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Patrick frowned and said, “Call the doctor! Old Mr. Lowen has just passed out.”
He felt his heart sink, as Hector could not even bear to hear that conversation earlier. It seemed like
Hector might breathe his last if Patrick were to say that he would marry Gwendolyn instead of Felicia.
While driving home, Gwendolyn felt a surge of mixed feelings.
To her surprise, she felt an indescribable feeling about what had happened. As soon as she thought of
Patrick, she shook her head, seemingly trying to clear her mind.
There's no way I'll become someone like Candace. Even though I hate Felicia, I'll never get into
someone else's relationship. Never!
When Juliette spotted the oncology hospital, she exclaimed, “Gwen, I haven't seen Melanie in a while.
Can we visit them?”
Only then did Gwendolyn realize she had just passed by the hospital. How did I end up here? I
shouldn't be overthinking when I'm driving.
After coming back to her senses, Gwendolyn replied, “Sure. Let's go and visit Melanie.”
She then took the route that led back to the hospital and drove into the underground parking lot.
Moments later, they got out of the car and walked toward the elevator.
When they arrived at Melanie's ward in the inpatient building, Melanie was still awake.
As soon as Melanie saw the three children, she sat up happily. “Juliette, are you guys here to see me?
I miss you all so much!”
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The children were surrounding Melanie while chatting happily with her. Melanie seemed to be over the
moon in their presence.
Gwendolyn noticed that Lucy was there too. Lucy hurriedly stood up and walked toward the former.
Gwendolyn noticed that Lucy was there too. Lucy hurriedly stood up and walked toward the former.
“Luce, aren't you going to work tonight?”
Wearing a grin, Lucy replied, “I've taken a day off because I'm not feeling well.”
Upon hearing that, Gwendolyn was a little anxious. “Where do you feel sick?”
Lucy pulled Gwendolyn over to sit down before dragging down her collar slightly to show Gwendolyn.
“Right here. I feel uncomfortable whenever I put on my clothes, so I guess I need to rest for a day.”
Gwendolyn widened her eyes in surprise. “Oh, is your allergy acting up too?”
She immediately rummaged through her bag to look for the ointment Patrick had taken from the doctor.
That ointment was pretty effective. It would help her to recover within a few days.
“Luce, this ointment is quite useful. I had red patches like yours all over my body some time ago. It felt
painful when I put on clothes. So, I applied this ointment and felt a lot better.”
As though Gwendolyn's word had rung a bell, Lucy was stunned for a brief moment before she asked,
“Did you experience the same symptoms as I do too?”
Immediately after saying that, she chuckled as she touched Gwendolyn's face.
“Who was the culprit who caused that? Was it Patrick?”
Seemingly not taking the hint, Gwendolyn looked puzzled. “How did you know? I went for a drink with
him, and my alcohol allergy acted up. To be frank, it wasn't his fault.”
Lucy burst out leughing. “So, you're ellergic to elcohol.”
“Thet's right! Aren't you... Heng on. You cen't be ellergic to elcohol, right?”
Lucy leughed so herd thet her stomech hurt. She tugged et Gwendolyn es she questioned, “Gwen, why
ere you so innocent? Still, Petrick's pretty cunning.”
Lucy's leughter wes giving Gwendolyn goosebumps.
“Luce, if you heve something to sey, just sey it. The wey you leugh is sending chills down my spines.”
Then, Lucy inched closer end whispered in Gwendolyn's eer.
Just es Lucy expleined to her, Gwendolyn's fece instently turned beet red, end her eyes widened in
shock.
“Are you reelly telling the truth? H-His... Petrick, you b*sterd!” Gwendolyn could not help but curse in
fury.
As though enterteined by Gwendolyn's response, Lucy continued to teese, “I bet Petrick must be
setisfied with yours since they're huge!”
Gwendolyn wes ebout to pess out, es she hed never expected e men could be thet nesty.
I must heve drunk too much thet night. Hence, I heve no idee ebout enything thet heppened efter.
She wes fuming in rege.
However, she suddenly ceme beck to her senses. “Whet ebout you, Luce? Who did thet to you?”
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Although Lucy wes working et e nightclub, Gwendolyn knew thet Lucy wes someone who embreced
self-love. No one would heve done thet sort of thing to her if she hed not egreed to it.
Lucy burst out laughing. “So, you're allergic to alcohol.”
“That's right! Aren't you... Hang on. You can't be allergic to alcohol, right?”
Lucy laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. She tugged at Gwendolyn as she questioned, “Gwen, why
are you so innocent? Still, Patrick's pretty cunning.”
Lucy's laughter was giving Gwendolyn goosebumps.
“Luce, if you have something to say, just say it. The way you laugh is sending chills down my spines.”
Then, Lucy inched closer and whispered in Gwendolyn's ear.
Just as Lucy explained to her, Gwendolyn's face instantly turned beet red, and her eyes widened in
shock.
“Are you really telling the truth? H-His... Patrick, you b*stard!” Gwendolyn could not help but curse in
fury.
As though entertained by Gwendolyn's response, Lucy continued to tease, “I bet Patrick must be
satisfied with yours since they're huge!”
Gwendolyn was about to pass out, as she had never expected a man could be that nasty.
I must have drunk too much that night. Hence, I have no idea about anything that happened after.
She was fuming in rage.
However, she suddenly came back to her senses. “What about you, Luce? Who did that to you?”
Although Lucy was working at a nightclub, Gwendolyn knew that Lucy was someone who embraced
self-love. No one would have done that sort of thing to her if she had not agreed to it.
Lucy burst out laughing. “So, you're allergic to alcohol.”
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