Chapter 607


    Chapter 607 They Are All The Same


    Gwendolyn''s heart tightened, her chest aching.


    He blocked me? Wasn''t he the one who said I wouldn''t be able to get rid of him?


    Leaning against the marble sink, Gwendolyn lowered her head, her emotions in turmoil.


    She took a deep breath. When she lifted her head, she wasposed again.


    “Gwendolyn, forget about him! If you keep wavering like this, you''ll only end up hurting three people.”


    Turning on the tap, she sshed her face with cold water, attempting to clear her mind.


    She could no longer do something as rash as that anymore.


    She was going to marry Zayden, and it was time for her to sever all ties with Patrickpletely. It


    pained her, but it was not her destiny to be with him.


    Exiting the bathroom, Gwendolyn then had her breakfast before chatting with Michael for a brief while


    before preparing to depart.


    “Grandpa, I''m leaving. I won''t have time toe tomorrow, but Zayden and I wille to see you


    tomorrow night.”


    Michael smiled. “No need. You and Zayden take care of yourselves. Remember what I said, all right?


    Stay away from Patrick.”


    After that, Gwendolyn left the ward, feeling gloomy and lost.


    It felt as if her grandfather was telling her hisst words, and yet, he was warning her to keep her


    distance from Patrick. She could not fathom why.


    Gwendolyn made her way toward the elevator. When the doors opened, Lucy appeared.


    Lucy was dressed in a ck crop top dress. She looked wondrous—tall, fair, and stunning.


    In fact, Gwendolyn could not recognize her at the start. It was only when Lucy called out to her did she


    realize it was Lucy who was stepping out of the elevator.


    “Gwen.”


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    Gwendolyn''s eyes widened.


    “Luce, is that you?”


    Wow, she''s so pretty now. She looks like an entirely different person. It seems like she has recovered


    once Mnie''s cured of her illness and was discharged from the hospital.


    Lucy nodded. “I went to your ce, but they said you were here, so I came over instead. How''s your


    grandpa?”


    Gwendolyn shook her head. “He''s not doing well.”


    At first, Lucy contemted visiting Michael. However, when she realized that Michael did not recognize


    her, she opted not to.


    Linking arms with Gwendolyn, they then left the hospital together.


    Lucy drove. When the sun shone through the window, it made her curls seem lighter. It enhanced her


    attractiveness.


    Every now and then, she would nce at Gwendolyn. She asked, “What''s going on, Gwen? Are you


    really going to marry Zayden?”


    Gwendolyn used to have no boyfriend as she was too preupied with earning a living.


    However, she now had two wonderful men to pick from. The truth was, selecting either one of them as


    her husband would promise a lifetime of happiness.


    Still, as Gwendolyn''s best friend, she wished that Gwendolyn would marry out of love.


    Hearing that, Gwendolyn rested her chin on her hand, a hint of sorrow on her sweet face.


    “I''m getting married soon, so what''s the point of talking about this?”


    It felt as if she never had the power to choose, and now, she had even lesser right to do so.


    Her grandfather was sick, and Zayden was blind. She could not neglect either of them; she could not


    prioritize her own happiness.


    Lucy sighed. “I know you''re not ungrateful, but if the one you love is Patrick, then be braver. I don''t wish


    to see you regret your decision. Marriage is a lifelongmitment.”


    Gwendolyn lowered her gaze, feeling overwhelmed.


    However, Patrick had made his stance clear by blocking her.


    With a scoff, she said, “What about you, Lucy? Will you choose Lucas or Einar?”


    In the next second, the sounds of brakes screeching traveled into Gwendolyn''s ears. If not for her


    seatbelt, Gwendolyn was sure that her head would have hit the windshield.


    Then, Lucy continued driving as she let out a sigh.


    “You''re right, Gwen. My own life is a chaotic mess, and here I am, attempting to give you advice. It''s


    quiteical, isn''t it?”


    At that moment, she could put herself in Gwendolyn''s shoes. If she had a choice, she would not have


    ended up in this way either.


    Shaking her head, Lucy then said, “All right, I guess I won''t try to change your mind anymore. Let''s just


    enjoy our day today. Sounds good?”


    Gwendolyn agreed, “Yes, let''s just be girls today—not a woman nor a mother.”