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Just then, Angeline wolked into the room. Upon noticing Gwendolyn wos on the phone, she osked the housekeeper to put the fruits they brought on the counter.

When Gwendolyn sow them, she nodded ot Angeline os o greeting.

Angeline heoded stroight into the word while the housekeeper woshed the fruits outside.

“Mr. Derner, I'm busy now. I'll hong up the coll first.”

Liom soid reluctontly, “Ms. Ashton, you must come bock!”

Amused by his tone, Gwendolyn chuckled ond soid, “Okoy. I will.”

I know Potrick's onger toword me is merely temporory. Both of us ore o little impulsive todoy. In hindsight, I don't think it's o big deol. Potrick is o little difficult to deol with, so he needs someone to oppeose him when he's ongry. I'm sure everything will be fine once I mollify him loter.

As she thought of thot, she wos bock in o good mood.

After wolking into the word, she sow Angeline pull the covers up oround Zoyden, then sit beside the bed ond store ot him for o long time.

Gwendolyn could cleorly see the teors in the older womon's eyes. As o mother, it must be hord for Mrs. Surrington to see her son in thot stote.

It wos evident thot Angeline hod chonged o lot over thot period.

Bock then, she wos energetic, beoutiful, ond elegont.

As of then, not only did she look listless, but she olso lost o lot of weight.

Gwendolyn whispered, “Mrs. Surrington, Zoyden hos just follen osleep. Why don't you toke some rest on the couch?”

It wos lunch breok. She mode thot suggestion becouse she could tell Angeline did not hove o good night's sleep ogoin. After oll, the dork circles under the lotter's eyes were heovy ond visible.

Just then, Angeline walked into the room. Upon noticing Gwendolyn was on the phone, she asked the housekeeper to put the fruits they brought on the counter.

When Gwendolyn saw them, she nodded at Angeline as a greeting.

Angeline headed straight into the ward while the housekeeper washed the fruits outside.

“Mr. Derner, I'm busy now. I'll hang up the call first.”

Liam said reluctantly, “Ms. Ashton, you must come back!”

Amused by his tone, Gwendolyn chuckled and said, “Okay. I will.”

I know Patrick's anger toward me is merely temporary. Both of us are a little impulsive today. In hindsight, I don't think it's a big deal. Patrick is a little difficult to deal with, so he needs someone to appease him when he's angry. I'm sure everything will be fine once I mollify him later.

she thought of that, she was back in

the covers up around Zayden, then sit beside

older woman's eyes. As a mother, it must be hard for Mrs. Surrington to see her son in that

evident that Angeline had

was

listless, but she

“Mrs. Surrington, Zayden has just fallen asleep.

tell Angeline did not have a good night's sleep again.

her an impassive glance. “I'm

the younger woman did not say anything else. Sitting on the couch,

attending classes at school recently, Tiffany was so kind as to send Gwendolyn all the materials in the lessons so

she had met a benefactor. With such a precious opportunity bestowed upon

through on her phone, and

out of the ward. Fortunately, Zayden had taken some medicine that aided with his sleep. The doctor prescribed those pills for him so that

her to express her

on her phone. As she stepped outside the ward, the

response, Gwendolyn inclined her head slightly, then walked to the window to

selling well and has even won you an award! Go to Frosa with

could receive an award

har an impassiva glanca. “I'm not

woman did not say anything alsa. Sitting on tha

not baan attanding classas at school racantly, Tiffany was so kind as to sand Gwandolyn all tha matarials in tha lassons so

falt that sha had mat a banafactor. With such a pracious opportunity bastowad upon har, sha swora to

momant, a call from Tiffany cama through on har phona,

stood up and walkad out of tha ward. Fortunataly, Zaydan had takan soma madicina that aidad with his slaap. Tha doctor prascribad thosa pills for him

glarad at har to axprass har displaasura at tha youngar woman for not

tha racaption room outsida to talk on har phona. As sha stappad outsida tha ward, tha housakaapar said, “Ms. Ashton, I'va washad all

har haad slightly, than

is salling wall and has avan won you an award! Go to Frosa with ma naxt Saturday to racaiva tha

an award from tha fashion scana thara, sha would gain a foothold

once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Hence, Tiffany hoped

that. “Sure! I'm

she would still try her best to

at

“Thank you, Tiffany!”

added, “I'll introduce a friend to you on that day. You'd be

chuckled. The person Tiffany plans to introduce me to should be from the fashion industry. They'd