“Do you think I'm willing to let you have any interactions with him? If he hadn't refused the help from
everyone else, I wouldn't have even tried to contact you.”
Gwendolyn's eyes darkened as she listened to what Angeline said. “All right. I'll definitely go and visit
him later.”
Having said that, she hung up the phone. Just then, the doctors walked out of the ward. It seemed like
they had finished checking up on Patrick.
Gwendolyn quickened her pace toward the ward. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Gregory
lying on the bed with pale lips. However, his expression was more relaxed now, and he no longer
furrowed his brows.
Kevin was wearing his white coat. Lifting a hand, he adjusted his frameless glasses with his long,
slender fingers. He was tall and skinny. With his doctor's uniform and glasses, he looked intellectual
and charming. Besides, he exuded a surreal aura around him.
Gwendolyn walked over to the side of the bed. Nevertheless, she dared not to touch Patrick because
she was afraid that he was still in pain.
Kevin shifted his gaze onto Gwendolyn, who was standing next to him. Curling his lips into a smile, he
said, “Gwen, you're impressive, aren't you? You've conquered our BigWoodOne.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGwendolyn turned around and glanced at him in confusion. She did not understand what he meant.
“Kevin, is he okay?” she asked with her face reddened. She was worried about Patrick, and she feared
that something might happen to his injury.
Kevin glanced at Patrick, who had closed his eyes on the bed. He had given Patrick a painkilling
injection, so the latter would feel tired. Nevertheless, he would feel better after falling asleep.
“He's fine. But then, he has to avoid all kinds of strenuous activities within these three months. Do you
understand what I mean?”
Usually, Kevin was playful and always smiling cheekily when he talked to Gwendolyn. However, he
looked solemn and stern this time.
Gwendolyn was taken aback by his reaction. She shuddered for a moment, realizing that Patrick was
not doing well.
Nodding, she said, “I won't do that again. I won't let him...”
Gwendolyn did not finish her sentence. However, she knew that she would take care of him well.
Kevin shoved both hands into his pockets. A glint flashed across his eyes as he stared intently at the
handsome man on the bed. I hope he can hold out until I master my skills.
“All right. Gwen, take care of Pat. I'll get back to work now.”
Gwendolyn nodded at him. “I'll keep an eye on him. You can go ahead with your work.”
She had been afraid of doctors since she was a child. Nevertheless, she admired and respected them
a lot too.
After Kevin left, she sat beside the bed and held Patrick's hand tight. Staring at him affectionately, she
said, “I'm so glad that you're all right, Patrick.”
She took a towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead away. Then, she tucked in his blanket for him
before sorting out his documents and computer.
In an instant, the ward became tidy and looked much more pleasing.
Just then, Liam and Amber arrived in the ward with some fruits and food containers. They had been
sending Patrick food over the past two weeks.
Liam noticed that Patrick was asleep. He whispered, “Ms. Ashton, you should eat your dinner first. Mr.
Lowen's food is in the insulated container. He can eat it after he wakes up.”
As soon as Gwendolyn saw the food containers, she thought of Zayden. He's in a bad mood, so he'll
never eat anything obediently. Even Mrs. Surrington can't do anything with him. That's why she called
me just now.
Standing up, she glanced at Patrick on the bed. I guess he'll be asleep for another two hours.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Mr. Derner, can you guys stay here a little longer? Please take care of him for me. I have something to
attend to, so I have to take my leave now.”
“Sure,” Liam replied.
Amber had done preparing the food for Gwendolyn. She asked, “Ms. Ashton, how about finishing your
dinner first? Your food might turn cold later.”
However, Gwendolyn was in a rush. “It's okay. I'm not eating,” she said while walking toward the door.
After leaving Patrick's ward, she headed to the thirteenth floor, the floor where Zayden's ward was
located. The moment Gwendolyn stepped inside his ward, she saw the housekeepers cleaning the
food stain on the floor.
It seemed like Zayden was angry. That was why he shoved all the food onto the ground.
Angeline wiped her tears and said, “Zay, can you at least eat something? Look at how much weight you
have lost all this time?”
Zayden sat on the bed silently with his face facing the window. It was as if he did not hear anything
Angeline said.
After a while, the housekeepers noticed Gwendolyn, so they called out at her, “Ms. Ashton.”
Angeline turned to look at Gwendolyn. Lifting a hand, the former wiped away the tears on her face. Her
eyes lit up as a glimpse of hope flashed across her gaze.