67. I hate you more for being smart...

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There was no need to look at the door to know to whom that voice belongs. "Mr. Patterson." I stood up from the sofa automatically. Jake also stood up with the aids of his crutches. Mr. Patterson was staring at both of us with his fiery eyes. If he hadn't realized earlier that something is going on between us, now he realized it for sure. My heart was beating so fast. God! What will happen now? An outsider knowing our secret is dangerous. We should have been careful than this. "I didn't know you are here..." Mr. Patterson said, looking at Jake. He is trying his best to hide his anger, but it was clearly visible in his voice. "Well... I just came. I got your message." Jake replied in a calm voice. Got your message? What did he mean? Why did Mr. Patterson send a message to Jake? "It

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