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Channeling his anger toward Liam, Patrick bit out icily, “With all the time you have on your hands, I
think you ought to make yourself useful in Alendor! If not, then quit!”
Liam instantly knew what he had done wrong.
He should have known that Gwendolyn was “untouchable”. In any case, the only person who could pick
on her was Patrick, and anyone else who tried to do the same would only end up in misery.
Liam could not believe it had taken him this long to figure that out.
Unfortunately, his enlightenment had come too late, and he was now caught between a rock and a hard
place.
In the end, he relented. “Very well, Mr. Lowen. I shall make the necessary arrangements with Ms.
Johnson immediately.”
As Liam headed out, he cast a sideways glance in Gwendolyn's direction.
What's so special about her, anyway? She's just an ordinary woman, and there's nothing that makes
her stand out more than the others. It's not as if she has an extra pair of arms or an extra brain or
something! So, why is it that she means so much to Mr. Lowen? Gosh...
He sighed in resignation as he left. As things were, he had no choice but to go and stay in Alendor for
two months. He vowed that he would find a way back here after two months.
Meanwhile, Gwendolyn, Lucy and Kevin were huddled in the resting area outside the operation theater
and eating their lunch.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKevin had sampled all the finest cuisines in the world, but today, he was completely won over by
Camille's cooking.
He normally did not like roast beef, which he thought was dry and tasteless.
However, after eating Camille's roast beef, he immediately changed his mind about the dish. He did not
think he had tasted anything so delicious before.
Patrick, on the other hand, sat glumly in his seat and glared at the trio as they chowed down. Camille
gave him occasional looks, and there were several times when she came close to asking him to join
the trio.
She only refrained from doing so because she could not undermine Gwendolyn, who was her
employer.
Camille was abruptly seized by sympathy for Patrick. It was heart-wrenching to see him get sidelined
like this.
After the meal, Kevin leaned into his seat and rubbed his full tummy. “I'm stuffed! I can't remember the
last time I ate like this!”
Gwendolyn was amused by his satisfied expression. With all the personal chefs Kevin cooking his
meals, the last thing I expected was for him to be impressed by simple, homey recipes!
Lucy, on the other hand, still looked grim as she glanced at the doors of the operation theater. There
were still medical officers and nurses who went through those doors every once in a while.
Lucy watched on as relief washed over the family members who were told that the surgery for their
loved ones had gone well.
Pursing her lips, she asked, “Hey, Kevin, do you think the surgery's going well? They would have come
out and told me to sign any waiver or something if it's going badly, right?”
Coming back to his senses, Kevin gave Lucy a reassuring smile and said, “Don't worry. It's just like you
said, someone would have had you sign a ton of forms or whatever if the surgery goes badly. At this
point, no news is good news.”
Gwendolyn nodded as well and comforted Lucy, “Kevin's right. Now, it won't do you any good to be
nervous.”
To one side, Camille packed up the food containers and pulled out a seat for herself to join the trio.
At the sight of this, Lucy said, “Ms. Ziegler, you don't have to keep us company here. You still have to
pick the kids up from school later and make dinner for them, don't you? Perhaps you should go home
and get some rest.”
Lucy and Gwendolyn were close friends, to begin with, and neither of them had ever treated Camille
like she was an outsider.
Lucy and Gwendolyn were close friends, to begin with, and neither of them had ever treated Camille
like she was an outsider.
In any case, they wanted to make sure Camille was as comfortable as possible, especially since she
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwas an older lady.
Upon hearing what Lucy said, Camille nodded and replied, “Very well, then. I'll be going home now, and
I'll bring dinner over for you. Give me a call if there's anything specific you'd like to eat.”
As for Lucas and Melanie, Camille knew they would not be able to take solid foods immediately after
the surgery. She decided that she would make soup for them tomorrow.
With that, Gwendolyn got out of her seat to see Camille off.
She waited until Camille went into the elevator, whereupon the older woman waved goodbye at her and
said, “Keep an eye on Lucy and try to cheer her up. I bet she's worried sick, that poor thing. Give me a
call when the surgery's over!”
It was nice to know that Camille was concerned for Lucy, too. Then again, that was no surprise, seeing
as Lucy and Gwendolyn had been friends for so long. Camille probably saw Lucy as a family by now.
“I will,” Gwendolyn promised with a smile. “Be safe on the way home. I've booked a ride for you, and
I've texted you the license plate number. Make sure you don't miss the car, okay?”
“Oh, you didn't have to do that. I could have just taken the bus!” Camille said.
“I've already hailed you the ride, so just take it, will you? I still have to pay for it even if you refuse!”
Camille relented and nodded at Gwendolyn with good humor just as the elevator doors began to close.
Gwendolyn turned around, prepared to make her way back to the resting area, only to nearly collide
with a man's chest.
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