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Gwendolyn could feel her temples throbbing. Angeline's attitude had always been like this. She was
perpetually disdainful of everything.
“Mrs. Surrington, I'm currently abroad and not at home. I can't go to the hospital for the time being.”
After saying that, Gwendolyn hung up. However, her eyes suddenly sparkled as she realized
something. I've not activated the roaming function on my phone. How did she get through to me?
Gwendolyn went from the balcony to the room, eyeing the man who lay on the bed.
“Patrick, did you activate the roaming function for me?”
Patrick's gaze landed on Gwendolyn's figure. He did not know who called her, but he could see that
she was quite upset.
“I was worried that I'd lose you, so I activated it. You have about a hundred thousand worth of talk
time.”
Gwendolyn's eyes widened in shock. “What? A hundred thousand? You're insane!”
Patrick arched a brow and asked, “Is paying your phone bill a bad thing now?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe was merely annoyed by the possibility that she could be unreachable. That was why he had paid a
hundred thousand. That way, Gwendolyn's phone line would not expire over the next year or two at
least.
Gwendolyn hurriedly pulled up a text and read it, causing her mood to sour instantly.
Does he think he's that rich? At this rate, I'm going to feel bad if I want to change my number.
Patrick was truly extraordinary. It was hard not to shock anyone when the man chose to do anything.
Patrick closed his eyes. “I'm tired. I'm going to take a nap.”
This was because a certain woman was staring at him as if he were some kind of idiot.
Patrick was not an idiot. All he wanted was to ensure that she remained contactable at all times. It was
truly that simple. However, Gwendolyn did not understand his rationale.
Gwendolyn nodded. “Go on and nap. If you need anything, I'll be over there.”
She brought over her sketchbook and sat on the couch closest to the window. As she stared out into
the ocean, she started sketching. Naturally, she was sketching clothing designs.
Patrick glanced at the thermometer. His temperature was thirty-eight-point-five degrees. Gwendolyn
must have forgotten that he was still running a fever.
He also noticed that his throat was sore. I guess my body isn't what it used to be.
After Gwendolyn made a few sketches, she noticed that she had improved quite a bit from Tiffany's
tutelage. She could see an improvement in everything, from her lines to her overall style.
Suddenly, Gwendolyn thought of Sophia. Is her daughter no longer around?
Gwendolyn did not dare broach the subject, but Sophia was intent on transferring all the shares of
Solstice Group to her. When Gwendolyn thought of this, she felt a little scared.
Nothing good comes easy, but Gwendolyn was somehow lucky enough to have such an opportunity.
The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't understand.
Gwendolyn could only hope that it was not a conspiracy. She did not want to cause trouble. All she
wanted was to live peacefully with her three children and focus on her relationship with Patrick.
Patrick was likely still snoozing due to the effects of the medicine.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt around four, Gwendolyn began to get ready. She settled on a light makeup look and a black dress
with thin shoulder straps. Underneath the dress, she wore a white slip.
She put her hair up and paired a black hat to match her dress. She then pulled down the black veil to
cover part of her face, giving her an added air of mystery.
Gwendolyn took another look at herself in the mirror, thinking that this was an appropriate outfit for an
award ceremony. This way, it was unlikely for others to recognize her so easily, even in public.
She strode out of the bathroom in her black dress, looking quite beautiful with those red lips.
She eyed the sleeping man on the bed. Earlier on, she had taken Patrick's temperature once more. His
fever had subsided, and his temperature was now back to normal. She felt more at ease.
She picked up a piece of paper and scribbled a note in her graceful handwriting: I'm going to receive
my award. You should probably order in for dinner. I might be back quite late.
After penning that note, Gwendolyn slid the note under his phone. That way, Patrick could see it the
moment he picked up his phone.
It's been a while since I left handwritten notes like this. I find it quite amusing.
When Gwendolyn looked at his handsome face, she couldn't help but walk to the bed. Very gently, she
leaned over to kiss him.
Since Gwendolyn was wearing red lipstick, she naturally left a bright red mark on Patrick's forehead.
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