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Gwendolyn brought two bowls of mulled wine to the living room and placed one bowl in front of him. Then she sat on the carpet and drank her share while watching the television.

Coincidentally, the television was playing a variety show that featured her favorite male celebrity.

She felt delighted for being able to drink the mulled wine while watching her favorite idol at night.

Patrick placed his phone on the table to take a few sips of the mulled wine. The flavor suited his preference as the drink was not too sweet and had a refreshing taste.

He noticed Gwendolyn focusing on the television, completely disregarding his presence when he turned to look at her.

Because of that, he deliberately loosened his black bathrobe around his torso to reveal his sexy collarbones. Those guys on the television are not even as fit as me. She should be ogling at me instead.

However, to his frustration, Gwendolyn continued to ignore him as her eyes were fixated on the television screen. Hence, Patrick picked up the remote control and switched off the television.

Turning her head, the woman glared at him. “What are you doing? The show was about to get real interesting!”

A male dance crew was performing street dance on the variety show, and they were about to end their performance with a scene where the hunky dancers would rip off their shirts. Gwendolyn was eager to feast her eyes on that moment.

Glancing at the clock, Patrick uttered, “It's nine o'clock. The rule in my house is that all entertainments would have to cease after nine o'clock.”

Hearing that, Gwendolyn was rendered speechless.

his phone or watching the television? Thinking to herself, Gwendolyn took a sip of

living an elderly's lifestyle if that's

“I

for words. I feel small comparing myself to him. He's a cultured man, very

fell silent after

moment, Patrick's phone rang. He picked up his phone and answered

he uttered without a hint of warmth in his

help but shudder

“I'm not going.”

up the call and tossed

she checked on her messages, realizing Lucy

choice. I'm going to drag that son of a b*tch,

was sent two hours ago. Gwendolyn wanted to reply to her, but she thought Lucy would be too occupied

chiding someone over

I told you I'm

was about to hang up the call when Gwendolyn tugged on his pajamas. “Is Mr.

to get close to Lucas. Now that she could

call,