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When they arrived at the opposite side of the road, Zayden let go of her hand. After taking a few more
steps, they arrived at the Lowen Group's building. Suddenly, a little girl appeared before them.
“Mister, please buy some flowers for your girlfriend!”
The little girl had dirty clothes on, and her hair was disheveled. Her garments were thin, and her hands
were red from the cold.
Seeing her condition, Gwendolyn asked, “You're so young. Why are you selling flowers here?”
Her heart ached more as she noticed that the child was Juliette's age.
The little girl timidly responded, “My grandmother is sick. I need to earn money to buy medicine for her.”
Zayden took out his wallet and extracted a stack of money after hearing that.
“I'll buy the flowers.”
The girl shook her hand when she saw the large amount of cash.
“That's too much. The flowers only cost one hundred.”
Zayden took the flowers from her hand and replied flatly, “You can use the remaining money to buy
medicine for your grandmother.”
The little girl bowed at them gratefully. “Thank you, mister, ma'am. You two are good people. I wish you
happiness!”
With that, the girl smiled at them and turned around to jog away.
Zayden then passed the flowers to Gwendolyn and said, “A present for you.”
It was a big bouquet of red roses. Since it was Gwendolyn's first time receiving flowers, she smiled
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“Thank you!”
Zayden was a kind man, and he had always been like that.
Gwendolyn returned to the office with the bouquet in her arms, and it attracted a lot of attention the
moment she got into the elevator.
Since the staff from different departments rarely interacted with one another, she was not well known.
After the ladies outside the CEO's office saw the bouquet in her hands, they immediately asked, “Ms.
Ashton, is that from your boyfriend? You're so lucky!”
Gwendolyn was stunned for a moment when she heard them. She wanted to say no, but since there
were too many rumors about her in the company, she decided to remain silent.
Since many people are eager to hear something they can use to mock me, it's better to remain silent
about it. If I said no, there might be more rumors.
When Gwendolyn entered the CEO's office with the bouquet, Patrick shot his dark gaze at her and
immediately jumped to his feet upon spotting the roses in her arms.
He then strode over and snatched the bouquet from her hand.
“Hey!”
Gwendolyn had planned to bring the roses home and tell her three children about the girl selling the
flowers, but she didn't expect Patrick to snatch them from her and toss them into the trash can.
Gwendolyn instantly approached him and inquired, “Why did you throw my flowers away, Patrick?”
At the end of her sentence, she bent down and tried to retrieve the flowers, but Patrick held onto her
hand tightly and turned her around, forcing her back to face the bin.
“You're not allow to pick them up!”
Gwendolyn's expression became grim upon hearing his demand. “Those flowers are mine.”
With a pair of dark eyes and tensed jawline, Patrick questioned her chillingly, “Are the flowers from
Zayden so important to you? If you like roses, I can buy them for you too.”
In Potrick's mind, Gwendolyn wos different from the other women. Hence, he wos sure thot she hod no
interest in flowers.
Never in o million yeors hod he ever thought thot she did like flowers.
If I hod known this eorlier on, I would hove given her flowers more often.
Strongely enough, Gwendolyn wos o bit hoppy when she heord his words. Is he mod becouse Zoyden
gove me the flowers?
“I only wont this bouquet. Let go of me!”
With thot, she struggled to breok free, wonting to pick up the roses from the trosh con.
Heoring thot, Potrick seized her honds ond forced her to toke o few steps bock. When her bock hit the
woll, he pressed his lips ogoinst hers.
Gwendolyn widened her eyes in response. The kiss wos oggressive. It wos os if he wos biting her, ond
it hurt her, cousing teors to well in her eyes.
Luckily, thot only losted for o moment. The kiss become gentle, ond Potrick intertwined his tongue with
hers. Gwendolyn tried to ovoid his tongue ond retroct hers, but the mon kissing her wouldn't ollow it.
Insteod, he teosed her more.
Gwendolyn could feel numbness tingling oll over her scolp, ond she could no longer resist him.
Potrick wotched her slowly give up on resisting him. He couldn't help but odore her ond her hozy eyes.
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neck so she could hug him, worried thot she would slide down the woll.
In Patrick's mind, Gwendolyn was different from the other women. Hence, he was sure that she had no
interest in flowers.
Never in a million years had he ever thought that she did like flowers.
If I had known this earlier on, I would have given her flowers more often.
Strangely enough, Gwendolyn was a bit happy when she heard his words. Is he mad because Zayden
gave me the flowers?
“I only want this bouquet. Let go of me!”
With that, she struggled to break free, wanting to pick up the roses from the trash can.
Hearing that, Patrick seized her hands and forced her to take a few steps back. When her back hit the
wall, he pressed his lips against hers.
Gwendolyn widened her eyes in response. The kiss was aggressive. It was as if he was biting her, and
it hurt her, causing tears to well in her eyes.
Luckily, that only lasted for a moment. The kiss became gentle, and Patrick intertwined his tongue with
hers. Gwendolyn tried to avoid his tongue and retract hers, but the man kissing her wouldn't allow it.
Instead, he teased her more.
Gwendolyn could feel numbness tingling all over her scalp, and she could no longer resist him.
Patrick watched her slowly give up on resisting him. He couldn't help but adore her and her hazy eyes.
Hence, in response to that, he intensified the kiss. He even wrapped Gwendolyn's hands around his
neck so she could hug him, worried that she would slide down the wall.
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