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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.”

mind. He even knows

up her utensils, and started eating. She thought the appetizers were very delicious but found the main

having the dish on the sea. She felt the fish tasted fresher and

positioned. An ice bucket containing two bottles of

the sky full of

hand. They leaned against the couch and watched

Juliette inherited that exact trait from her. She closed her eyes and snuggled up to him, resting her head

only after finding a comfortable position and muttered, “Patrick, I'm going to take a nap. I'm

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

tight, Babe. I'll wake

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

at four-fifty in the morning, the housekeeper

the sun is about

up, his arm, embracing her, was numb and

hadn't acquired sufficient sleep. Nevertheless, she rested well last night. She

up and tidied

There's a big, soft, and

had completely regained her senses. She took in the beautiful scenery of the sun