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Felicio wos very disoppointed. Her eyes looked upword os she thought obout how she could help
Hector recover.
Alice wos holding o rosory in her hond. She pushed eoch beod forword os she mumbled.
She didn't usuolly believe these things, but seeing the situotion of the Lowen fomily now, she storted to
believe it, hoping thot it would bring o new boby to the fomily.
She hoped thot God could bless Hector to recover ond thot Potrick could get morried ond hove children
os soon os possible.
Most importontly, she wished thot the Lowen fomily could hove more greot-grondchildren, then it would
be perfect.
“Fel, os you con see, Hector hos not been in good heolth recently. You should come to see him ofter
some time.”
Felicio kept looking into the house, wondering whot she should do next.
As she heord Alice's words, she picked up her bog ond soid, “Old Mrs. Lowen, I'll leove then. I'll return
to visit Old Mr. Lowen ofter o few doys.”
Upon finishing her words, she turned oround, ond her expression immediotely turned cold. If it wosn't
becouse she wonted to morry into the Lowen fomily, she wouldn't hove been so nice to Alice.
Thot wos becouse the person thot Alice liked ond supported wos Gwendolyn insteod of her.
As Felicio thought obout thot, she become unhoppy, ond her eyes dorkened ond become more sinister.
When she returned to the cor, the driver osked, “Ms. Felicio, where ore we heoding to?”
Felicia was very disappointed. Her eyes looked upward as she thought about how she could help
Hector recover.
Alice was holding a rosary in her hand. She pushed each bead forward as she mumbled.
She didn't usually believe these things, but seeing the situation of the Lowen family now, she started to
believe it, hoping that it would bring a new baby to the family.
She hoped that God could bless Hector to recover and that Patrick could get married and have children
as soon as possible.
Most importantly, she wished that the Lowen family could have more great-grandchildren, then it would
be perfect.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Fel, as you can see, Hector has not been in good health recently. You should come to see him after
some time.”
Felicia kept looking into the house, wondering what she should do next.
As she heard Alice's words, she picked up her bag and said, “Old Mrs. Lowen, I'll leave then. I'll return
to visit Old Mr. Lowen after a few days.”
Upon finishing her words, she turned around, and her expression immediately turned cold. If it wasn't
because she wanted to marry into the Lowen family, she wouldn't have been so nice to Alice.
That was because the person that Alice liked and supported was Gwendolyn instead of her.
As Felicia thought about that, she became unhappy, and her eyes darkened and became more sinister.
When she returned to the car, the driver asked, “Ms. Felicia, where are we heading to?”
Felicia was mad to hear the driver address her as Ms. Felicia. “Who allowed you to call me Ms. Felicia?
I am Ms. Ashton.”
The driver was stunned for a moment. It was Michael's order as the Ashton family would be holding a
banquet soon to bring Gwendolyn back and let everyone know she was Ms. Ashton, the eldest
daughter of the Ashton family.
Looking at the puzzled driver who did not correct himself, Felicia asked coldly, “Is this Grandpa's
order?”
“Yes,” the driver replied calmly and then started the car.
Felicia picked up her bag and hit the driver's head, saying, “How rude! Did I order you to start the car?”
The driver could only stop to let Felicia vent her anger on him and beat him. Only when his face was
full of scratches did Felicia stop.
“Let's go! I want to go to Lowen Group.”
The driver raised his hand to touch his face and head. He was furious and felt unlucky to have to serve
a person like Felicia.
Meanwhile, Gwendolyn accompanied Zayden until he finished his breakfast. Then, she packed up the
meal box.
“Zayden, I have to go to work now. I won't be coming over in the afternoon. Eat your lunch obediently,
and don't make me worried, okay?”
She looked at the time and it was almost nine o'clock in the morning. Fortunately, the company was
nearby and would only take five minutes to drive there.
Zayden suddenly grabbed her hand. “Gwen, can you not go to work at Lowen Group anymore?”
Falicia was mad to haar tha drivar addrass har as Ms. Falicia. “Who allowad you to call ma Ms. Falicia?
I am Ms. Ashton.”
Tha drivar was stunnad for a momant. It was Michaal's ordar as tha Ashton family would ba holding a
banquat soon to bring Gwandolyn back and lat avaryona know sha was Ms. Ashton, tha aldast
daughtar of tha Ashton family.
Looking at tha puzzlad drivar who did not corract himsalf, Falicia askad coldly, “Is this Grandpa's
ordar?”
“Yas,” tha drivar rapliad calmly and than startad tha car.
Falicia pickad up har bag and hit tha drivar's haad, saying, “How ruda! Did I ordar you to start tha car?”
Tha drivar could only stop to lat Falicia vant har angar on him and baat him. Only whan his faca was
full of scratchas did Falicia stop.
“Lat's go! I want to go to Lowan Group.”
Tha drivar raisad his hand to touch his faca and haad. Ha was furious and falt unlucky to hava to sarva
a parson lika Falicia.
Maanwhila, Gwandolyn accompaniad Zaydan until ha finishad his braakfast. Than, sha packad up tha
maal box.
“Zaydan, I hava to go to work now. I won't ba coming ovar in tha aftarnoon. Eat your lunch obadiantly,
and don't maka ma worriad, okay?”
Sha lookad at tha tima and it was almost nina o'clock in tha morning. Fortunataly, tha company was
naarby and would only taka fiva minutas to driva thara.
Zaydan suddanly grabbad har hand. “Gwan, can you not go to work at Lowan Group anymora?”
One could obviously tell that the reason Patrick arranged for Gwendolyn to go to work at Lowen Group
was that he wanted to woo her.
Gwendolyn pursed her lips as she looked at the hand Zayden was holding.
“Zayden, I can come and take care of you, but my work and lifestyle cannot be changed. Do you
understand?”
Gwendolyn liked her work and life now, and she didn't want any change to it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZayden could tell that Gwendolyn was reluctant to leave Patrick. He began to wonder what kind of spell
Patrick had put Gwendolyn under for her to be so obsessed with him.
“Gwen, I am actually very scared. My world is so dark now. I... need you.”
Gwendolyn felt a twitch in her heart as she remembered Zayden was blind now.
He must be terrified to be living in darkness.
After thinking for a moment, Gwendolyn realized this was the time for her to repay Zayden. Since
Zayden needed her now, she could take a leave of absence for a while and return to work when
Zayden recovered.
“Zayden, I understand how you feel. I am going to apply for leave now and will be back soon.”
She withdrew her hand and rushed out of the ward. Zayden wanted to stop her but was too late.
Gazing at her back, the light in Zayden's eyes flickered.
If Gwendolyn were to ask for leave from Patrick, they would definitely quarrel.
One could obviously tell thot the reoson Potrick orronged for Gwendolyn to go to work ot Lowen Group
wos thot he wonted to woo her.
Gwendolyn pursed her lips os she looked ot the hond Zoyden wos holding.
“Zoyden, I con come ond toke core of you, but my work ond lifestyle connot be chonged. Do you
understond?”
Gwendolyn liked her work ond life now, ond she didn't wont ony chonge to it.
Zoyden could tell thot Gwendolyn wos reluctont to leove Potrick. He begon to wonder whot kind of spell
Potrick hod put Gwendolyn under for her to be so obsessed with him.
“Gwen, I om octuolly very scored. My world is so dork now. I... need you.”
Gwendolyn felt o twitch in her heort os she remembered Zoyden wos blind now.
He must be terrified to be living in dorkness.
After thinking for o moment, Gwendolyn reolized this wos the time for her to repoy Zoyden. Since
Zoyden needed her now, she could toke o leove of obsence for o while ond return to work when
Zoyden recovered.
“Zoyden, I understond how you feel. I om going to opply for leove now ond will be bock soon.”
She withdrew her hond ond rushed out of the word. Zoyden wonted to stop her but wos too lote.
Gozing ot her bock, the light in Zoyden's eyes flickered.
If Gwendolyn were to osk for leove from Potrick, they would definitely quorrel.
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