Chapter 114


    ording to the agreement, Patrick and Felicia were not allowed to reveal their fake marriage to


    anyone else, so they had to abide by the regtion.


    Therefore, Patrick was not able to exin his circumstances to Gwendolyn directly. He could only hope


    that she would have faith in him.


    Gwendolyn nced at him. “Your grandpa is very fond of Felicia, am I right?”


    She had heard him mention it was his grandfather''s wish for him to marry Felicia.


    Patrick hummed in reply. He could not fathom his grandfather''s insistence as well because their


    families had seldom interacted.


    The only possibility he could think of was that his grandfather was close with a member of the older


    generation from the Ashton family.


    The two of them stayed quiet for the rest of the journey back to Star Mansion.


    Upon arriving home, Gwendolyn went into the kitchen to prepare some mulled wine while Patrick went


    upstairs to take a bath. A whileter, he returned downstairs after changing into his sleeping robe.


    He sat on the couch and switched on the television, but he was not paying attention to the show.


    Instead, Patrick constantly stole nces in the kitchen''s direction. After some time, he stood up and


    headed into the kitchen.


    Gwendolyn was making mulled wine on the counter. The drink was beneficial for general health.


    She did not know how to cook in the past, but she had been learning a few recipes from Camilletely.


    After all, Gwendolyn was grateful to Patrick for offering her such a wonderful job. She could now afford


    to raise her children without working four to five jobs simultaneously.


    She was no longer rushing here and there every day. Now she even had the time to attend a birthday


    party. other than that, she could also indulge in the spectacr night scenery on her way back.


    It had been so many years since she had the time to take in the scenery. Gwendolyn had been so busy


    surviving that she did not have the time to even take a break and appreciate the vast, beautiful sky.


    Patrick inched closer to her and hugged her around the waist from behind. Then he rested his head on


    her shoulder.


    Startled, the woman subconsciously wanted to flee, but he held her tight.


    “Teach me how to make this.”


    Patrick''s demand was merely a pretense for him to stay close to Gwendolyn. He felt contented holding


    her in his arms while she prepared the mulled wine for him.


    “Let go of me, Mr. Lowen. I cannot stir the drink properly with you like this.”


    In fact, the preparation of the mulled wine did not require any stirring. She was merely looking for a


    reason for him to stop touching her.


    Patrick chuckled upon hearing her trembling voice. Letting go of her, he asked, “Are you afraid of me?”


    He stood next to her and gazed into her eyes, waiting for her response.


    Gwendolyn turned the stove to a lower temperature before shaking her head.


    “That''s not it. You may not know this, Mr. Lowen, but I despise mistresses, so I don''t wish for myself to


    turn into the kind of person I hate the most. Therefore, I hope you don''t make things difficult for me.”


    Although she would be able to let Felicia have a taste of the agony her mother had experienced in the


    past if she won over Patrick''s favor, Gwendolyn knew she did not have what it took to achieve that.


    After all, she was a human, unlike Felicia and Candace, whose personalities resembled heartless


    creatures.


    Patrick understood Gwendolyn''s feelings. His fake rtionship with Felicia bothered her because she


    would not be able to dere their love to the public without being identified as a mistress.


    “Are you done?” he suddenly questioned her coldly.


    Gwendolyn realized she liked Patrick better when he was indifferent.


    “It''s almost ready. Where do you wish to have your mulled wine, Mr. Lowen?”


    He pointed at the living room and stated assertively, “You''re apanying me to drink this in the living


    room.”


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    Initially, Gwendolyn had nned to leave right after she was done cooking the mulled wine. She had


    checked Patrick''s room and saw that the ce was clean and neat, so she did not have to tidy up the


    ce.


    Patrick returned to the living room wearing a poker face. Picking up his phone, he sent a message to


    the WhatsApp group named “Three Single Guys.”


    SingleGuyOne: Let''s hang out. Teach me how to win over a woman''s heart.


    SingleGuyTwo: Oh my. I can''t believe this group is finally active again after being quiet for so long.


    Kevin nudged Lucas sitting next to him after sending that message to the group. “Pat is looking for us.


    Check your WhatsApp.”


    SingleGuyThree: I''m an expert in that field. Come on, I''ll be your teacher.


    Lucas was not bluffing. He had indeed been in numerous rtionships with different women. Although


    he was a military man, he always found ways to pick up girls. Some of them even visited him at the


    military base.