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He did not seem to have much appetite. He only used his fork to pick up the food once. After that, he
did not touch the food anymore.
Gwendolyn walked over, sat on the edge of his bed, and eyed the food on his table. The food looked
very bland.
“You should eat more,” she said.
Patrick threw an indifferent glance at her. “Where did you go?”
He had a bad mood, as she was not around when he woke up. Hence, he totally had no appetite.
Gwendolyn used her hand to pick up a piece of food and put it into her mouth.
She nodded and remarked, “It's delicious. You should hurry up and eat more. These are prepared by
Ms. Ziegler.”
As he did not want the Lowen family to be aware of his injury, his meals had been prepared by Camille
daily.
Actually, he had employed a few housekeepers in his own mansion, and they could have prepared his
meals for him.
However, Gwendolyn trusted Camille more, so she let her prepare his food instead.
Patrick glanced at her hands and said coldly, “You can wash your hands now. Your food has already
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbeen heated up. Hurry up and eat.”
In his mind, he was only concerned about how she had not eaten.
Gwendolyn's heart felt warm. She felt cold when she was at Zayden's ward, but it was filled with
warmth here.
She smiled at the thought. She then stood up, held on to him, and pecked him on his cheek.
“Patrick, you must stay healthy and live a long life.”
After that, she went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
Patrick looked in the bathroom's direction. This woman is acting strange today.
However, he was pleased that she had kissed him of her own volition earlier.
Amber and Liam were shocked by the sudden display of affection. Feeling quite embarrassed, they
exchanged glances.
When Patrick turned his head and saw the both of them sitting quietly on the couch, he seemed to be
at a loss.
“You can get off from work now,” he said flatly.
The both of them stood up at the same time and smiled at him. “Mr. Lowen, we will take our leave and
return tomorrow.”
After that, they hurriedly left and left the ward to the couple.
When Gwendolyn came out of the bathroom and saw that the two people who had been sitting on the
couch had left, she was surprised.
“Have they left?” she asked.
I wanted to ask them about how Patrick behaved after I left the ward earlier, but it seems that I'll have
to wait till tomorrow to get the answers.
Patrick ate his meal with one hand gracefully. Gwendolyn thought that it was slightly inconvenient for
him.
“Let me feed you,” she offered.
After she sat down, she wanted to take the cutlery and food in front of him so that she could feed him.
Today is an interesting day. I just fed Zayden just now, and I have to feed Patrick now.
“You don't have to feed me. I can eat by myself. Hurry up and eat your food,” he said coldly.
He was only concerned about how she had not taken her meal, and he insisted on handling his own
matters on his own.
Gwendolyn was delighted, understanding that he was concerned about her.
The next day, Patrick was discharged from the hospital. Kevin noticed that Patrick appeared handsome
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmas usual. He did not appear to be badly injured with a bullet in his body.
After he personally removed his stitches for him, Kevin reminded him, “Do not engage in any vigorous
exercise. If you feel unwell, you have to visit the hospital immediately.”
Patrick looked at Gwendolyn, who was packing up his things together with the housekeeper. All his
undergarments were personally packed by her, and the housekeeper did not get to touch them.
He lowered his voice as he replied, “Okay, I understand. Look for a surgeon who can perform the
surgery as soon as possible.”
Kevin put a Band-Aid on him and adjusted the glasses on his nose bridge. His eyes darkened.
He pursed his thin lips before saying, “Okay. I feel that I'm more suitable to handle the surgery. I'm very
popular these days.”
After Gwendolyn had finished packing, she walked toward Patrick. Her fair hand touched the skin
around his wound, and her dimples appeared beside her lips. “You're still as handsome as ever. Don't
worry.”
It's so great to be able to see him recover day by day.
Patrick reached out, held her small hand, and their fingers interlaced.
“Kev, how is Gwen's leg injury?” he asked.
She seemed to be able to move around freely because she wanted to take care of him. Therefore, she
had been acting tough.
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