Chapter 42
Initially, Gwendolyn did not want to put much effort into cooking.
However, she changed her mind after Patrick helped her fix the t tire. He looked so handsome when
he was helping me. No one would have guessed that the head of the most prominent family in
Avenport, the handsome, cool, and aloof man, Patrick Lowen, had just changed a t tire for me at the
roadside.
Feeling ttered, she decided to make a nice meal for him.
Thus, Gwendolyn had Camille in a video call as thetter taught her how to cook, step by step. In the
end, the meal took two hours to be prepared.
At half-past nine, all the dishes were served.
The man, who was wearing a ck bathrobe, threw the book in his hand aside before approaching the
dining table.
Gwendolyn pulled out his chair obediently. “Mr. Lowen, please sit.”
Although she had spent quite a long time cooking, all the dishes that she prepared smelled good. She
knew that he would definitely enjoy them.
Patrick snorted and questioned, “Gwendolyn, do you want me to starve to death?”
Gwendolyn nced at the time and was shocked.
Gosh! It''s nine thirty-five? No wonder I''m starving, too!
She quickly pushed all the dishes closer to him.
“Mr. Lowen, my car tire blew out today. It won''t happen again. I''ll make sure you get to eat on time from
tomorrow onward,” she promised, her expression filled with sincerity.
Patrick was staring at her. She''s so adorable. How can she be so cute? I feel like pinching her cheeks
now.
He could not stay mad at her for long after looking at her adorable face. Then, he picked up a piece of
pork ribs with his fork and ate it. This is delicious!
His expression finally turned better. He then pushed a car key across the table to her.
“I have a trashy car that I don''t want anymore, but it''s much better than yours. Drive this from now on.”
Gwendolyn took the car keys and noticed that it was for a Volvo.
Her eyes brightened as she stared at it. Is this a trashy car to him? What an absolute waste!
She smiled as she piled his te with dishes. “Here, Mr. Lowen. You should eat more.”
While Patrick was eating elegantly, Gwendolyn started digging in as well and ate double her usual
amount.
She figured she must have used up all her energy when she was changing the t tire. Otherwise, why
am I eating so much?
Patrick smirked as he looked at her eating joyfully. This woman is indeed born to be adorable.
After that, Gwendolyn served him a bowl of mushroom soup. She suddenly recalled the matter of the
gas fees.
“Mr. Lowen, you''ve lent me the car, but if you don''t pay for the gas, I can''t afford to drive the car.”
Her expression looked so sad that it was clear that she was trying to tell him how poor she was. I''m
here to pay my debt. How am I going to pay for the gas as well? If I had such money, I wouldn''t still be
working here to pay my debt.
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Seeing her eyes darting here and there as she spoke, Patrick was holding back hisughter.
However, he would not fall into her trap.
However, he knew that she would not drive the car if he did not pay for the gas. I''d better ept her
request for the sake of her safety.
“Sure. I''ll pay for the gas.”
Gwendolyn jumped up in delight. “Yes! Mr. Lowen, you''re such a kind person.”
Patrick took several sips of the soup. He was busy eating, so he ignored how she was boot-licking him.
After that, he stood up and ordered, “Clean up the kitchen. Don''t forget to clean up my bedroomter
as well.”
She cleaned the table happily while watching the man walk away.
Although she was not used to doing this type of work, it was definitely better than having Juliette
suffering here. She would just have to get used to doing the chores.
Just when Patrick arrived at the stairs, he heard the loud noise of tes and bowls shattering.
He dashed toward the kitchen inrge strides. Is she hurt?
Yet, he saw her standing in a daze while staring at the broken pieces on the floor. However, she did not
seem to be injured.
He said coldly, “I''ll add another two thousand to your debt.”