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Chapter 658 Rehabilitation
Zayden narrowed his eyes. “A little, but I'm still sober.”
His voice was low and deep, and it seemed to sound more hoarse than usual.
Gwendolyn got out of bed. “I'll run a bath for you.”
Zayden suddenly smiled. “Gwen, you're always nice to me, but why won't you sleep with me?” He
approached her. “Are you still thinking about Patrick?”
Gwendolyn averted her eyes and remained silent.
Zayden sneered, “Do you think I want to sleep with you? I won't ever let you go, but you'll only live like
a widow here.”
He took a step back, turned around, and left the bedroom.
Only then did Gwendolyn relax. He had not spent the night in her room since they got married.
Both of them were at fault.
She thought that being married meant that she could be there to take care of him.
But in a real marriage, there must be love, sex, and intimacy.
She had never thought about those things before. She did not know that she had to face them until
after she got married. Hence, she refused to get intimate with Zayden, and that was why Zayden
became like that.
The two of them went from being good friends to being hostile now.
Everything was wrong.
Gwendolyn had slowly accepted the reality. Although her sons had reminded her before going to bed
that she could live for herself and chase after her happiness without worrying about anything, she
wondered if she still had the right to do so.
She let out a sigh. She would not cry anymore. She used to love to cry when she encountered troubles.
But now, the sadder she was, the harder it was for her to cry.
It was mainly because she did not have the right to and she had lost hope. She was too embarrassed
to cry and could only suffer in silence.
The next day, Gwendolyn got up and went to work as usual.
When she went downstairs, the three children, who were leaving, waved at her at the door.
“Bye, Mommy!”
Gwendolyn replied, “Be good at school!”
She went to the dining room and saw that Zayden had not left. He was sitting at the head of the table,
having breakfast.
He looked up at Gwendolyn as she walked in.
“What happened last night? Didn't you mean to take the three of them to celebrate Grandpa's birthday?
Why didn't you go in the end?”
He seemed to have lost his memory, but Gwendolyn was already used to it.
He had always been like that. He would forget everything he had said and done, but it would still occur
repeatedly, such as hitting her.
After hitting her, he would ask how she got hurt when he saw the injuries on her body.
Gwendolyn was speechless at the time and did not say anything.
But after a few days, he would beat her again.
She could no longer tell Zayden's true colors anymore.
After sitting down, she ate her breakfast quietly.
Zayden instructed, “Ms. Ziegler, pour Gwen a glass of milk.”
There was coffee in front of Gwendolyn. She had the habit of drinking coffee every morning.
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She glanced at him and said, “It's okay. I've got coffee.”
“It's better to drink milk in the morning.”
Gwendolyn said nothing anymore as she lowered her head and continue eating her breakfast.
After breakfast, the two of them left the house in their own cars. Gwendolyn glanced at the thermos on
the passenger seat and smiled to herself.
She wanted to visit Michael before going to work. It was something she had to do every day.
When she arrived at the hospital, she went into the elevator with the thermos. The door of the elevator
opened on the sixth floor, and someone walked out of the elevator.
Gwendolyn glanced outside casually and widened her eyes slightly in shock as she seemed to have
seen Patrick in a wheelchair.
When the elevator door was about to close, she quickly reached out and pressed the open button. She
walked out and found herself on the floor for rehabilitation.
She looked around.
Did I see it wrongly just now? It's impossible for Patrick to be in a wheelchair, let alone undergo
rehabilitation here.
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