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Since she wanted Hector to recover, Felicia believed the best and fastest way to achieve so was to get
him to go to her friend's father's place for acupuncture.
However, Hector refused to follow her, and Alice did not trust her.
The plan she had just devised was to lure Juliette out, then have the little girl bring Hector to the
hospital.
With that thought in mind, she almost burst out laughing. Her mood improved in an instant.
With that, she watched as the others listened happily to Juliette's words and enjoyed her dance.
The whole time, she did not say another word but sneaked a glance at Gwendolyn.
She sure is smug. Does she really think she can marry into the Lowen family with three children?
Please. She ought to look at herself in the mirror. I must trick Juliette into coming out tomorrow so that
Old Mr. Lowen could get better soon. Patrick won't dare to marry Gwendolyn with Old Mr. Lowen
behind my back, and I'll be able to marry into the Lowen family.
Imagining herself marrying into the Lowen family, Felicia was thrilled. No one will dare look down on me
or criticize me when that happens. I'll crush them all under my feet!
Meanwhile, Gwendolyn's smile widened when she saw how happy Hector and Alice looked. I sure
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbrought Juliette over at an opportune moment.
Just then, her phone rang. Upon seeing that the caller was Zayden, she walked to the side to answer
the call.
“Zayden, did you eat your meals and medicine?”
However, the person on the other end of the line was not Zayden but Angeline.
“Gwendolyn, where did you go? I paid you. How can you not be in the hospital?” she rebuked.
The anger in her voice was obvious.
Gwendolyn pinched her lips together. No one would be happy to hear those words, and she was no
exception.
“Mrs. Surrington, I have things to attend to today, and I've informed Zayden about it. I'll go over when
I'm done.”
“No. You must get here right now. Zay is making a fuss about getting discharged from the hospital
because you're not here,” Angeline said as she looked at her son, who was sitting coldly on the bed.
She thought her son looked handsome even in loosely fitted hospital clothing.
Proud of her son, she did not want to see him remain visually impaired for the rest of his life.
Thus, she hoped that he could get better and knew he would cooperate with the treatments as long as
Gwendolyn was there.
Moreover, he was too young to have his life ruined.
With that, Angeline decided she would be the bad guy if she had to. No matter what, she must get
Gwendolyn to accompany Zayden.
She had even decided that she would agree to it if his son wanted to marry Gwendolyn.
Even so, agreeing to it and liking her were still two different matters.
She was still of the opinion that a woman like Gwendolyn was unworthy of her appreciation and that the
latter was not in her league.
Gwendolyn did find that Zayden had been a little emotionally unstable recently.
Therefore, she said, “Mrs. Surrington, pass him the phone. I'll talk to him.”
Angeline held the phone before Zayden and pulled his hand.
“Zay, it's Gwendolyn.”
Zayden was not deaf, so he heard everything that his mother had said.
Even though he detested her words, he ignored them for the time being as long as they could make
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGwendolyn come and accompany him the whole time.
“Hello.”
At the sound of Zayden's cold voice, Gwendolyn could already imagine his current state.
In her mind, she could see him sitting coldly on the bed with dim eyes. Anyone's heart would ache for
him at the sight of his detached and despondent aura.
“Zayden, I have something to do right now. I'll be coming to see you as soon as I'm done. Please don't
throw a tantrum, okay? You can't get discharged from the hospital yet,” she crooned, pacifying him like
he was a child.
Listening to her voice, Zayden realized he missed her a lot even though it had only been one night
since they saw each other.
He smiled as he could imagine her face through her tone.
“Okay. I'll do as you say.”
Gwendolyn was relieved to hear that. “Be good. I'll bring you something delicious later.”
What a willful guy. How can he think of getting discharged from the hospital when his eyes are in that
state?
After hanging up her phone, she noticed that she had a couple of missed calls, which were all from
Patrick. At once, she called him back.
The call went through almost immediately. “Ms. Ashton, it's me, Liam.”
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