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Upon hearing that, Gwendolyn was taken aback. I was just sleeping next to him. We weren't sleeping together in that sense of the word!

“Old Mrs. Lowen, we did nothing last night except for sleeping. I won't ask for anything from you,” said Gwendolyn.

Now, she was afraid of even seeing Patrick. In no way did she want him to be responsible for her.

She retracted her hands and added, “Old Mrs. Lowen, I need to go now. I still have three hungry kids waiting for me at home. They must be crying for me.”

Feeling desperate to go home, Gwendolyn was so nervous that she did not even know what she was saying anymore.

I must leave before Patrick gets here. Otherwise, he would ask me to pay for another medical bill again. Furthermore, I slept on top of his arms the whole night. His arms must be dead by now. And what about his nosebleed? I can't believe I just punched him! Ah! I better run for my life now before he asks for money again.

With that in mind, Gwendolyn sprinted away, leaving Alice in puzzlement.

“She has kids? That's too bad,” Alice mumbled as she watched Gwendolyn leaving.

Just then, Patrick came down the stairs. He was clad casually in a dark grey sweater and trousers of the same color, and his hair, which was usually slicked back, was falling over his forehead.

stoic appearance, Patrick appeared to

him and asked, “Pat, is Gwen

had helped Patrick sleep with a married

saw Gwendolyn run away just now. He pursed his lips before putting his arm around Alice's

three kids

words, Alice appeared

flashed across Patrick's eyes as

“Do you

knew Gwendolyn was a kind and righteous woman and believed women like her were

eyes darkened.

he was not sure about his feelings toward Gwendolyn yet. However, he simply felt an indescribable sense of

hall. As soon as they sat down, the housekeeper

Judging from his countenance, she believed her

a few friends of mine nearly fell for their scam.