."

Patricia hastily grabbed his arm, firm and strong.

He usually looked quite slender with his clothes on, but his entire body was actually muscular and toned.

He was probably the type to look slim with clothes on, but his muscles would shine when he took off his clothes.

Isaac narrowed his eyes, which possessed a dangerous light.

Then, he raised the corners of his mouth as he retracted his arm and draped it around her shoulders.

Patricia had to use all her might to help him stand, and she caught the strong smell of alcohol on his body.

"President Arnold, how much did you drink?"

Isaac pointed at the two empty bottles on the table, shocking Patricia slightly. He had downed two bottles of Lafite just like that.

It was such a waste, for this wine needed delicate tasting.

Isaac could hold his alcohol pretty well, and he was only slightly drunk at this point.

He drew Patricia closer into his arms so that they were pressed against each other. Patricia was exhausted, and she lifted her hand to wipe her sweat.

"President Arnold, where's Mr. Dorchester? You're too heavy, and I can't support you. I should call them over to help."

Isaac chuckled lightly. "His girlfriend got into an accident, and he had to hurry over there."

"I see…"

It couldn't be helped, then. Liam had an emergency, so Isaac could only ask for her help.

Meanwhile, Isaac was thinking that since Liam was single, he could come up with excuses like his girlfriend getting into an accident, but such a person never existed.

Isaac stood up straight, then wavered a little.

He seemed to be losing his balance, so Patricia hastily held his waist.

"Be careful, President Arnold. Don't trip and fall."

If I had known this would happen, we wouldn't have left. Look at how drunk he is!

Meanwhile, Isaac's other hand was busy as well. He copied Patricia as he reached his other hand across her waist, holding it tight.

Perhaps because he was too tall, his hand touched a soft part of her while he hugged the woman.