Perfect CEO

Chapter 27

Patrick revealed a tinge of surprise when he saw Gwendolyn. However, he regained his calmness in the next second and smiled faintly.

“What a coincidence, Ms. Ashton!”

Gwendolyn was also surprised. Nonetheless, she thought it was normal when she remembered that the man was Felicia's fiancé.

It was the Ashton residence. His appearance there was nothing unusual.

Gwendolyn did not want to talk to him. She remembered that she owed him money, but they were not friends.

She retracted her gaze and strode toward the staircase.

Patrick smiled again with his brows raised, unperturbed by the woman's reaction.

He caught up with her pace immediately and walked next to her. His voice was low with a tinge of amusement.

“Gwendolyn, do you still remember that I'm your creditor? You didn't keep your promise to work in my house when you recovered from your illness. Should I add some interest, then?”

Gwendolyn felt her head start to ache at the mention of that one hundred twenty-five thousand. That was a lot of money to her.

She paused in her tracks instantly and glared at the man.

“Patrick Lowen, won't you feel ashamed? I signed that contract because I'm a kind-hearted person. Someone else wouldn't even care about how much you lose or make from that!”

She had signed the contract in a disoriented state after taking medicine the other day. If she had not done that, she would not have to admit it now.

Patrick restrained her between him and the wall with his hands upon hearing her words. His eyes narrowed, and his smile looked evil.

“Gwendolyn, am I not the kind-hearted person instead? If I had left you alone back then, you would've already become a moron now.”

With that said, he caressed her lips with his finger. Her pink lips gleamed under the light. It was a tempting sight to behold. He had to urge to have a taste of the sweetness again.

At that thought, he moved his lips closer to hers unwittingly.

Gwendolyn quickly pushed him away. “Mr. Lowen, please behave yourself.”

She remembered that the man had taken advantage of her when she fell ill the other day and kissed her lips until they got swollen. No one knew how long he had been kissing her.

Thinking of that, she used more force on her hands, pushing the man away from her.

Patrick got pushed one step backward. Frowning, he wondered why he could not keep himself under

control whenever he saw her.

“I admit it since I've signed the contract, and I'll be at your house at six o'clock sharp tomorrow. I don't have time during the day, as I have to go to work.”

She was not discussing with him but simply informing him.

With that said, she went downstairs, not wanting to spend more time with him.

Patrick raised his hand and touched his chest, which Gwendolyn had touched earlier. He could still feel the trace of her warmth.

Downstairs in the living room, the atmosphere was lively. Michael sat on the main seat. Sitting next to him was a family of three.

There were a couple of people whom she had not met before. They were chitchatting with each other. She assumed them to be the elderly from the Lowen family.

Felicia kept shifting her gaze toward the staircase. She was too nervous and had accidentally spilled the coffee on Patrick's shirt when she brought the latter coffee just now. Therefore, she asked the servant to bring him upstairs to change into something clean.

Nonetheless, it had been a while, and she couldn't help feeling worried.

Whenever someone came down, she would stand up and turn around, thinking that it was Patrick.

When she saw Gwendolyn coming down, her expression changed swiftly. She felt the latter was an

eyesore that messed up with her mood.

Those people Patrick brought over were not the elderly from the Lowen family. After all, his relationship with Felicia was fake. Those people were the servants who had been working in the Lowen residence for a long time.

Upon seeing Patrick coming down, they looked at him, intending to show respect by standing up.

However, Patrick gave them a signal through his eyes, telling them to remain seated. Hence, they smiled and continued chatting with Zachary about Patrick's childhood story.

Michael waved his hand at Gwendolyn upon seeing her. “Gwen, come to have a seat with me.” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Patrick heard that. He glanced at Gwendolyn, wondering if she was another daughter of the Ashton family. If that was the case, he did not have to fake his relationship with Felicia anymore. He could just tell Gwendolyn to take up the role instead.