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Chapter 345
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When Gwendolyn heard Angeline's voice, she turned to look over. Zayden was getting up off the

ground while reaching his hand out around him.

“Stay away. You guys don't have to bother about me. I can manage on my own.”

Gwendolyn felt a pang in her heart. Since he had lost his sight, his temper had worsened.

She hung up the call and ran over to him to grab his hand.

“Zayden, where do you want to go? I'll help you.”

Gwendolyn recalled how devastated she had been six years ago. If it wasn't for Zayden's continuous

encouragement and help, there was no way she could have safely given birth to the kids. She would

not be who she was now.

She easily could have died on the morning she woke up. Truthfully, she was probably as helpless as

Zayden was right now.

Without hope, one's heart would die.

Hearing her voice, Zayden frowned slightly. His chiseled face had a glimpse of darkness.

“Gwen, why haven't you left?”

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Whilst sobbing, Angeline scolded, “Zay, look at yourself. Are you going to keep refusing help from

others? You're covered in injuries. I am your mother. There's nothing about you that I can't see.”

From her words, Gwendolyn understood that he needed to go to the restroom.

It was no wonder he didn't want anyone to go with him. If it was her, she probably wouldn't want any

help either.

Gwendolyn helped him up patiently. Even though he struggled and asked her to leave, she refused. On

the contrary, she gripped down tightly on his arm.

“Careful. We're almost at the door. I'll open the restroom door, and then you can go in.”

Gwendolyn let go of him and quickly pushed open the door.

When she went back to his side, he swung her hand away.

“No need. I can manage myself.”

With that, he took a big step forward and knocked his head on the door frame.

He hissed from the pain.

Gwendolyn quickly rushed up to him. “Don't worry. I'll just help you in. I'll come right back out so I won't

see a thing.”

Her voice was so soft that it was hard for Zayden to be mad. His brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Left with no choice, he allowed her to help him. Gwendolyn glanced down at the toilet bowl.

“I'll wait for you outside. Just call for me once you're done.”

Gwendolyn went out of the restroom and stood by the door. She was prepared to go back in at any

time.

After crying, Angeline's mood was more stable now.

For the past half a month, she had been like this every day. Her heart ached for her son but she didn't

know what to do with him.

Looking at the woman waiting beside the restroom door, she gritted her teeth.

“Don't think that I'll forgive you just because you're acting this way, Gwendolyn. Even though Zay is

blind now, you still don't deserve him. You'll never be able to marry into the Surrington family.”

By this point, Gwendolyn had already grown tired of hearing these words.

Agreeing with Angeline, Gwendolyn replied, “I know I don't deserve him. I've never even thought about

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getting together with him. Don't worry, Mrs. Surrington. I just want to see him recovered, that's all.”

Angeline was boiling with rage. Gwendolyn had always been like this. She looked to be so soft and

easy to push over.

However, her sharp tongue always left Angeline speechless and seething with fury.

Inside Patrick's ward, Kevin was sitting on the couch. All the doctors had already left.

He was waiting for Gwendolyn to return before leaving.

Patrick was busy with work. The small table was set up on his bed with his laptop. There were also

multiple documents scattered around his bed. It was tiring just to look at.

Kevin crossed his legs elegantly and looked at Patrick.

“Pat, are you going to tell Gwen about the bullet left in your brain?”

The placement of the bullet was very dangerous. Left inside his brain, it was like a ticking time bomb.

Then again, it wasn't easy to take it out either. Without the adequate skills, Patrick might never be able

to leave the operation table.

He appeared completely fine now, but in fact, he was in great danger. The fate of his life hung on this

single bullet.

If the bullet decided to stay still or move to a safer position, Patrick would stay alive.

But if it doesn't...