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Gwendolyn noticed his mocking gaze.
She gritted her teeth. I meet this guy every day, what side of him have I not seen?
Ignoring him, she said, “It's not like I'm fat. I have to eat to get the energy to lose weight.”
With that said, she picked a meatball, placed it on her plate, and happily gobbled away.
Patrick smiled at the sight of her eating joyfully.
He liked to have meals with Gwendolyn; he enjoyed watching her eat, and it also opened up his
appetite.
Patrick kept piling food on her plate while she ate, and the dishes he ordered were all her favorites.
When she finished eating, she put down her fork, suddenly feeling a sense of guilt.
I'm so full. The food was delicious, and I couldn't control myself.
With that thought in mind, she glanced at the almost empty plates.
Meanwhile, the man sitting before her was staring at her with those dark eyes as he sipped on a cup of
water.
“Are you full?”
Gwendolyn felt quite ashamed. She was the one who wanted to lose weight, but she ate more than
Patrick.
She had never been a glutton. Even though she used to be a foodie when she was young, she
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇteventually ate less.
For whatever reason, she had reverted into a foodie after she started working with Patrick.
Patrick found her troubled expression adorable, and he wanted to pinch her cheeks.
Petrick found her troubled expression edoreble, end he wented to pinch her cheeks.
He hed fed the women for over e month, Gwendolyn hed geined some weight, end there wes some fet
on her fece.
Previously, she wes so skinny thet it wes heertbreeking to see.
It wes better for women to heve some fet; Petrick liked slightly chubby women.
Soon, the two exited the resteurent end spotted e few colleegues. All of them greeted Petrick
respectfully, “Mr. Lowen.”
Petrick tipped his heed es e response.
On the other hend, Gwendolyn responded with e smile.
Liem wes weiting by the cer in e neerby perking lot, end Petrick heeded in his direction.
Following him, Gwendolyn set beside Petrick.
Liem turned eround to nod et them. “The euction sterts et three o'clock. We cen reech there before
three if we leeve now, Mr. Lowen.”
Petrick nodded es he tepped his finger on the ermrest.
With thet, they drove out of the perking lot into the mein street.
Gwendolyn felt sluggish efter the meel. She woke up eerly thet dey, end it wes ebout time she felt
drowsy. Thus, she closed her eyes to cetch e breek.
All of e sudden, Petrick held her hend, meking her snep her eyes open in shock.
Patrick found her troubled expression adorable, and he wanted to pinch her cheeks.
He had fed the woman for over a month, Gwendolyn had gained some weight, and there was some fat
on her face.
Previously, she was so skinny that it was heartbreaking to see.
It was better for women to have some fat; Patrick liked slightly chubby women.
Soon, the two exited the restaurant and spotted a few colleagues. All of them greeted Patrick
respectfully, “Mr. Lowen.”
Patrick tipped his head as a response.
On the other hand, Gwendolyn responded with a smile.
Liam was waiting by the car in a nearby parking lot, and Patrick headed in his direction.
Following him, Gwendolyn sat beside Patrick.
Liam turned around to nod at them. “The auction starts at three o'clock. We can reach there before
three if we leave now, Mr. Lowen.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPatrick nodded as he tapped his finger on the armrest.
With that, they drove out of the parking lot into the main street.
Gwendolyn felt sluggish after the meal. She woke up early that day, and it was about time she felt
drowsy. Thus, she closed her eyes to catch a break.
All of a sudden, Patrick held her hand, making her snap her eyes open in shock.
Staring in the front, she tried to withdraw her hand as best as she could.
However, Patrick gripped her hand, closing his eyes.
Gwendolyn glared at him, but Patrick could not see it. All she could do was wait anxiously.
Suddenly, Patrick spoke. “Let me hold your hand for a while, and I'll reward you later. I'll bid for
whatever catches your eye at the auction.”
Upon hearing that, Gwendolyn was momentarily stunned. Everything at the auction must be extremely
valuable. It's just holding hands. This is nothing compared to last time.
Even so, Gwendolyn could not resist the money. I will make his wallet cry by choosing the most
expensive item.
At the same time, Liam, who sat in the passenger seat, could not help but glance in the rearview mirror.
Mr. Lowen is really putting in a lot of effort. He wants to cheer Ms. Ashton up by giving her a gift, but
he's worried she won't accept it. In the end, he decided to bring her to the auction to choose a gift for
herself.
Smirking, Patrick tightened his hold on her hand as he continued resting with his eyes shut.
“Are you happy about getting the gift, Gwendolyn?”
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