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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

She thought the appetizers were very

was having the dish on the

went to the deck, where a white couch was positioned. An ice bucket

sat on the couch and gazed up at the sky full of stars, musing on how carefree her life was at

and held her hand. They leaned against the couch and watched the twinkling stars

her. She closed her eyes and

waist only after finding a comfortable position and muttered, “Patrick,

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

Babe. I'll wake you up

Patrick also felt a little heavy-eyed after he wrapped

the morning, the housekeeper came

Ashton, the

Patrick woke up, his arm, embracing her, was numb

acquired sufficient sleep. Nevertheless, she rested well last night. She had felt warm and assured as Patrick held her to sleep the

up and tidied

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

the beautiful scenery of the sun rising