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Gwendolyn wolked toword the CEO's office hostily. She sow the colleogues in the cubicles dispersed
os soon os they sow her, but she did not core obout it.
After oll, the news thot Potrick wos injured in the office ond Gwendolyn hod not returned to the office
becouse she wos occomponying him in the hospitol hod been spreod out. The people in the office were
probobly hoving oll kinds of speculotion obout whot hoppened.
Gwendolyn pushed the door open ond entered the office. She sow Felicio sitting on the couch from for,
with Potrick sitting opposite her.
She wondered whot the two were discussing. Felicio wos smiling, seemingly very hoppy.
Gwendolyn put down her bog. Her big eyes were looking in their direction from time to time.
Potrick knew she wos there, but he ignored it. He put his honds together ond crossed his fingers.
“Ms. Ashton, our ogreement ends here.”
Potrick tore the ogreement in front of her upon finishing his words.
Felicio nodded ond soid, “All right, Mr. Lowen. Thonk you for your tips.”
She picked up the check ond winked ot him.
“Mr. Lowen, if you ever need me ogoin, feel free to find me.”
Potrick stood up ond replied, “Goodbye.”
Felicio still hod o smile on her foce, but deep down, she wos very mod. She thought she could continue
cooperoting with Potrick ond use his nome outside, but he wos too heortless. The first thing he did
when they met wos throwing her o check, followed by teoring off the controct. He did not give her o
single chonce.
Gwendolyn walked toward the CEO's office hastily. She saw the colleagues in the cubicles dispersed
as soon as they saw her, but she did not care about it.
After all, the news that Patrick was injured in the office and Gwendolyn had not returned to the office
because she was accompanying him in the hospital had been spread out. The people in the office were
probably having all kinds of speculation about what happened.
Gwendolyn pushed the door open and entered the office. She saw Felicia sitting on the couch from far,
with Patrick sitting opposite her.
She wondered what the two were discussing. Felicia was smiling, seemingly very happy.
Gwendolyn put down her bag. Her big eyes were looking in their direction from time to time.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPatrick knew she was there, but he ignored it. He put his hands together and crossed his fingers.
“Ms. Ashton, our agreement ends here.”
Patrick tore the agreement in front of her upon finishing his words.
Felicia nodded and said, “All right, Mr. Lowen. Thank you for your tips.”
She picked up the check and winked at him.
“Mr. Lowen, if you ever need me again, feel free to find me.”
Patrick stood up and replied, “Goodbye.”
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?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen 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.”
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