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“She's still sleeping?” Patrick suddenly asked.
When he talked about her, a layer of warmth appeared in his eyes.
That was something others could not see as he only reserved it for Gwendolyn.
“Yeah, they must have slept late yesterday night.”
Patrick nodded mildly before heading upstairs.
He pushed open the door to her room. Unexpectedly, she did not lock her room. However, when he
thought of her three children, he realized that she had probably never locked her room so that they
could enter freely.
He closed the door behind him and locked it as he did not want others to disturb them.
Thereafter, he walked to the bedside and looked down at her.
She appeared very adorable when she slept. As she curled up into a ball and breathed out soundly,
she looked just like Juliette when she slept.
The room was full of her pleasant scent. Patrick inhaled deeply.
He then reached over to touch her small face. She suddenly let out a soft hum.
“It hurts...”
She then turned over and continued sleeping.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was just that her sleeping posture was a little unsightly. A leg stretched out of the blanket, and she
raised her posterior up high.
Patrick furrowed his brows lightly and held her face in his hands as he carefully inspected it.
There was a visible slap mark on her left cheek. It was even swelling up.
“Who hit you?”
He repeated his question five times coldly. When Gwendolyn heard it, she abruptly opened her eyes
and took a look at him before squishing her cheeks with her hands.
“It has to be a dream. It's definitely a dream.”
Just as she was about to close her eyes again, Patrick reached over to touch the spot where she had
been slapped.
“I'm asking you who hit you?”
He would not allow anyone to hit the woman who belonged to him.
Gwendolyn finally realized that he was really there. She pouted and turned over.
“There's no need for you to care.”
She still held a small grudge against him and did not notice that Patrick was also jealous the night
before.
When she chose to return to Michael's residence with Zayden, what was he thinking?
His face was slightly frosty as he took her into his embrace.
“Gwen, Felicia did come to my house for the New Year's celebration yesterday. However, I was not the
one who asked her over. She went over herself. My grandfather likes her and has a weak constitution,
so I did not chase her away. Regardless, I only have you in my heart. Do you understand?”
Gwendolyn gave him a reluctant glance when she heard his words. She still pouted her lips and
appeared somber.
“Sure!”
Patrick could tell that she was still angry. “Let's take it as we're even now. For the sake of your
grandfather, you returned with Zayden. For the sake of my grandfather, I did not chase Felicia away.”
Patrick was perceptive, and Gwendolyn finally reacted.
She realized that she had done something as mean as he had. Thus, she reached out and threw her
arms around his neck.
“Patrick, I... Although I'm a little willful, I love you too!”
Warmth engulfed his heart when he heard her words. He felt very happy.
A faint smile appeared on his face, and his lips were soon pressed against her sexy lips.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe tasted his lips, and a smile appeared on her face as well. Thereafter, she closed her eyes and
hugged him.
A strong and cool scent emanated from his embrace. It was a scent unique to him.
His long and clean fingers played with her long hair as he deftly pried open her lips with his tongue.
“Mmph...”
Gwendolyn was flustered by his advanced kissing skills and could not help but let out a sound. Her
face immediately turned red.
She lifted her hands and touched his cold hair. Patrick stared at her intoxicated face and felt very
accomplished.
His large hand traveled under her nightgown. Her skin was as smooth as a precious stone. Soon,
Gwendolyn could feel the warmth from his palm. She pursed her lips and did not care about his
actions.
She only felt uncomfortable. It was a little hot and unbearable.
Patrick's kisses traveled from her neck to her collarbone and went down gradually.
The sound of his urgent breathing was loud and sexy. It made Gwendolyn's scalp tingle with
anticipation.
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