Chapter 442

Giselle obediently nodded. But when Maverick came back, Giselle was no longer the only one standing there. Patrick was supporting Giselle. Giselle wrapped her arms around his waist, acting spoilt in his arms. "Patrick, why did you only find me now? There are so many mosquitoes here, look they have bitten me." Maverick's grip on his clothes tightened. He saw Giselle stretch her arm out for Patrick to see. On her fair arm, there were indeed a few red spots. Patrick's reason fell on these red spots. He rubbed it and said, "Shall we go back to the hall now?" Giselle nodded, but that wasn't enough. With spread out hands, she said, "I drank too much and can't walk properly." Patrick laughed a little. He spoiled her, tapping her forehead and said, "Little alcoholic." While talking, he squatted down. Giselle expertly wrapped her arms around his neck and climbed onto his back. Patrick carried Giselle on his back. They did not go to the hall. Giselle had a few drinks and clamored to go home. Pat