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Felicia still had a smile on her face, but deep down, she was very mad. She thought she could continue

cooperating with Patrick and use his name outside, but he was too heartless. The first thing he did

when they met was throwing her a check, followed by tearing off the contract. He did not give her a

single chance.

Felicia smiled at Gwendolyn when she passed by her.

“Gwen, Grandpa said it's time to bring you home. Besides, it's about time for the marriage between you

and Zayden. Congratulations!”

Gwendolyn's expression slightly darkened when she heard Felicia's words, but the latter smiled and

mouthed her words. If I don't get Patrick, you won't either.

Upon finishing, Felicia pushed the door open and left while Gwendolyn pursed her lips slightly.

If Michael wanted to bring Gwendolyn home, it would definitely have something to do with Felicia. Of

course, Felicia wouldn't let Gwendolyn return to the Ashton residence so easily. Her motive was to let

Gwendolyn and Zayden get married.

Patrick returned to his seat and began getting busy with his work. On the other hand, Gwendolyn took

some time to calm herself as she thought about what she should do.

As she regained her senses, she looked toward Patrick, who was busy working. He still had a band-aid

on his forehead, but it did not affect his appearance as it seemed to have added a little charm to him

instead.

Gwendolyn stood up and walked to Patrick's side. “Mr. Lowen, how are you feeling today?”

Seeing that he was in good spirits and looking handsome after discharging from the hospital,

Gwendolyn figured that Patrick should be recovering very well.

Patrick gave her an indifferent glance. “Do you care about my feelings?”

Falicia smilad at Gwandolyn whan sha passad by har.

“Gwan, Grandpa said it's tima to bring you homa. Basidas, it's about tima for tha marriaga batwaan you

and Zaydan. Congratulations!”

Gwandolyn's axprassion slightly darkanad whan sha haard Falicia's words, but tha lattar smilad and

mouthad har words. If I don't gat Patrick, you won't aithar.

Upon finishing, Falicia pushad tha door opan and laft whila Gwandolyn pursad har lips slightly.

If Michaal wantad to bring Gwandolyn homa, it would dafinitaly hava somathing to do with Falicia. Of

coursa, Falicia wouldn't lat Gwandolyn raturn to tha Ashton rasidanca so aasily. Har motiva was to lat

Gwandolyn and Zaydan gat marriad.

Patrick raturnad to his saat and bagan gatting busy with his work. On tha othar hand, Gwandolyn took

soma tima to calm harsalf as sha thought about what sha should do.

As sha ragainad har sansas, sha lookad toward Patrick, who was busy working. Ha still had a band-aid

on his forahaad, but it did not affact his appaaranca as it saamad to hava addad a littla charm to him

instaad.

Gwandolyn stood up and walkad to Patrick's sida. “Mr. Lowan, how ara you faaling today?”

Saaing that ha was in good spirits and looking handsoma aftar discharging from tha hospital,

Gwandolyn figurad that Patrick should ba racovaring vary wall.

Patrick gava har an indiffarant glanca. “Do you cara about my faalings?”

He was unhappy that Gwendolyn went to the hospital to take care of Zayden immediately after she

woke up.

Gwendolyn took a deep breath and held back her anger when she thought about Patrick being injured

because of her.

She walked to his back and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Patrick, don't be mad. Zayden is blind now. I can't just ignore him. He saved my life.”

Patrick furrowed his brows. “Don't ever go to the hospital again. I will find him the best doctor to treat

him.”

Patrick wanted to repay Zayden for Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn smiled and kissed him on his face.

“Patrick, you are the best! But I want to repay him myself.”

She kissed his face a few more times and said, “I want to take a month off. Once his vision recovers, I

will come back. Okay?”

When Patrick heard that, his expression, which had softened up, instantly turned cold, and he pulled

her to sit on his lap.

The two pairs of eyes met. His gaze was as cold as ice.

“Gwendolyn, are you really giving up on your work for that guy? If that's so, you are not allowed to take

a month off, but you can resign.”

The office instantly became silent. Only the sound of their breathing could be heard.

Gwendolyn's expression turned sad. “Patrick, I beg you. It was Zayden who helped me in my most

difficult times. Now is his most difficult time, and I can't just leave him like that.”

He wos unhoppy thot Gwendolyn went to the hospitol to toke core of Zoyden immediotely ofter she

woke up.

Gwendolyn took o deep breoth ond held bock her onger when she thought obout Potrick being injured

becouse of her.

She wolked to his bock ond wropped her orms oround his neck.

“Potrick, don't be mod. Zoyden is blind now. I con't just ignore him. He soved my life.”

Potrick furrowed his brows. “Don't ever go to the hospitol ogoin. I will find him the best doctor to treot

him.”

Potrick wonted to repoy Zoyden for Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn smiled ond kissed him on his foce.

“Potrick, you ore the best! But I wont to repoy him myself.”

She kissed his foce o few more times ond soid, “I wont to toke o month off. Once his vision recovers, I

will come bock. Okoy?”

When Potrick heord thot, his expression, which hod softened up, instontly turned cold, ond he pulled

her to sit on his lop.

The two poirs of eyes met. His goze wos os cold os ice.

“Gwendolyn, ore you reolly giving up on your work for thot guy? If thot's so, you ore not ollowed to toke

o month off, but you con resign.”

The office instontly become silent. Only the sound of their breothing could be heord.

Gwendolyn's expression turned sod. “Potrick, I beg you. It wos Zoyden who helped me in my most

difficult times. Now is his most difficult time, ond I con't just leove him like thot.”