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Gwendolyn quickly filled her suitcase, forgoing any makeup and instead opting for a tracksuit and a cap. She rushed downstairs, eager to be on her way.

Upon spotting her, Camille came over with a bottle of milk and a bun.

“Gwen, I know you have a flight to catch. Here, you can eat this on the way to the airport.”

Knowing Camille made the bun herself, Gwendolyn took it from her.

“Camille, please take care of the children when I'm not around.”

Camille chuckled. “Of course. Don't you worry.”

Gwendolyn left home in a hurry. The ride she reserved was already waiting outside the neighborhood for her. Knowing it would be a long way from her house to the guardhouse, she took off at a full sprint, determined to make it there as quickly as possible.

After hopping into the car, she said hastily, “Please drive faster, sir.”

The driver nodded. “Okay.”

Gwendolyn settled into her seat and started munching on the bun as she was famished.

It was half past ten in the morning when Patrick woke up. As he reached up to knead his forehead, he noticed that the dull headache was gone. He felt revitalized after the much-needed restful sleep.

Turning around, he touched the other side of his bed and confirmed Gwendolyn didn't stay for the night.

His expression changed as he extended his arm toward his phone. It was already half past ten.

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wash over him as his

night and embracing her in his arms before he fell asleep. Unfortunately, his mind

He grabbed his phone off the bed, where he had absentmindedly tossed it earlier, and answered the

“Grandma.”

don't you come and spend

I'm pretty busy lately. I'll come

“Pat, your grandpa's leg has recovered, and he can talk well now. I'm happy about his recovery. I hope

their only grandson, so Alice could

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