Chapter 443


    After analyzing the situation in her mind calmly, Gwendolyn hopped off the bed. Then she grabbed the


    vase next to her and turned on the lights.


    “Who are you?” she demanded while gripping the vase, preparing to hurl it at the intruder anytime.


    The man on the bed moved slightly. As the lights were blinding, he shielded his eyes with his hand and


    replied, “It''s me.”


    Gwendolyn froze for a second when she heard his deep and sleepy voice. Why does he sound so


    much like Patrick? Am I hallucinating?


    “Who are you?” she asked again.


    The woman was convinced that her ears were ying tricks on her, as it was impossible for Patrick to


    be there.


    By then, Patrick waspletely awake. When he saw Gwendolyn hugging the vase and was ready to


    attack, he let out a chuckle.


    At least she is smart enough to arm herself with a weapon. This shows that she knows how to protect


    herself.


    The man sat up and looked at Gwendolyn.


    With a smile on his perfectly sculpted face, he said, “Do you know who I am now?”


    Gwendolyn visibly rxed after making sure that it was not some other strange man.


    Phew.


    She didn''t know how she would have reacted otherwise. What was certain was that she would not let


    the matter slide and would make the hotel pay for it.


    Gwendolyn ced the vase back on the table. Suddenly, her eyes widened.


    “Patrick, why are you in my room?”


    The man was dressed in his pajamas. Gwendolyn could not help but wonder if he had a special power


    that allowed him to teleport himself to her room in the middle of his sleep.


    They were currently in Willowbank, not Avenport.


    How can someone who''s supposed to be a thousand miles away suddenly appear here? Gwendolyn


    rubbed her eyes a few times and stared at Patrick suspiciously, wondering if there was something


    wrong with him.


    Patrick was rendered speechless by the woman''sck of intelligence.


    Running his fingers through his hair, he replied, “I''m here on a business trip. I heard from Grandma that


    you''re here, so I told the hotel reception that you''re my wife and showed them our photo. That''s how I


    got the key.”


    He had wanted to give Gwendolyn a surprise, but she was already sleeping soundly when he entered


    the room earlier.


    As he could not bear to wake her up, he decided to wash up and go straight to bed, settling for just


    hugging her through the night.


    Gwendolyn heaved a sigh of relief before jumping onto the bed. She wrapped her arms around and bit


    Patrick''s neck.


    “Ow... Gwendolyn, are you a dog?”


    It was so painful that, for a moment, Patrick thought that the woman had gone mad.


    After Gwendolyn had her fill of punishing Patrick, she looked up with a frown on her face.


    “Patrick, you gave me such a scare! I thought a stranger entered the wrong room and that I was


    sharing a bed with another man!”


    She shuddered at the thought of that.


    “That will never happen, silly,” Patrick replied while pinching Gwendolyn''s cheeks affectionately.


    After saying that, he shifted his gaze to her luscious lips and inched closer to her, wanting to kiss her.


    Gwendolyn dodged his lips as she suddenly remembered what had happened the previous night.


    The man''s eyes burned with desire as he said, “Gwen, I want you now.”


    Everything had been set up for him perfectly, and he did not want to miss out on such a great


    opportunity.


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    Gwendolyn pouted and let go of Patrick before copsing onto the bed.


    Turning her back toward him, she said grumpily, “Didn''t Felicia satisfy you enoughst night? I find you


    dirty after what you did with her. Patrick, I don''t want you anymore.”


    The joy she had felt when she saw him earlier had entirely dissipated, and recing it was a hint of


    jealousy.


    Patrick was baffled. How could I have done anything with Felicia given the state I was in?


    This girl is too good at imagining things.


    Patrick reached out to touch Gwendolyn''s head, which was covered with gauze, and asked, “How did


    this happen?”


    Only then did Gwendolyn remember that she was injured. She had almost forgotten about it, as she


    had worn a hat in the morning and a headband at the evening banquet to hide the ugly gauze on her


    head.


    After the man brought it up, she started to feel the pain from her wound.