Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 684 Something Is Wrong

Patrick let out an icy snort. “You? Who do you think you are?”

He refrained from taking any action against her, considering she was a woman and also because Hector had taken a liking to her. He hoped that she would understand her position without him having to teach her a lesson.

Felicia's countenance instantly became crestfallen as disappointment and sadness etched themselves across her face.

Gradually, she sat up and uttered, “Patrick, I love you. I've been by your side for the past few months, and after everything that happened, I realized I was most afraid of losing you.”

While speaking, she extended her arms to embrace Patrick.

Patrick walked away as he didn't want her to touch him. He even shot a disgusted look at the spot where she lay earlier.

Whipping out his phone, he dialed a number.

“Send someone to my room to change my bed.”

Felicia's eyes became as wide as saucers. Do I disgust him that much? Is he seriously changing his bed just because I lay on it for a while?

“Patrick, why are you doing this to me? I'm an Ashton and also the daughter of the Ashton family. Is there any difference between me and Gwendolyn?”

To the Ashton family, she held a far more significant place than Gwendolyn, which made it hard for her to comprehend why he would choose Gwendolyn over her.

the couch and pointed at the door coldly. “Ms. Ashton, please leave my room. Otherwise, I'll get my bodyguard to

if she's Grandpa's guest? If she upsets me, I'll kick her out. I don't mind getting beaten up by

and forced herself not

Patrick one last look, she ran

with fresh sheets to change for him. He instructed, “Have them

belatedly understood what he wanted. “All right, Mr.

had spare furniture stored in the storeroom, so there was no need

to rush to the shopping mall to buy a new bed. If that were the case, there was no telling

many rooms in the Lowen residence, but Patrick had slept in this room since young. It held great sentimental value to him, prompting him to prioritize getting

got to work on replacing his bed, Patrick proceeded to

and glanced at the

early, and the night breeze

had arrived, signaling the approach

Jocelyn's phone call arrived. A servant handed him his phone. “Mr.

bit on his cigarette as he accepted the phone. He narrowed his gaze at the caller

answered the call. “Dr.

woman on the other end of the

me “Jocelyn” at dinner today, but now I'm just “Dr. Dunn” to him. It's obvious he was