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Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 455
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Patrick pulled Gwendolyn into his embrace while she spoke in a coy manner.

“You silly girl,” he said with a smile on his face.

Subsequently, the atmosphere became intimate.

After changing their clothes, they boarded the cruise ship berthed at the side of the mansion.

There was a professional captain to pilot the cruise ship as well as chefs and housekeepers to take

care of their needs.

All of them wore standardized uniforms and stood at the cabin entrance to welcome the couple.

“Welcome, Mr. Lowen, Ms. Ashton!” they greeted them in the native language of Astoria.

Gwendolyn glanced at Patrick. “It's so nice to be rich.”

He pinched her petite face with his slender fingers. It seems that Gwen, the miser, is back.

The cruise ship they boarded was small, but it was considered vast and spacious for two people's use.

Gwendolyn wasn't hungry before, but when she saw the dinner served on the cruise ship, she felt a

little hungry.

Patrick lifted his chin. “You must be hungry.”

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He's truly capable of reading my mind. He even knows when I'm hungry.

Gwendolyn sat around the dining table, picked up her utensils, and started eating. She thought the

appetizers were very delicious but found the main course, fish fillet, to be more mouth-watering.

Perhaps it was because she was having the dish on the sea. She felt the fish tasted fresher and tastier.

After finishing their meal, they went to the deck, where a white couch was positioned. An ice bucket

containing two bottles of champagne was placed on the small table in front of the couch.

Gwendolyn sat on the couch and gazed up at the sky full of stars, musing on how carefree her life was

at that moment.

Patrick sat beside her and held her hand. They leaned against the couch and watched the twinkling

stars together.

Gwendolyn tended to feel drowsy after having her meal. Juliette inherited that exact trait from her. She

closed her eyes and snuggled up to him, resting her head on his neck.

She hugged his waist only after finding a comfortable position and muttered, “Patrick, I'm going to take

a nap. I'm so sleepy.”

He lowered his eyes to gaze at her before reaching out to tuck her long, messy hair behind her ear.

Then he pecked her cheek.

“Sleep tight, Babe. I'll wake you up tomorrow morning.”

After Gwendolyn drifted off, the housekeeper brought over a blanket. Patrick also felt a little heavy-

eyed after he wrapped the blanket around himself and Gwendolyn.

The next day, at four-fifty in the morning, the housekeeper came to wake them up.

“Mr. Lowen, Ms. Ashton, the sun is about to rise.”

When Patrick woke up, his arm, embracing her, was numb and seemed to have lost its sensation.

Gwendolyn yawned, as she hadn't acquired sufficient sleep. Nevertheless, she rested well last night.

She had felt warm and assured as Patrick held her to sleep the whole night.

She sat up and tidied her hair.

Patrick stretched his arm and said, “There's something wrong with us. There's a big, soft, and

comfortable bed below deck, yet we chose to sleep on this couch.”

At that moment, she had completely regained her senses. She took in the beautiful scenery of the sun

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rising above the horizon and the gradually brightening sea surface.

“I think it was a wonderful experience sleeping here. Anyway, this is my first time doing this, so I'll

remember it for the rest of my life.”

Patrick felt he didn't get sufficient quality rest initially, but after hearing her words, he chuckled.

That was also his first time hugging a woman and sleeping on the sea, so the experience was quite

meaningful to him.

At that instant, half of the sun had risen above the horizon.

Gwendolyn abruptly got to her feet and ran toward the railings, skipping happily.

“Good morning!”

The smile on Patrick's face widened as he looked at her excited appearance. He strode over and

embraced her from behind, wrapping his arms around her slim waist.

Puffing his hot breath beside her ear, he said, “Gwen, you're very similar to Juliette.” She behaves no

different from a child, but I think that's cute.

An innocent and docile woman like her was a perfect match for Patrick, a highly intelligent and

domineering man.

If he were to be with a strong-willed woman like him, there wouldn't be any peaceful moment between

them as endless arguments would persist.