Chapter 342


    “Patrick...”


    Gwendolyn started sobbing hysterically, terrified that he would die.


    If it weren''t because he wanted to save me, he wouldn''t have gotten hurt. It''s my fault for being such an


    idiot! I didn''t move quickly enough because I got my leg injured.


    After that, Patrick fell unconscious again. The ambnce soon arrived and brought him to the nearest


    hospital, which happened to be one of the hospitals run by Kevin''s family.


    Once Patrick had been wheeled into the operating room, Kevin hurried over to Gwendolyn in a white


    coat.


    He saw that she was crying pitifully, then nced at her leg.


    Bending down, he picked her up in his arms and said, “Pat''s operation will take more than two hours. I''ll


    carry you to get your leg bandaged first.”


    Gwendolyn slowly raised her head when she heard his voice.


    “Kevin, Patrick... He''s not going to die, right? I don''t want him to die!” she wailed in an almost frenzied


    state, both hands clutching tightly at Kevin''s cor.


    Kevin furrowed his brows slightly. “He''ll be fine. We have the best neurosurgeons here, so don''t worry.


    We need to tend to your leg before it gets worse.”


    That brat is hardy, so I''m sure he''ll pull through. But if something happens to his woman, he''ll be out for


    my blood.


    Gwendolyn calmed down a little after hearing his reassurances, but she quickly started fretting again.


    “Is he really going to be all right? It''s all my fault. I be such an idiot when I''m in a panic, so much


    so that it didn''t ur to me that I could protect myself! It''s my fault!” she wailed, letting out heart-


    wrenching sobs.


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    Kevin felt at a loss for what to do. It looks like I''ll have to sedate her. If she goes on like this, she might


    have a mental breakdown.


    He carried her into a small operating room, then administered a sedative afterying her on the


    operating table. Soon, she was out for the count.


    Since he still had to remove the bullet, he decided it was better for her to be sedated.


    By the time Gwendolyn woke up, three hours had already passed. She sat up abruptly, and Lucy


    sprang to her feet.


    “Are you okay, Gwen?”


    Lucy looked like she had been crying nonstop with her reddened eyes. She had also been distressed


    after seeing Gwendolyn in that state.


    After her eyes had adjusted to the light, Gwendolyn looked around and realized she was in a hospital


    ward. That was when she knew everything she remembered was real. We got ambushed, and Patrick''s


    head was wounded!


    “Where''s Patrick? Where is he?”


    Seeing Gwendolyn so frantic, Lucy knew it was because she was sick with worry. Lucy had heard from


    Lucas that Patrick had gotten hurt while protecting Gwendolyn.


    “Gwen, everything''s fine. He''s resting in the ward next door. He won''t be up for a while. He''ll only wake


    up tomorrow.”


    Gwendolyn tried to get down from the bed, but she gasped at the sharp pain that shot through her leg


    when she moved.


    “Ouch...” she hissed.


    Hurrying to help her, Lucy said, “Don''t panic. You can go over in a wheelchair.”


    Lucy went to get a nurse, and they both helped Gwendolyn into a wheelchair. Then, she pushed


    Gwendolyn to the ward next door.


    Kevin had not dared to inform Gwendolyn''s family about what happened for fear of rming the


    triplets.


    Of course, he had not dared to inform Patrick''s family either.


    John was standing guard inside the ward. He was the leader of Patrick''s bodyguards and the most


    loyal of Patrick''s men.


    When he saw the twodies enter the ward, he rose to his feet and nodded slightly at Gwendolyn.


    “Ms. Ashton.”


    Patrick''s men all knew Gwendolyn. They were aware of how important she was to Patrick, and they


    had to protect her as well.


    But for New Year this year, all of us were on holiday, and there was no one with Mr. Lowen. Given Mr.


    Lowen''s capabilities, we were sure nothing untoward would happen. After all, there had been many


    other assassination attempts previously. But even with dozens of men surrounding him and trying to


    attack him, Mr. Lowen had always been able to escape unscathed. What happened this time was


    unexpected indeed.


    John was full of regret. I shouldn''t have gone home. I should''ve stayed by Mr. Lowen''s side to protect


    him.


    Gwendolyn gave a slight nod in response, then turned her swollen eyes impatiently toward the hospital


    bed.


    She was frightened by the sight that greeted her. There was an oxygen mask over Patrick''s face and


    various machines next to the bed. His head was bandaged in gauze, and his eyes were tightly closed.


    She pressed the buttons on the wheelchair and maneuvered it over to the side of the hospital bed.


    Reaching out to hold Patrick''s hand, she saw a medical device clipped onto his finger.