Super CEO Daddy

“A few doctors even came to treat Juliette with a great attitude. They didn't make us run around doing different examinations
either. They just let Juliette sleep there as they did it. It saved a lot of time and effort,” Camille explained.
Gwendolyn touched Juliette's forehead. Her daughter still had the fever, but it wasn't scarily hot anymore.
She understood what had happened after listening to Camille's explanation.
A VIP ward wasn't something a normal person could ask for, and she didn't have that much money to let Juliette stay in one
either.
She then said, “Take Julian and Justin back first, Camille. It's too late. They need to rest.”
When she turned around, she saw her two sons talking to Patrick and giving him a high-five.
The last time he went to their place, the two boys gave him a bad attitude and even made him drunk. However, their attitude
toward him changed that day. It was probably because both of them could tell he was the reason their sister got the treatment
she needed quickly.
Camille greeted, “You're here too, Mr. Lowen.”
With him around, she could be more at ease. There's finally a man here. Now, there's no need to worry about visiting the hospital
during the night.
Patrick nodded. “The chauffeur is waiting downstairs, Camille. You all head back first. Once Juliette's drip is finished, I'll send
them back.”
She nodded with a smile. “All right. We'll take our leave now.”
Julian and Justin made an encouraging gesture for Gwendolyn to see. It confounded her greatly.
When Camille and the two boys left, the room became silent. Juliette had been sleeping soundly. There wasn't any sign of
distress in her expression.
Gwendolyn stared at Patrick and thanked him, “Thank you for helping out tonight, Mr. Lowen!”
He sat beside the bed and gently touched Juliette's cute cheek. “She gets sick often?”

She nodded. “When she was born, her weight was much lighter compared to her brothers'. She cries a lot, so it's hard to take
care of her. Ever since she was born, she would easily get sick. Her condition scared me half to death a couple of times. That's
why I always get very nervous when I hear that she's sick.”
“I see.” He smiled plainly. “What about the children's father?”
Even if they weren't together, he believed that the father should at leave give her child support. What kind of man makes a
woman raise three children by herself without giving her any help?
Gwendolyn shook her head. “They have no father.”
She didn't want to say much because she couldn't tell what was real and what was a dream during her pregnancy.
Even if she knew it was real at that moment, where was the man who impregnated her?
If the man wanted to take responsibility, he would've shown up by now. Therefore, there was no point in looking for the father.
She believed the father must've been a scumbag who took advantage of her, so he wouldn't take responsibility even if she found
him.
Besides, it was something done by Felicia and her mother. There was no way they would've arranged for a nice man to
impregnate her.
Patrick could tell she didn't want to mention the father, so he didn't ask further.
After a while, a doctor visited them and reported Juliette's condition to the two adults. It was indeed just the flu. So, two or three
days' worth of drips would be enough for the child to recover.
Once the doctor left, the room fell into silence once more.
Gwendolyn suddenly recalled the time. It was almost midnight already. When the drip finished, it would've been way past that.
She was too embarrassed to let him wait for them. “There's still three bottles of drips left, Mr. Lowen. You should return first!”
Her gaze was fixed on him. You're always so busy, after all. I can't pay you back any more money if you ask me to.
“No matter what happens in the future, you can come and find me if you need help. I'll be there.” Patrick stared at her tired face.
It's not easy being a mother.