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“Okay!” Patrick answered.
After all, he also had something to handle that night. His entire family was already aware of his
engagement, but he hadn't been home recently.
As such, he had to go home that night and tell Hector the good news. He reckoned that the latter would
be particularly happy.
Alas, he wasn't happy at all. Instead, he found it all too irritating.
In the past, he had even considered faking a marriage, but judging from the situation then, a fake
engagement was already his greatest compromise.
When Gwendolyn heard his agreement, she jumped for joy.
“Thank you, Mr. Lowen! You're so nice!”
She then took out a lollipop from her bag and presented it to him.
“This is for you, Mr. Lowen.”
After saying that, she happily went over to the coat stand. Snagging her jacket, she put it on before
wrapping her scarf around her neck. With her bag in hand, she waved at Patrick.
“Bye, Mr. Lowen! Don't stay too late!”
Then, she dashed out of the CEO's office. Patrick lifted his left hand and glanced at the luxury watch on
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Hmm, it's six o'clock in the evening on the dot. She really wasn't willing to stay for even a second
longer!
Subsequently, he shifted his gaze to the lollipop on his desk. It was pink and heart-shaped, so it had a
rather different meaning.
In the blink of an eye, his expression turned tender. He picked up the lollipop and took a sniff of it. Ah,
it's probably as fragrant as her!
Gwendolyn didn't dare drive to work since she practically got the car for nothing. Patrick was petty, so
she was afraid that he would take the car back if he were to catch her doing so.
For that reason, she took the subway to work every day. Likewise, she took the subway home.
Actually, it was pretty good to take the subway, as there was no congestion, so she could arrive home
faster. Twenty minutes later, she had already exited the subway station near her house.
The weather that day was particularly chilly, so she tightened the scarf around her to block off the bitter
wind.
All of a sudden, a car stopped in front of her, and its window rolled down.
Gwendolyn was stunned for a moment. When she discerned the person in the car, she pulled open the
car door and got in.
As the car drove toward Snowy Lane, she gave a light chuckle.
“You picked the right day to visit, Zayden.”
Zayden regarded her with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
“What does that mean?”
Covering her mouth with both hands, Gwendolyn replied smilingly, “Justin and Julian are cooking today.
Say, didn't you pick just the right day to come?”
In response, Zayden nodded. “In that case, I'll be enjoying a scrumptious feast tonight.”
Soon, the car stopped in front of Gwendolyn's house. The driver opened the car door for them. Zayden
alighted from the car, followed by Gwendolyn.
As they both headed toward the door, Tommy suddenly called out to Gwendolyn.
“Come here for a moment, Gwen.”
Thus, Gwendolyn said to Zayden, “Go on in first. I need to speak to him for a bit.”
At the sight of Tommy, she knew that it had to do with the matter of servicing the debt. She was rather
busy these days, so she didn't contact Lucy and had no idea whether her house had been sold.
“Gwen, when is your friend going to return the money? The other party really doesn't allow any more
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Gwendolyn forced a smile. “Soon, Tommy. The location of her house is pretty good, so it's easy to sell.
However, she has to negotiate about the price for a bit.”
Hearing that, Tommy wore a conflicted expression. “Gwen, tell her that three days is the limit. If she still
can't repay the debt by then, they'll personally come knocking at your door to collect the debt.”
Gwendolyn nodded in acknowledgment. “Okay. We'll definitely return the money three days later.”
Only after obtaining her promise did Tommy return home with peace of mind.
When Gwendolyn headed home, she quirked a brow. We must repay the debt three days later.
Otherwise, the debtors will come knocking at my door. I don't want my three kids to suffer a fright.
No sooner had she stepped into the house than she scented food. She went into the kitchen and saw
two petite figures bustling about with aprons around their waists, their movements methodical.
She snagged a piece of pork rib and placed it into her mouth. Then, she flashed them both a thumbs-
up.
“Wash your hands first,” the two brothers ordered in unison.
Gwendolyn stuck her tongue out at them both like a mischievous child.
Giggling, Julian vowed, “Mommy, even if you've got no boyfriend or husband, you've still got us. We'll
love and take care of you forever.”
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