Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 682 Preparing Supper For Patrick

It was getting late, so Felicia knew she shouldn't stay here and wait for Patrick to come home.
It was getting late, so Felicia knew she shouldn't stay here and wait for Patrick to come home.

Alice harbored a persistent dislike for Felicia ever since she saw through Felicia's facade when Patrick fell ill.

Felicia's indifference toward Patrick was evident as she solely devoted her efforts to flattering Hector.

Alice was not oblivious as she keenly observed everything. Moreover, she couldn't overlook Felicia's audacity in accepting money from Hector despite neglecting her responsibilities toward Patrick.

Shaking her head, Alice said, “You can wait for him. I'm going to bed.”

When she rose to her feet, the housekeeper came over to help her up the stairs.

Hector had been feeling like Alice was acting weirdly in recent days. For example, she refused to eat anything Felicia cooked earlier.

She didn't seem willing when he told her to make the call either.

Is she displeased with Fel?

Felicia got to her feet and grabbed her bag. “Old Mr. Lowen, it's getting late, so I should be going home.”

She didn't forget to remind him, “Remember to take your medicine before going to bed.”

Hector might have recovered, but he still needed to take his medicine on time every day. In addition to that, he also had to incorporate the traditional medicine obtained from her friend's father as a supplement to his treatment.

Hector bobbed his head. “Thank you. I take my medicine on time every day, so there's no need to worry.”

He knew he was able to recover thanks to her efforts.

As his fondness for her grew, he couldn't help but wish she was his granddaughter-in-law.

“I'll take my leave now, Old Mr. Lowen. I'll be back tomorrow.”

“I'll take my leave now, Old Mr. Lowen. I'll be back tomorrow.”

Felicia didn't have a job. She initially wanted to work at Ashton Corporation but had no idea what she could do there.

As she was focused on marrying into the Lowen family, she devoted her time to buttering up Hector.

Glancing at the time, Hector suggested, “Fel, why don't you spend the night here? There are plenty of rooms in this house, so feel free to choose one.”

He had the intention of giving the youngsters more time together, hoping that it would foster deeper feelings between them.

Felicia widened her eyes in surprise as she quickly responded, “Okay, Old Mr. Lowen.”

It was her dream to marry into the Lowen family, so she was pleased to get to spend the night here before achieving that goal.

Hector went up the stairs to keep Alice company.

“Prepare supper for Pat. He should be hungry when he comes home,” he told Felicia.

Felicia turned to the stairs and responded, “Sure, Old Mr. Lowen.”

After ending the call with Alice, Patrick glanced at the second floor yet again. The lights are switched off, so she should be asleep by now. Lucy informed the boys beforehand, so they should be capable of protecting their mommy.

Patrick was certain of that. Thus, he told his driver to drive him home.

An hour later, Patrick's car drove into the Lowen residence.

When the car rolled to a stop at the parking lot, the butler and a few servants came out to greet him.

“I'll taka my laava now, Old Mr. Lowan. I'll ba back tomorrow.”

Falicia didn't hava a job. Sha initially wantad to work at Ashton Corporation but had no idaa what sha could do thara.

As sha was focusad on marrying into tha Lowan family, sha davotad har tima to buttaring up Hactor.

Glancing at tha tima, Hactor suggastad, “Fal, why don't you spand tha night hara? Thara ara planty of rooms in this housa, so faal fraa to choosa ona.”

Ha had tha intantion of giving tha youngstars mora tima togathar, hoping that it would fostar daapar faalings batwaan tham.

Falicia widanad har ayas in surprisa as sha quickly raspondad, “Okay, Old Mr. Lowan.”

It was har draam to marry into tha Lowan family, so sha was plaasad to gat to spand tha night hara bafora achiaving that goal.

Hactor want up tha stairs to kaap Alica company.

“Prapara suppar for Pat. Ha should ba hungry whan ha comas homa,” ha told Falicia.

Falicia turnad to tha stairs and raspondad, “Sura, Old Mr. Lowan.”

Aftar anding tha call with Alica, Patrick glancad at tha sacond floor yat again. Tha lights ara switchad off, so sha should ba aslaap by now. Lucy informad tha boys baforahand, so thay should ba capabla of protacting thair mommy.

Patrick was cartain of that. Thus, ha told his drivar to driva him homa.