Chapter 733


    Chapter 733 Sleep With Me


    Gwendolyn didn''t want to trouble him, so she said that to dissipate the awkward atmosphere.


    Patrick gripped his phone tightly when he heard that. This woman is heartless. Even though she


    doesn''t know I''m Juliette''s father and sees me as an outsider, I''ve been looking after Juliette for such a


    long time. How could she chase me away?


    Patrick''s constant stare made Gwendolyn feel ufortable.


    Hence, she tried to recall something. Before I came here, I deliberately put on a loose coat and long


    sleeves to conceal the injuries on my body. He can''t possibly see them.


    Thinking that she had something on her face, she held her hand over her face and asked, “D-Do I have


    something on my face?”


    Evidently, his gaze was scaring her.


    Patrick shed a cold smile and replied, “It''ste, Ms. Ashton. Are you chasing me away? What if I fall


    asleep on the wheels and get into an ident? If that happens, are you willing to shoulder the me?”


    Gwendolyn froze momentarily. Doesn''t he have a driver?


    “Considering the time, do you think my driver is still waiting for me downstairs?” he asked.


    Gwendolyn was startled. Can he read my mind or something?


    She no longer dared to let her thoughts run wild. Thus, she said, “Mr. Lowen, don''t you have a private


    room in the hospital? Why don''t you rest there? I already feel bad enough for putting you through so


    much trouble.”


    With that, she wanted to grab Juliette. However, Patrick grabbed her arm and said coldly, “You''ll wake


    her up.”


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    He was holding onto her injury, and Gwendolyn inhaled sharply due to the pain. She had to bite her


    lower lip to prevent herself from making a noise.


    Although Gwendolyn did well to conceal it, Patrick saw right through her expression.


    After all, he knew her like the back of his hand.


    Patrick gently ced Juliette on the bed, but as soon as he did that, Juliette woke up.


    “Mommy...” Juliette murmured in a hoarse and teary voice.


    Patrick patted her lightly andforted her, saying, “Don''t be scared. Your mommy''s here.”


    Juliette felt a lot more at ease when she saw Gwendolyn.


    “Mommy, I feel horrible!” Juliette grumbled.


    When Julietteined about how she felt, Gwendolyn sat by the bed and uttered, “Sweetheart,


    calm down. The doctor says you''re okay.”


    With that, Gwendolyn touched Juliette''s forehead and noticed thetter''s temperature had dropped.


    “Sleep a while more, Sweetheart. You''ll recover by tomorrow,” Gwendolyn reassured her daughter


    affectionately.


    When Gwendolyn did that, she appeared warm and loving.


    As the scene unfolded before him, Patrick''s gaze was filled with a sense of warmth. As expected, she''s


    the warmest and most tender in front of the kids.


    Suddenly, Juliette uttered, “Mommy, get into the bed and sleep with me.”


    “Sure!” Gwendolyn nodded, removed her shoes, and climbed into the bed endearingly.


    When Patrick saw that, he couldn''t help recalling how she was when she was in bed with him. She


    would flip over and let me have rough sex with her. At times, she would get scared and beg me to go


    slower.


    Patrick''s eyes became darker when he thought of that. We were in an intimate rtionship, but she


    ended up marrying another man behind my back.


    With that in mind, he clenched his fists and was about to leave.


    Moments prior, she tried chasing him away, and that ended up hurting his pride. Hence, he decided to


    leave there and then.


    The moment he wanted to walk off, Juliette''s sweet voice rang out.


    “Don''t go, Mr. Lowen. Would you also sleep with me?” Juliette asked.


    The IV drip attached to the back of her palm was hurting, so she wanted Patrick to keep herpany


    and ease her pain.


    Those words stunned Gwendolyn and Patrick.


    In response, Gwendolyn pursed her lips and held Juliette tightly under the nket to get thetter to


    stop talking.


    Juliette didn''t know what was going on, so she grumbled, “Mommy, why are you squeezing me? You''re


    hurting me!”


    Juliette was on the verge of crying when she said that.


    Frustrated, Gwendolyn responded, “I wasn''t squeezing you.”


    In the next moment, Patrick sat on the bed and said, “All right. I''ll sleep with you.”