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Zayden went along with it, had his eyes examined, and received psychotherapy.
Instead of Gwendolyn, he asked Suzanne to accompany him to the treatment all this while.
When Gwendolyn headed downstairs, she was met by the sight of Angeline sitting in the living room,
drinking coffee.
Noticing the young woman descending the stairs, Angeline instinctively turned around.
“Where is Zay?”
Angeline assumed Gwendolyn had failed to convince her son, who must be throwing a temper tantrum.
Sitting beside the older woman, Gwendolyn smiled and stated, “He went for the checkup.”
In an apparent state of excitement, Angeline exclaimed, “Really?”
She grabbed and shook Gwendolyn's shoulders.
Nodding, Gwendolyn replied, “Yes.”
However, unbeknownst to Angeline, the former had promised Zayden one thing, which was detrimental
to the older woman.
The overjoyed Angeline poured Gwendolyn a cup of coffee and offered her some desserts.
“Thank you.”
Feeling delighted, the older woman then rose to her feet and walked to the kitchen. “Laila, please make
a few more of Zayden's favorite dishes,” she instructed.
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Meanwhile, Gwendolyn picked up the coffee cup and took a sip of coffee. She hadn't added any milk or
sugar, so the beverage should've tasted bitter, but Gwendolyn couldn't taste the bitterness at all.
No matter how acrid the coffee was, it couldn't compare to the despair in her heart.
Gwendolyn seemed lost in thought as she held the coffee cup to her lips, taking sip after sip of coffee.
Both she and Angeline accompanied Zayden for lunch. The man could now eat with a fork by himself,
probably after having practiced doing so.
Angeline constantly placed food on his plate while he fumbled about to eat. It wasn't so tiring for him as
Suzanne sat beside him the entire time and helped him.
Suddenly lifting his head, Zayden said, “Mom, give some to Gwen too.”
A smile stretched across his face as he spoke.
“She has agreed to marry me, and I'll get the ring in a bit. In the meantime, you should also prepare to
pay a visit to her family to bring up the marriage proposal.”
Gwendolyn's gaze shifted to him when she heard his words. Tears clouded her eyes while a dejected
look hung on her face.
Angeline placed a lot of food on Gwendolyn's plate. “Gwen, we will definitely treat you and your family
with utmost courtesy, given how much Zayden adores you. I'll make sure you get all the betrothal gifts
you deserve.”
With her head hung low, Gwendolyn continued eating and did not say a word.
Undoubtedly, Zayden saw her expression and knew she was still thinking of Patrick and couldn't forget
about that man.
He slightly narrowed his eyes and curled the corner of his lips into a sneer.
Patrick Lowen, can't you see that a woman's heart is broken because of you? D*mn it! I was the one
who met her first, and I was the one who was always by her side, helping her. How could you take her
away from me the moment you showed up? Hmph! It doesn't matter now, does it? In the end, she's still
my woman.
After lunch, Zayden needed to rest. Gwendolyn came up with an excuse, saying she had something to
deal with, and left.
On the third day, she went to the hospital early in the morning.
Melanie was watching cartoons in the ward. Although she didn't look well, her eyes were still bright and
dazzling.
Lucas had already changed into a hospital gown with blue and white stripes. It was the same one that
Melanie was wearing.
Lucas had already changed into a hospital gown with blue and white stripes. It was the same one that
Melanie was wearing.
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for today.”
In fact, Lucy had stopped giving him chances to get intimate with her since yesterday as she feared he
would not have enough energy for the surgery.
It was surgery, after all. It was best that he remained in tip-top condition so that the procedure could go
smoothly.
A cheeky smile hung on his lips as he pulled her into his arms.
“It's precisely because it's almost time for surgery, so I want to make out with you more. I'd be confined
to the bed after leaving the operating theatre.”
At the thought of how pathetic he'd look after the surgery, Lucas wanted nothing more than to kiss Lucy
a few more times to make up for his lost chances.
Gwendolyn let out a faint cough. She might hear something more shocking if she didn't make a sound.
Lucy's face turned a darker shade of red when she saw Gwendolyn, the heat making her
uncomfortable.
She pushed Lucas to the side and walked up to Gwendolyn.
“Gwen, you're here.”
Right then, Kevin and Patrick entered the ward. The latter was clad in a simple white shirt and black
trousers. His dark, brooding gaze instantly fell on Gwendolyn.
Without a word, Patrick strode toward the couch and took a seat, then crossed his legs elegantly.
Clad in white from top to bottom, Kevin smiled as he greeted Gwendolyn, “Gwen, you sure are early.”
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