Chapter 323


    As his voice was muffled, Gwendolyn could not hear him clearly.


    Nevertheless, she would believe anythinging from him.


    “Patrick, actually, I don''t need anything. I only want to stay with you.”


    That was her honest thought. She merely wanted to be with him.


    Patrick lowered his head and nted a kiss on her forehead.


    The car parked in front of Patrick''s house. Three little fes got down from the car in front and


    approached the car in behind.


    Justin knocked on the window, causing Gwendolyn to straighten her back instantly. Only then did she


    wind down the window.


    Her three sweethearts had attended the annual dinner too, and they had even won the handsome


    prizes from the lucky draw. Justin and Julian had each won aptop, and it was their favorite model.


    The two were beside themselves with joy. Juliette had won a card that allowed her to spend freely in


    any mall under Lowen Group.


    Gwendolyn found it amazingly fortuitous. All three of her children had gotten the prize they fancied. At


    some point, she even suspected that Patrick had pulled strings discreetly to predetermine the results.


    Nheless, when she recalled that some of her colleagues had also won their desired prizes


    respectively, she immediately brushed off the idea and reckoned that Patrick would not tamper with the


    results.


    “Mommy, you''re home. You can get down the car now.”


    Juliette giggled. “Mr. Lowen, thank you for the present. We love it! I''ll work at yourpany when I


    grow up.”


    It was a wonderfulpany in her eyes. They had never taken part in an annual dinner held by


    Gwendolyn''s employer in the past.


    This time, they decided to, and it felt just like a ball organized by a prince.


    When they were relishing the meal, the performances on the stage were entrancing. Plus, all the


    dishes served were scrumptious.


    Patrick smiled tenderly. “You''re wee to work here when you grow up.”


    Justin and Julian stared at their sister coldly, as if they were insinuating that she had no pride.


    Juliette, however, was not at all bothered. “Mommy, it''s fine if you don''t want toe home. We''ll head


    to bed ourselves.”


    With that, she held both her brothers'' hands and prepared to enter their house.


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    However, Justin did not move an inch, whereas Julian narrowed his eyes while smirking mysteriously.


    “Mommy, it''s toote. You shoulde back home.”


    If it were in the past, Gwendolyn would have hopped down from the car and returned home with them.


    However, she decided against it that night. Patrick had drunk a lot, so she wanted to make a hangover


    remedy for him.


    She pursed her lips before bringing herself to request, “Mr. Derner, please take all three of them to


    house number seven.”


    Liam stood beside the three as he was taking the same car with them. He replied, “Sure, Ms. Ashton.”


    He then cast a smile at the three children. “Sweethearts, I''ll escort you guys back. Your mommy still


    has some work to do. Let''s not disturb her!”


    Juliette nodded. “Okay. Mommy, concentrate on your work.”


    Justin and Julian could see how adamant their mother was. Hence, they gave in and returned home


    with Liam and their sister.


    Patrick held her hand tightly and said in a sonorous voice, “Drive us to the house.”


    He was moved by the fact that she rejected her sons for the first time because of him.


    Albeit Gwendolyn was feeling guilty for what she had done, she could not leave Patrick alone. She had


    to let down her sons for the time being and could only make it up to them after that.


    On the next day, Gwendolyn woke up in Patrick''s arms.


    She reached out her slender finger to caress his face, starting from his brows downward until it reached


    his bewitching lips.


    Patrick suddenly opened his mouth and confined her finger. Startled, she tried to withdraw her finger


    but to no avail, as the man was unwilling to let her go. He even started licking her finger.


    She could not stand the itchiness. “Patrick, stop that.”


    Patrick merely curved his lips into a mischievous grin.


    “I want to do it again.”


    The previous night, the man had asked her to help him in releasing his pent-up desire while he was in a


    drunken state. He had had her pleasure him in various ways, including what he had demonstrated a


    moment ago.


    It made Gwendolyn''s cheeks flush red.


    She quickly took out her finger when he was speaking.


    However, Patrick rolled over and pinned her under his body, scrutinizing her affectionately from head to


    toes. In response, she raised her hand and hit him.


    “Stop messing around. It''s broad daylight now.”