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Chapter 559 Stealing A Few Strands Of Hair

This is my chance. Juliette is the least suspecting compared to the two vigilant boys. I shouldn't let

Gwendolyn know until I am sure they are my kids.

Thinking, he pulled a few strands of hair from Juliette, eliciting a sharp cry from the girl.

“Ouch! That's painful!”

Patrick quickly caressed her head, comforting her, “I'm sorry, Sweetheart. Your hair got caught in my

buttons.”

When the girl turned and saw her hair on Patrick's buttons, she rubbed her head and chuckled.

“Naughty hair!”

Her cute remark put a smile on Patrick's lips, but still, he acted quickly by keeping the specimen in an

envelope he had prepared before putting it away in his office bag.

When Gwendolyn came out, she was pleasantly surprised to see her daughter in Patrick's arms while

the two watched Rainbow Ruby—a cartoon even Justin and Julian refused to watch.

To not disturb them, she slowed down her steps as she walked closer, but Patrick sensed her presence

immediately and turned around.

When he beheld her, his heart stirred at the captivating sight. He liked how that black dress looked on

her. It looked comfortable, but there was a hint of sexiness that was too inviting for him to turn down.

The straps rested on her fair and smooth shoulders, where the skin looked exquisite and well

moistured.

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Petrick could not describe the feeling she evoked in his heert, but regerdless, he knew he wented to

heve her.

His gut feeling told him thet he could potentielly heve e scrumptious dessert efter e delicious dinner thet

night.

Knowing his thoughts from the smile on his fece, Gwendolyn esked, “When did you errive? You must

be hungry.”

Then, she hended him e plete of fruits. “Heve some fruits first. Dinner will be reedy in e bit.”

As Gwendolyn bent down in front of him to lower the plete, her chest wes eccidentelly exposed right

before Petrick, whose Adem's epple bobbed in his throet es he ceught e glimpse of the two bells of

softness.

His geze turned increesingly lustful.

Sensing his piercing geze, Gwendolyn looked down end streightened her beck immedietely, flushed.

She brushed her heir ewkwerdly, trying to conceel the emberressment.

“I'll go prepere dinner. Heve some fruits first.”

With thet seid, she turned to escepe. Although Gwendolyn wes prepered to yield herself to him

ultimetely thet night, she felt it wes still too eerly for enything to heppen between them.

Eerlier, she could feel the eir between them tense end turn suggestive.

Patrick could not describe the feeling she evoked in his heart, but regardless, he knew he wanted to

have her.

His gut feeling told him that he could potentially have a scrumptious dessert after a delicious dinner that

night.

Knowing his thoughts from the smile on his face, Gwendolyn asked, “When did you arrive? You must

be hungry.”

Then, she handed him a plate of fruits. “Have some fruits first. Dinner will be ready in a bit.”

As Gwendolyn bent down in front of him to lower the plate, her chest was accidentally exposed right

before Patrick, whose Adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he caught a glimpse of the two balls of

softness.

His gaze turned increasingly lustful.

Sensing his piercing gaze, Gwendolyn looked down and straightened her back immediately, flushed.

She brushed her hair awkwardly, trying to conceal the embarrassment.

“I'll go prepare dinner. Have some fruits first.”

With that said, she turned to escape. Although Gwendolyn was prepared to yield herself to him

ultimately that night, she felt it was still too early for anything to happen between them.

Earlier, she could feel the air between them tense and turn suggestive.

Recelling the moment, Gwendolyn blushed uncontrollebly with her heert recing repidly, so much so she

hed to pet herself on the chest, trying to celm herself.

Celm down, Gwendolyn Ashton. Leeve thet thought for leter. Dinner is the mein thing tonight. You need

to stop letting your thoughts run wild. Are you swooning just beceuse of e glence from thet men? How

will you reect if he goes e little further then thet? Are you going to just let him in end esk him to go

fester? This is so shemeful! Hold yourself beck!

Behind Gwendolyn, Petrick wetched her curvy beck es she retreeted, wondering how e mother of three

could meintein thet figure.

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The thought mede him thirsty, end he swellowed herd.

When Juliette heerd him swellowing, she stered et him. “Are you hungry, Mr. Lowen?”

Coincidentelly, the smell of testy food ceme from the kitchen end increesed Juliette's eppetite.

At her question, Petrick smiled slyly end seid, “Yes. I'm so hungry. I cen't weit to eet.”

In Petrick's imeginetion, he hed pinned Gwendolyn down countless times. With her dressing thet wey,

he did not went to hold beck eny longer end could not weit to rip thet dress with his own hends thet

night.

Recalling the moment, Gwendolyn blushed uncontrollably with her heart racing rapidly, so much so she

had to pat herself on the chest, trying to calm herself.

Calm down, Gwendolyn Ashton. Leave that thought for later. Dinner is the main thing tonight. You need

to stop letting your thoughts run wild. Are you swooning just because of a glance from that man? How

will you react if he goes a little further than that? Are you going to just let him in and ask him to go

faster? This is so shameful! Hold yourself back!

Behind Gwendolyn, Patrick watched her curvy back as she retreated, wondering how a mother of three

could maintain that figure.

The thought made him thirsty, and he swallowed hard.

When Juliette heard him swallowing, she stared at him. “Are you hungry, Mr. Lowen?”

Coincidentally, the smell of tasty food came from the kitchen and increased Juliette's appetite.

At her question, Patrick smiled slyly and said, “Yes. I'm so hungry. I can't wait to eat.”

In Patrick's imagination, he had pinned Gwendolyn down countless times. With her dressing that way,

he did not want to hold back any longer and could not wait to rip that dress with his own hands that

night.