Patricia's POV
Who would've thought. Food poisoning?
As always, I dragged Liam to an event against his will and now there was nothing I regretted doing more in my life.
True to his words, everything I owned arrived at this mansion that evening and they were properly arranged in a pink painted room I've grown to love. He did a good job in such a short time.
Although he told me to stop worrying about the stalker, I was still having a hard time but I felt safer. No more documents, we were even going to work together.
At least people were smart enough to know that nothing was going on between us. Liam single handedly stayed by my side until my room was done. My issue is, he seemed to have secrets. If I hadn't been so self absorbed since I met him, I would've caught on earlier. I wished he would open up.