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Upon hearing Patrick's words, the woman was relieved.
“All right. Thank you, Mr. Lowen.”
Patrick raised his eyebrows. That's mainly because I couldn't control myself well last night and took a little longer. Of course, I
have to heal the injuries caused by me.
Narrowing his eyes, he smiled. “You're welcome. It's no big deal.”
Gwendolyn sensed that something was off. The man sitting across from her was smirking with a mischievous expression on his
face.
She rolled her eyes and continued to brood. Everything was normal yesterday. We did nothing out of line. Forget it. He's not a
nice person, anyway.
Gwendolyn then happily ate her breakfast. The man sitting across from her looked at her in a good mood, especially since they
had intimate moments.
His feelings for her seemed different from before. As if she had become his exclusive item, his possessiveness became stronger.
He put a fried egg and some other food on her plate.
“Do eat more.”
Although she's well-developed, I have to fatten her up a bit. I'm afraid her little body can't withstand me.
After all, he had not done this for years and was thrilled with it.
Gwendolyn looked at him again with a hint of confusion. Her long eyelashes flashed like the sunflowers, and it was very
tempting.

Patrick frowned slightly.
Dang it. How can I have feelings just by staring at her face?
Raising his cup, he sipped his coffee to regain his composure.
After having breakfast, Gwendolyn felt satisfied. It's true that people can't remain hungry because it's like the end of the world.
Getting to her feet, she started cleaning up, but Patrick said, “Let's go. We're going to be late for work. Just have Lillian clear the
dishes.”
Gwendolyn withdrew her hand. For the first time, she felt Patrick was not that bad, for he did not ask her to wash the dishes
before going to the company.
Hastily, she followed him.
Getting in the car, she frowned.
When she walked, she felt pain in her chest area.
Noticing her behavior, he asked, “What's wrong?”
Gwendolyn did not hide from him. “It's the allergies. It really hurts when I walk.”
She raised her hands and tugged at her clothes to keep them from touching her skin.
Patrick's expression changed. I made her suffer.
Hence, he pulled out his phone and sent Kevin a message: Do you have a dermatologist you trust there?
It took a while before Kevin got back to him.

Kevin: Yeah. We have various departments in our hospital, and you know that.
Of course, Patrick knew that, but he wanted a doctor with outstanding medical skills who could keep a secret.
Patrick: Send a female doctor you trust to my company.
Kevin: Okay. How did it go last night? Do you want me to write you a prescription? Hahaha!
They still could not move on from this matter. Patrick could imagine how devilishly Kevin laughed upon reading the latter's text.
Patrick: Get lost!
After he sent the message, he put the phone away, not wanting to say anything more to Kevin.
Gwendolyn sat quietly by his side and waited until he put the phone away. Then, she uttered in a soft tone, “Mr. Lowen, last night
Mr. Gomez said he'd agree to donate bone marrow to my friend's daughter if I finished that bottle of wine. Could you testify to
that for me? You saw me finish the bottle.”