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The car pulled over at the courtyard of Patrick's mansion.
Patrick got off first and opened the door for her.
“Get down.”
“Patrick, you're so domineering. I don't want to get off the car.”
At the thought of what Patrick had said to Zayden earlier, she felt it would be the end for her soon.
What if Zayden starts to refuse treatment and goes on a hunger strike or does something else? This is
so annoying!
Patrick's expression darkened even more. He had set his mind to make her plead tonight and regret
everything word she said today.
Gwendolyn was dragged out of the car before he picked her up in his arms and walked to the mansion
in huge strides.
The driver broke into a cold sweat upon seeing that. It seems like Mr. Lowen and Ms. Ashton have
fought. That expression of his is so terrifying. Then, the driver hurriedly drove away.
When Patrick carried Gwendolyn into the mansion, a woman's voice sounded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Patrick, you're back.”
The voice came from the kitchen. Then, Felicia, wearing an apron, stepped out.
“Dinner is ready. Let's eat after you wash your hands.”
Patrick and Gwendolyn were taken aback. How come she is here?
Gwendolyn patted his shoulders. “Put me down.”
A faint hint of hatred flashed across Felicia's eyes when she saw Patrick carrying Gwendolyn.
After putting Gwendolyn down, Patrick grabbed her hand so she couldn't run away.
“Why are you here? Get out.”
He was irritated at the sight of Felicia and wanted nothing more than to destroy her when he recalled
she was the one who caused a bullet to shoot through his head.
Right then, a baritone voice echoed from the living room.
“I asked her to come over. Fel and I are living here for the next month. Your grandma is staying at
Heavenly Church for a month, so I am staying here for the time being.”
Hearing Hector's voice, Gwendolyn looked over and nodded faintly at him.
“Hello, Old Mr. Lowen.”
Hector's expression darkened as he said coldly, “Ms. Ashton, aren't you getting engaged with Zayden
soon? Why are you still hanging around Patrick?”
Hector clearly saw Patrick carrying Gwendolyn into the house earlier.
He knew very well what they would do if he and Felicia were not there.
Gently biting her lip, Gwendolyn stated, “I'll take my leave first.”
After she said that, Patrick grabbed her hand tightly.
Gwendolyn could only whisper, “Patrick, let go of me. I am going back.”
She knew she was unable to explain her current situation.
Besides, she had no urge to clarify things about herself and Zayden. Otherwise, the latter would refuse
treatment, and she would never get to explain herself by then.
Slightly pursing her lips, Felicia said generously, “Gwen, join us for dinner!”
Slightly pursing her lips, Felicia said generously, “Gwen, join us for dinner!”
She thought she should be considerate and generous and maintain her composed demeanor in front of
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHector.
Recently, Candace bought many books about how a wealthy lady should behave and the necessary
etiquette expected of Felicia.
She learned a lot when she read them every night.
Thanks to Candace, who forced her to learn how to cook since she was young, she could showcase
her skills to Hector today.
Mom was right. One must please a man's palate first to win his heart.
When Hector saw Felicia's generosity and her displaying the demeanor of a wife, he nodded in
satisfaction.
“Ms. Ashton, we are having a family dinner. You are not welcome here.”
After Hector demanded Gwendolyn to leave, she glared at Patrick, implying he should let go of her, and
she, an outsider, wished to leave as she would only embarrass herself more if she stayed on.
Patrick's voice was cold as he stated, “We already had dinner.”
Then, he went upstairs while grabbing Gwendolyn, who clenched her fists tightly. He made it obvious
that he was with her, even disregarding Hector's feelings.
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