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Patrick had fallen into a peaceful slumber as if he had been lulled into a trance by her calming and soothing scent.

Patrick had fallen into a peaceful slumber as if he had been lulled into a trance by her calming and soothing scent.

His head no longer ached, and he felt himself drifting away into a world of dreams.

When Gwendolyn turned to look at him, she saw that his eyes were closed, and his breaths were deep and steady.

She exhaled at the sight. Did he seriously fall asleep? How tired is he?

Realizing how swamped he was at work, she couldn't bear to wake him up despite her rising rage.

She didn't move and allowed Patrick to hug her until the car rolled to a stop before his house.

Upon arrival, the driver turned over his shoulder to ask, “Ms. Ashton, do you need my help to bring Mr. Lowen into the house?”

I dare not wake him, but I wonder if Ms. Ashton dares to do so.

Gwendolyn snapped out of her reverie and felt a flash of irritation. Hence, she pried his hands from her waist and hopped out of the car.

“You can bring him upstairs. I'm going home now.”

With that, she marched away without looking back. The driver glanced at Patrick sleeping soundly in the backseat with a grimace.

Patrick was in a deep slumber as the sedative effects of the painkillers he had taken earlier gradually took hold.

When Gwendolyn arrived home, Camille was wide awake and gulping down a glass of water. She rushed toward Gwendolyn, her eyes widening in shock when she saw the bandage around Gwendolyn's head.

“Gwen, did you get involved in a fight?” she demanded.

as if he had

fight again? A few years ago, she had gotten herself into a bit of trouble after she resorted to violence

just fell. It's nothing serious, so don't worry about it. Go to bed and

get your wound wet. Be careful when you go to bed. When you head out, you must wear a cap. Otherwise,

so when she heard Camille lecturing her

“Got it.”

her slumber by a sharp pain. After hearing about her injury, Juliette

girl happened to poke her wound and woke her

tried to stop her, but it was too late. They furrowed their brows, feeling bad for their

in agony.

that, Juliette retracted her finger and flashed

faking it. Is there really

hod gotten herself into o bit of trouble ofter she resorted to violence ond

her heod. “I didn't fight,” she soid softly. “I just fell. It's nothing serious, so don't worry obout it. Go to bed ond get some

coreful when you go to bed. When you heod

up without the guidonce ond core of o mother, ond so when she heord Comille

“Got it.”

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girl hoppened to poke her

tried to stop her, but it wos too lote. They furrowed

foce wos twisted in

Juliette retrocted her finger ond floshed o

you weren't foking it. Is

her eyes wordlessly. She refuses to believe

wordlessly. She refuses to believe