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Gwendolyn was a little disappointed when it was not Patrick on the phone.
However, their intimacy the night before made her feel blissful whenever she thought of him.
“Where's Mr. Lowen? I saw some missed calls on my phone,” she stated.
Gwendolyn thought Patrick must have called her while she was on the phone with Zayden. She
recalled hearing something during that call but did not make much of it.
Meanwhile, Liam looked at the handsome man, who was being interviewed by the media in front of the
microphone. With an impassive countenance, the latter answered the reporters' questions beautifully
each time.
That's Mr. Lowen indeed. He's always the calmest no matter what he faces.
“Ms. Ashton, Mr. Lowen can't make it to the phone because he's being interviewed by the media right
now. Do you have anything you would like me to pass on to him? I'll relay your message to him or get
him to call you back later.”
Gwendolyn pondered over it and realized she did not have anything to say. I just wanted to ask how
he's doing. After all, he must have a lot on his plate due to that incident today.
Finally, she could not help but voice her concern. “I don't have anything to tell him, Mr. Derner. Uh, is
Patrick okay?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven though Patrick was powerful, and everyone thought of him as some superhero, Gwendolyn still
saw him as an ordinary human with a head and two arms and legs.
Ultimately, he did not have more limbs than an average person, and he was still a man of flesh and
blood.
Liam hesitated and replied, “Mr. Lowen is very strong, so you don't have to worry about him. Ms.
Ashton, you should just spend more time with him if you can.”
Even so, Gwendolyn began to worry after she hung up the phone.
Thus, she quickly pulled up the news on her phone. Immediately, an eye-catching headline popped up:
Three Dead In The Construction Site At The Eastern District.
She clicked into the news nervously and saw the content was condemning Lowen Group about the lack
of safety measures on the company's side. The whole incident had also blown out of proportion.
Gwendolyn dared not look at the comments under the news article and could only speak to herself
inwardly. Hang in there, Patrick. Everyone, please don't blame him. It's not his fault.
She was no judge in the matter, and it did not matter to her who was right or wrong. It was no doubt
that she was biased.
All she hoped was for the good of her man. She wished for him to be safe and hoped the others would
not trouble him.
At that moment, Juliette called her, “Mommy, we're going inside.”
As it was time for Hector to get his medication and the sun was getting hotter, they all decided to move
indoors.
“Okay. I'm coming,” Gwendolyn answered.
Holding Juliette's hand, Alice led her inside with Hector and the others.
Gwendolyn moved toward them. Felicia, who had been waiting for her, walked side by side with her.
“Gwen, Grandpa has been talking about bringing you back and holding the wedding for you and
Zayden as soon as possible.”
Then, she sneered and continued, “I've heard that Zayden got into a car accident and is blind now. You
sure are pitiful. Not only is the father of your children unknown, but the only one who stood up for you
has gone blind. Should I say that you're unfortunate or that you bring bad luck to any man who's
involved with you?”
At that instant, Gwendolyn grabbed her hand and pulled her back, forcing her to stumble backward.
“Felicia, don't be so complacent. I'll explain things to Grandpa. However, Patrick is mine. Don't ever
think of getting your hands on him.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs of then, Gwendolyn was sure that she loved Patrick, and she wanted to be with him.
Therefore, she was determined to stand by his side through thick and thin.
Incensed, Felicia clenched her fists. She wanted to retort Gwendolyn and even had an urge to retaliate
by hitting her.
This woman sure is violent. To think that she always resorts to violence. Barbarians like her are scary
indeed.
In the end, she said, “Gwendolyn, you might not know this, but Old Mr. Lowen is fond of me and has
chosen me as his granddaughter-in-law. I suggest you get it sorted with Grandpa first before telling me
these things. If you want to anger him again and make him think you're a shameless b*tch, go ahead
and tell him about your affairs with Patrick.”
As soon as she finished her sentence, she strutted away.
Gwendolyn drew a deep breath. What a despicable woman.
When she arrived inside the house, Juliette was watching the television and choosing the channel with
the remote control in her hand.
She happened to turn to the news channel, and it was playing the news about the accident in the
eastern district.
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