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Patrick quickly covered his nose with his hand and stood back up.
“All right, let's head inside to get you clean.” He gestured for them to move.
Their stench was unbearable. Had it not been for the sake of friendship, there was no way he would
allow them to contaminate his residence.
The trio walked toward the mansion. The more Lucas thought about it, the more he found it hilarious.
“F*ck. I've just come back, and you guys gave me such a lovely greeting. I'm never going to forget this
night.” He chuckled.
Kevin chastised, “Dear Gwen, we were just playing the third wheel for once. Is it necessary to get us
into this state?”
As they chatted, they could not stop themselves from laughing.
Patrick, however, was a mile away from them, for they were too stinky.
“Blame yourselves for being unlucky. It's not her fault,” he commented.
If you two ever disturb my time with her again, you'll get more than a pile of poop!
He had just gotten to know Gwendolyn and planned to ease their tense relationship by having her give
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthim a ride. Now that they had given her such a scare, he would need to visit her and soothe her
tomorrow.
Once they entered the mansion, Patrick stopped them before picking up the garden hose to hose the
duo down.
Immediately, the two yelled out loud. It was winter, and the temperature was approximately zero
degrees, yet Patrick was still spraying them with cold water. Is he trying to kill us?
Kevin was so cold that he could barely form words. “Patrick Lowen, if we end up sick, you better ask
Gwen to make us a meal as compensation,” he said with his teeth chattering.
Kevin was so cold that he could barely form words. “Patrick Lowen, if we end up sick, you better ask
Gwen to make us a meal as compensation,” he said with his teeth chattering.
As soon as Patrick heard that, he immediately sprayed the man harshly again.
In your dreams! Only I can eat the food she cooks. Both of you will never have the chance.
Concurrently, Gwendolyn finally arrived home. Once she got out of the car, she sniffed her clothes to
check if she smelled.
In case she did, she remained standing outside to air herself off. However, it was too cold, so she
started shivering as well.
Tommy had just returned when he saw her fidgeting about in the cold. Hence, he walked up to her.
“I've settled the money, Gwen. It should be transferred by tomorrow,” he informed.
Seeing who it was, Gwendolyn smiled and replied, “Thanks, Tommy.”
The money will be in by tomorrow, and we can pay for Melanie's medical fees to begin her surgery.
How great! Melanie's finally going to get better, while Lucy will soon be able to live a happy life. We can
always repurchase a house in the future. As long as Lucy sells her house, she'll be able to pay up the
money. It's the best of both worlds.
Tommy and Gwendolyn chatted for a while before parting ways.
When she entered the door, Camille was still waiting for her.
“You're back, Gwen.”
“You're still awake, Ms. Ziegler?” Gwendolyn replied in surprise.
Camille pointed at the kitchen. “I prepared some mulled wine for you. Let me get you some before you
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Gwendolyn nodded. “I'll go and take a quick shower.”
She felt that her clothes must have been tainted by the stench. Hence, she wouldn't be able to stomach
anything without a shower.
After twenty minutes, she came back downstairs and sat before the coffee table in the living room. The
mulled wine was at the perfect temperature.
Camille sat next to her and watched her drink it.
“Gwen, when do you plan to let us meet your boyfriend?”
When Gwendolyn fell sick that day, it was her boyfriend who took care of her. In fact, he took care of
her pretty well.
Moreover, the neighbors had claimed that the car that was parked outside was expensive. Camille felt
that it would be great if Gwendolyn could marry a rich man and live a good life.
Upon hearing that, Gwendolyn nearly choked on her drink. She paused to calm herself down.
“Where did you hear that from, Ms. Ziegler? There's no such thing,” she denied.
Gwendolyn had no intention of dating at all. After all, she did not want to associate herself with the
opposite gender.
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