Chapter 1488 Mingling With The Elites (Part Two)
"Uhhh, I appreciate that people love my father''s works," Patricia acknowledged. It felt ufortable to
speak about her family''s aplishments. She was thinking that she looked like a fool, and was still
wondering why Pam exposed her family background. Patricia didn''t know what to do or what to say.
She finally cast a pleading look at her mother-inw to ask for help.
"Patricia, you are so modest!" Theplete turn-around in attitude was so abrupt and caught Patricia
off-guard.
Her situation now made Patricia realize that what she had learned in school over the years never
prepared her to cope in these kinds of circumstances. Not only did she feel too young, but also naive to
be dealing with them. She was still in shock long after lunch was over.
After Pam and Patricia bid thedies goodbye, Tom''s mother smiled at her daughter-inw. "You
aren''t ustomed to all this yet, are you?" she asked. Pam knew Patricia was thinking about what
just happened because she had been in a simr situation when she had been the girl''s age. But after
so many years, Pam had gotten used to the pretentious ways of the elite.
"No, I''m not," Patricia admitted sheepishly. "I feel like a hypocrite!" she told her mother-inw. The
young woman was overwhelmed by her experience and didn''t want to lie to Pam.
"You''ll get used to it, don''t worry. To remain among the upper-ss, you have to keep a high profile in
front of them. I believe you want to support Tom, and be a good wife, right? So, you must learn all this,"
Pam exined patiently. While she barely knew Patricia, Pam decided to ept her as a
daughter-inw as long as Tom loved her. And being the future hostess of the Qin family, Patricia still
had a lot to learn. Pam vowed to do her best in training Patricia to be a qualified hostess.
Being in this strata of society required doing certain things even those they were not willing to do.
Eyes wide, Patricia cried in disbelief, "What?? You mean I still have to dine with them in the future?"
Being surrounded by such kind of women made her lose her appetite. And after being grilled by them,
she felt dejected.
"Unfortunately, that''s unavoidable. But cheer up! Why don''t we go shopping? I''d like to buy some
clothes for you," Pam offered. She grabbed her daughter-inw''s hand and dragged her to the car.
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these women also had troubles of their own.
Blowing out a breath, Patricia beamed and said, "All right. Thank you, Mom!" After hearing Pam''s
words, Patricia suddenly felt a great deal of pressure. She finally understood the famous saying that
"Only two persons are concerned when ites to love, but two families are involved in a marriage."
"Oh Patricia, don''t be frustrated. Actually, it''s not that unbearable. You can regard it as a TV drama, and
you''ll soon find it funny to watch them ying out the scenes." She couldn''t help pinching her daughter-
inw''s pretty face. Pam found her quite adorable. She believed Patricia would soon get used to the
ways of the wealthy.
"Really, Mom? You think of it as a TV drama?" Her eyes widened in shock, and she didn''t know if
Pam was kidding or not.
"Yes, I do. It''s quite fascinating, don''t you think so?" Pam replied. Rich wives her age didn''t normally
need to work, so they hung out together to kill time.
"Uh… I don''t think it''s funny at all," Patricia said. She was a straightforward person, so there was no
way she was going to think that was funny.
"Okay then. What do you think about it? Think of this, our husbands are usually very busy. They rarely
have time to apany us. So, what would you do? Nag them andin? They''re already
exhausted from work and are hardly in the mood tomiserate with us. Therefore, we must find ways
to entertain ourselves, right?" Unlike other mothers-inw, Pam was not offended by Patricia''s
manner of speech. She didn''t think the young woman should always be careful with her words and
actions when they were together.
Patricia''s face twitched at her mother-inw''s words. She could already imagine how miserable her
future life would be. Only married to Tom for a day but Patricia already felt lonely without hispany.
Patricia admired Leena because when Kevin had to carry out missions from time to time, she was often
left alone for at least two weeks. Patricia couldn''t imagine how lonely Leena felt when her husband was
on a mission. If she were in her shoes, she would have already gone mad.
Unlike other military personnel, Kevin had an easier work. Soldiers stationed around borders or
mountainous areas had a more difficult existence. They only got to see their family once every few
years. Military spouses were a remarkable group of people, who not only needed to take care of their
families but also had to bear the loneliness.
Pam bought several clothes for Patricia, who often dressed like a tomboy. The very thought of
wearing feminine clothes made Patricia break out in cold sweat. She was both embarrassed and too
polite to say no to her mother-inw, who was warm-hearted. So, Patricia had no choice but to try on
many kinds of dresses.
Pam was a woman with a mission, so she next dragged her daughter-inw to the shoe department.
The sight of Patricia''s sneakers made Pam frown. Sighing, she knew it would take a little time to
transform the young woman into the ideal future hostess of the Qin family. She was okay with Patricia''s
usual attire on regr days. But she believed Tom''s wife needed to wear formal clothes on certain
asions because she was representing the Qin family.
"What? You mean we aren''t finished yet?" Patricia eximed. She looked at her mother-inw in
desperation. All Patricia wanted was to go back home and throw herself in bed because she was both
physically and mentally exhausted. In her eyes, shopping was more tiring than exercising.
Her mother-inw patted Patricia''s arm. "You can''t wear a beautiful dress with sneakers, can you? You
don''t need to wear these clothes every day. But you have to wear formal dresses when you apany
Tom to formal events," Pam exined. She pulled Patricia and steered her towards the shoe
department before the girl changed her mind.
At that moment, Patricia felt like a hypocrite. Her insides quivered. She didn''t want to go with Pam
but was too embarrassed to say so. In her mind, she was screaming, ''God! Please save me!'' When
Tom came home from work that evening, he saw his wife sprawled on the couch, eyes nk, looking
as if she were dead.
"What''s wrong with you?" he asked, as he approached Patricia. He was frowning as heid his
briefcase on the table. Tom wondered whether he had been a bit rough with his wifest night.
"Oh, I''m half-dead," Patricia groaned. Her voice sounded like she had no strength left to talk. She
finally understood why men disliked going shopping with women. It could indeed be exhausting! She
was a woman but couldn''t bear it herself. Patricia wondered why Pam didn''t feel tired at all. ''Did she
give herself a shot in the arm?'' she thought to herself. ''That''s probably the reason! After all, Tomes
from a family of doctors. Maybe Pam has analeptic at home.''
"Did you go climbing a mountain? Or did you swim a whole ten kilometers?" he asked, as he loosened
his necktie. Tom looked at his wife worriedly. For someone always so full of energy, this was the first
time he had seen her this way.
"Mom and I went shopping." Patricia sat up and began massaging her aching muscles. She had just
recuperated from the ident and felt ufortable after having walked for a long time during their
shopping spree.
"I told you not to walk for so long because you''ve just recovered. Do your legs hurt? Let me check." He
couldn''t help but be anxious. Taking off his coat, Tom sat next to Patricia andid her legs on top of his
to examine them.
"They hurt a little. I didn''t want to go shopping, but your mother said she was changing my style of
dressing. When you go upstairs to our room, don''t be shocked by the number of shopping bags you''ll
see," she warned her husband. Even though Patricia was exhausted, her face flushed crimson as she
felt somewhat shy while Tom held her legs.
"Mom asked you out? She didn''t tell me," Tom said, slightly annoyed. He hadn''t informed his mother
that Patricia had just recovered from a car ident. Tom decided to call Pamter and tell her about
this. He only wanted to prevent something simr happening in the future.