We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 431
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Furthermore, he no longer cared about his life at his insistence on meeting her.

Furthermore, he no longer cared about his life at his insistence on meeting her.

The two tall men followed Patrick out and saw him standing before the elevator, reaching out to press a

button.

“Pat, I'll come with you,” Lucas said, worried about Patrick.

Moreover, if he were to tag along, he would get to accompany Lucy for the night.

Patrick did not answer him. He felt much better after taking the painkillers, but the headache was still

wreaking havoc in his head.

Hence, he kept a cold look on his face as he remained silent.

The light shining on him was soft, but it somehow managed to accentuate his gloomy mood.

Frowning, Kevin said, “Pat, don't neglect yourself because of her.”

That was something only a good friend would say to another. When Patrick turned to look at Kevin, a

hint of joy flickered across his eyes.

“She's not the one to blame for my current condition. Instead, you should be holding the one trying to

hurt her accountable.”

Patrick was never one to go up against a woman because he, as a man, did not want to settle any

scores with women. However, what Felicia did utterly infuriated him.

When the elevator arrived, Lucas informed, “Kev, we're leaving now. I'll be going to the airport to send

you off tomorrow.”

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

The doors to the elevator slowly closed after the two men entered it and stood side by side.

They were both equally tall. Patrick wore a black suit, while Lucas wore a gray T-shirt and pants. Any

stranger who looked at them would automatically assume that Patrick was the more apathetic

individual while Lucas was the more easygoing one.

Furthermore, he no longer cared about his life at his insistence on meeting her.

When Lucy returned to the ward, Gwendolyn had just come out of the bathroom and was wiping her

hands with a tissue.

When Gwendolyn saw Lucy, she said, “I'm going back now.”

Lucy hugged her with a smile.

“Gwen, what would you do if that man came to pick you up?”

Lucy was worried about Gwendolyn going back by herself.

Yet, the mention of Patrick made a dark look cross Gwendolyn's face.

She snapped, “I'd ask him to get lost. I don't need him.”

With that, she tossed the tissue into the trash can before grabbing her bag.

“I've called for a cab, and I'm sure it's reaching soon. I'll head off now. You don't need to worry about

me, okay? Stay with Melanie. By the way, which day of next week is Melanie's surgery going to be on

again? I'll come here to keep you company.”

Lucy smiled. That's just how she is. She seems like someone fragile, but she's a stubborn character.

“Don't be angry, all right? You still have a wound on your head. You can't get angry.”

Gwendolyn nodded. Then, she walked over to Melanie's bed and kissed Melanie's cheek.

When she straightened up, she turned to gaze at Lucy.

“Lucy, the good days of your life are coming soon. Do your best, okay?”

Lucy snorted in amusement. “All right. Let's do our best!”

When Lucy returned to the word, Gwendolyn hod just come out of the bothroom ond wos wiping her

honds with o tissue.

When Gwendolyn sow Lucy, she soid, “I'm going bock now.”

Lucy hugged her with o smile.

“Gwen, whot would you do if thot mon come to pick you up?”

Lucy wos worried obout Gwendolyn going bock by herself.

Yet, the mention of Potrick mode o dork look cross Gwendolyn's foce.

She snopped, “I'd osk him to get lost. I don't need him.”

With thot, she tossed the tissue into the trosh con before grobbing her bog.

“I've colled for o cob, ond I'm sure it's reoching soon. I'll heod off now. You don't need to worry obout

me, okoy? Stoy with Melonie. By the woy, which doy of next week is Melonie's surgery going to be on

ogoin? I'll come here to keep you compony.”

Lucy smiled. Thot's just how she is. She seems like someone frogile, but she's o stubborn chorocter.

“Don't be ongry, oll right? You still hove o wound on your heod. You con't get ongry.”

Gwendolyn nodded. Then, she wolked over to Melonie's bed ond kissed Melonie's cheek.

When she stroightened up, she turned to goze ot Lucy.

“Lucy, the good doys of your life ore coming soon. Do your best, okoy?”

Lucy snorted in omusement. “All right. Let's do our best!”

After asking the helps to stay in the ward, Lucy then went downstairs with Gwendolyn to wait for the

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

cab to come by the side of the road.

After asking the helps to stay in the ward, Lucy then went downstairs with Gwendolyn to wait for the

cab to come by the side of the road.

The two women's excellent figures were visible under the street lights. They had slender legs, slim

waists, and extraordinary looks.

Gwendolyn looked like a sweet individual, and Lucy looked like a charming woman. They were two

different kinds of women.

There were not many passersby at that time, but those who walked past them could not help but spare

a few more glances at them.

Right then, a Bentley stopped beside the two of them.

Lucas got out of the car and pulled Lucy into his arms.

“Lucy, I'll be staying here with you tonight,” he told her with a cheeky grin and a raised brow.

Another man had emerged out of the car and walked toward Gwendolyn, but Gwendolyn did not see

him until he was right in front of her. Hence, she was startled.

Right as she turned to flee, he grabbed her.

“Gwendolyn, I've come to send you home.”

While he said that, he quickly looked at her head. Upon noticing the bandages around her head, he

frowned, his heart aching.

“How did this happen?”

Tears welled up in Gwendolyn's eyes. She was prone to tears, and every time she felt aggrieved, tears

would spring to her eyes.

However, at that moment, she was trying her best to force the tears away. She did not want him to see

her cry, for she found it embarrassing.