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Kevin's mouth fell open when he saw the scene. You're being too direct, Pat. That is not how you
soothe a woman, but I understand why he doesn't know that since it's his first time in a relationship.
As Lucy was helping Lucas drink the soup, they didn't care about anyone else then.
Gwendolyn glared at Patrick with widened eyes while a glimpse of mockery flitted across her eyes.
“What do you think?”
Doesn't he know that I like him?
Glancing at her sneer, Patrick could tell she was mocking him.
He applied more force to his fingers. “Why are you laughing? Say something.”
Kevin frowned as he watched them close to starting a fight.
“All right, all right. Could you do it outside if you two want to talk it out? Luke hasn't fully recovered! He
needs rest.”
Undoubtedly, Kevin didn't mean to ask them to fight outside as he knew they were not unreasonable
and could get what he was implying.
He simply reminded them to stop talking about something else in front of a patient and bothering him.
After withdrawing his hand, Patrick rose to his feet and grabbed Gwendolyn's hand, pulling her away
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfrom the couch and leading her out of the ward.
As Gwendolyn was not as strong as him, she could only struggle to break free without a sound so she
wouldn't annoy Lucas.
It wasn't until she stepped out of the ward that she exclaimed, “Patrick Lowen, what are you doing?”
She held onto the door and wouldn't let go. What is this bloke trying to do to me now?
Patrick's cold gaze flitted toward her. His eyebrows furrowed tighter as he watched her grab the door
with one hand.
“Be good and let go, or there will be dire consequences.”
Although Gwendolyn was stubborn, she felt she was only seeking trouble if she went against Patrick.
Then, she let go of her grip obediently and giggled at him.
“Where are you taking me?”
Patrick didn't say a word and dragged her away.
“Hey! Say something! I still have to accompany Lucy.”
“She has no time for you now.”
Gwendolyn was dragged to the elevator and then into the car.
After getting in, Patrick said to the driver, “Take us home.”
The driver hurriedly replied, “Yes, Mr. Lowen.”
Gwendolyn glared at Patrick. “Patrick, what are you trying to do to me at your place? Aren't you afraid
your fiancée will be mad?”
A certain somebody was in a fit of anger. Since he doesn't believe me, I just have to do the same to
him so that he knows how it feels when someone doesn't trust him.
Without uttering a word, Patrick leaned against his seat and softly tapped the armrest with his slender
fingers.
Gwendolyn grew angrier when the man didn't respond to her.
“Patrick, I am not going to your place. I want to spend time with Lucy.”
Is he deaf? It's so difficult to get along with this *ss. He would treat me like a queen and agree to
everything I asked when he had feelings for me and cared about me back then. Now that he's doubting
me, he starts to give me the cold treatment.
Right then, Gwendolyn's phone rang. When she saw it was Zayden calling, she raised her brows to
look at the man beside her, who sat like a statue.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRight then, Gwendolyn's phone rang. When she saw it was Zayden calling, she raised her brows to
look at the man beside her, who sat like a statue.
Then, softening her voice deliberately, she muttered, “Zayden...”
Upon hearing her sudden change in tone, Patrick looked over. His expression was full of shock.
Naturally, Gwendolyn sensed his gaze on her. It was her intention to make him anxious.
“Gwen, aren't you coming over today?”
Looking at the dishes for dinner on the table, Zayden sounded a little angry when he noticed she hadn't
returned until now.
Gwendolyn explained, “Melanie is having surgery today, so I am keeping her and Lucy company at the
hospital. I am not heading over. Be good and eat your food.”
Patrick was instantly annoyed when he heard her coaxing Zayden tenderly and flatteringly.
He then snatched the phone from her. “You don't have to wait for her. She is spending time with me
tonight.”
After saying that, he hung up. When Gwendolyn got her phone back, she noticed that he had ended
the call and switched off her phone.
Clenching her phone, Gwendolyn scolded, “Patrick, stop ruining things for me.”
It wasn't easy to convince Zayden to receive treatment. If I irritate him, he will surely refuse to continue
with it.
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