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Patrick pulled Gwendolyn into his embrace while she spoke in a coy manner.

“You silly girl,” he said with a smile on his face.

Subsequently, the atmosphere became intimate.

After changing their clothes, they boarded the cruise ship berthed at the side of the mansion.

There was a professional captain to pilot the cruise ship as well as chefs and housekeepers to take care of their needs.

All of them wore standardized uniforms and stood at the cabin entrance to welcome the couple.

“Welcome, Mr. Lowen, Ms. Ashton!” they greeted them in the native language of Astoria.

Gwendolyn glanced at Patrick. “It's so nice to be rich.”

He pinched her petite face with his slender fingers. It seems that Gwen, the miser, is back.

The cruise ship they boarded was small, but it was considered vast and spacious for two people's use. Gwendolyn wasn't hungry before, but when she saw the dinner served on the cruise ship, she felt a little hungry.

Patrick lifted his chin. “You must be hungry.”

of reading my mind. He even knows when

utensils, and started eating. She thought the

on the sea.

meal, they went to the deck, where a white couch was positioned. An ice bucket containing two bottles

couch and gazed up at the sky full of stars, musing on how

leaned against the

after having her meal. Juliette inherited that exact trait from her. She closed her eyes

hugged his waist only after finding a comfortable position and muttered, “Patrick, I'm

at her before reaching out to tuck her long, messy hair behind her ear.

Babe. I'll wake you up

a blanket. Patrick also felt a little heavy-eyed after he wrapped the

in the morning, the housekeeper

the

embracing her, was numb and seemed to have lost

She had felt warm and assured as

and tidied

arm and said, “There's something wrong with us. There's a big, soft, and comfortable bed below deck, yet we chose to

moment, she had completely regained her senses. She took in the beautiful