Perfect CEO

Chapter 33

Gwendolyn gritted her teeth and calmed herself down. Then she began to clean up Patrick's room.

She put the books on the desk back onto the bookshelf and the magazines on the floor back into the magazine rack.

Next, she made his bed and hung all the cleaned laundry in the walk-in closet.

Later on, the room became spotless. Seeing the minimalist room become clean and tidy, she thought the room looked even colder now than before.

After having a cry, she felt her entire body was more relaxed now. There's indeed no use being too tense. Sometimes, it's good to cry it out.

Then, Gwendolyn went downstairs. She thought he was in the living room, but he was not there.

Also, he had only taken a few sips of the hangover remedy. Seeing that, she brought the bowl into the kitchen, washed it, and put it back in the cupboard.

She was a principled woman. Since she had signed the IOU, then she would definitely pay back her debt.

Before leaving, she sent him a message: Mr. Lowen, I've tidied up the room. I'll come over at six o'clock tomorrow night to make dinner.

Meanwhile, Patrick was smoking a cigarette on the rooftop while enjoying the cool breeze.

He watched her get into the silver Fiat and drive away slowly from the yard, Only after the gate closed did he regain his senses and raised a hand to his lips.

He could still feel the sweet taste of her in his mouth. Moreover, he seemed to be addicted to her sweetness now.

His eyes darkened slightly, and his expression became even colder after he took a long drag of the cigarette and exhaled the smoke.

The next day was a Saturday, so the three children did not have to go to school.

Thus, Gwendolyn took them to the hospital with her. Camille brought a lunchbox with her, as she had prepared some nutritious food for Lucy and Melanie. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

When they arrived at the hospital, Gwendolyn was carrying fruits and milk while the three children were all holding small gifts they wanted to give to Melanie.

Juliette asked, “When is Melanie coming back to class? She used to be my best friend!”

Melanie used to be in the same kindergarten with them and was even in the same class as Juliette when they were in the lower grades. They were so close to each other that even though they went to school together every day, they still had to talk on the phone after school.

Justin responded, “Melanie's sick. So, she'll come back to school when she's recovered.”

Julian nodded slightly. “You can give her the doll later. She'll feel as if you're accompanying her in the hospital.”

Juliette's big eyes flickered. Even though she knew Melanie was sick, she did not understand why Melanie had to stay in the hospital for so long.

Juliette had fallen ill before. However, she had only stayed in the hospital for a few days at most, while Melanie seemed to have been in the hospital for two years.

When they arrived at the ward, Melanie smiled happily when saw the three children.

Gwendolyn put the fruits and milk on the table as Lucy got up and took the lunchbox from Camille.

“Ms. Ziegler, thank you for making us delicious food every time you come.”

Camille smiled upon hearing those words. “Don't mention it. You and Gwen are good friends, after all. How is Melanie?”

Hearing Camille's words, Lucy sighed as she looked at Melanie, who was happy to be surrounded by the three children.

“Still waiting for the bone marrow. The surgery can be done as soon as there is a match.”

Camille nodded. “I'll go feed Melanie some soup. She's just too thin, and this soup is very nourishing.”

With that, Camille joined the three children by Melanie's side and fed Melanie the soup.

Then, Gwendolyn and Lucy went to the rest area with the lunchbox. Lucy started to eat while Gwendolyn, who was sitting opposite her, held a cup of hot water in her hand.

Looking at the parents in the hospital, Gwendolyn shook her head helplessly. The greatest blessing in life is that one's whole family is healthy. Every time I come here and see these scenes, I just feel so upset. I wish nobody ever gets sick in this world.

Suddenly, the incident that happened last night flashed through her mind. She had almost slept with Patrick yesterday. He was so tall and muscular that she could neither push nor resist him.

With such long limbs, the moment he pressed down on her, she could only let him get his way.

Hence, she asked Lucy, “Luce, I want to buy some self-defense tools. Do you know which ones are the most useful?”