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Just then, Gwendolyn's phone rang. She took out her phone and saw that it was a call from Patrick.
Her lips curled into a faint smile as she answered the call.
“Hello?”
The smile on her face was so wide and warm that it was like the atmosphere had turned bubbly pink.
Beside her, Nicolette was dumbfounded. Many years ago, Gwendolyn was a dazzling person who
shone from the inside out. Whoever saw her back then instantly liked her. The way she looked now
was exactly the way she did back then.
“Where are you, Gwen? I'm busy tonight, so I won't be joining you for dinner.”
Gwendolyn's family had already fallen into the routine of preparing dinner for him, and he had gotten
used to it as if her home was his home.
In addition, she and her family were like his own family.
“Okay, I got it.”
“Do you miss me?”
He said that so casually, but his voice was unbelievably attractive. Gwendolyn's heart fluttered. She
could already imagine the way his Adam's apple rolled when he spoke.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer cheeks instantly flushed red as she hummed in response.
As Nicolette was right next to her, Gwendolyn was too embarrassed to say that she missed him, so she
could only answer like that.
However, Patrick was unsatisfied. “Do you miss me or not?”
She glanced at Nicolette. I really can't bring myself to say something so cheesy in front of her. She's
still in high school, and I don't want to lead her astray.
“Now's not a good time. I'll talk to you later.”
“See you tonight!” Patrick added.
After hanging up, Gwendolyn still could not wipe the grin off her face. Images of Patrick's handsome
face flooded her mind.
Nicolette chuckled. “Who was that, Gwen? Your smile is as beautiful as the flowers blooming in spring.”
As she spoke, she took out her phone and aimed the camera at Gwendolyn.
“I'm going to take a picture. You look so beautiful!”
Gwendolyn lifted her hand to cover her face and said, “Nic, that's enough.”
While they were messing around with each other, more people appeared behind them, and Gwendolyn
collided with one of them.
“Mr. Surrington, are you okay?” Suzanne asked worriedly before going to steady him.
Zayden had done it intentionally so that Gwendolyn would fall into his arms. He took a deep breath,
and the faint scent of oranges entered his nostrils. It was her unique fragrance.
He had one arm wrapped around her waist, and she looked up in shock.
“I'm sorry, Zayden!”
She quickly backed away from him as he let her go and narrowed his eyes.
“Is that you, Gwen?”
Seeing that Zayden was unhurt, Suzanne stood where she was and replied, “Yes, Mr. Surrington. She
is Ms. Gwendolyn Ashton.”
I really don't understand why Mr. Surrington is pretending to be blind when he can see.
Gwendolyn flashed him a smile. “What are you doing here so early, Zayden?”
“I was the one who told him to come early.”
Michael's voice rang out, and everyone turned to look in its direction.
Juliette was holding Michael's hand as her two handsome brothers walked on either side of him. They
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmlooked just as dashing as Michael did.
Gwendolyn fell silent. Since Michael was the one who told him to come earlier, no one would dare to go
against him.
The relatives in the house had come out to the courtyard as well. They whispered among themselves
as they all turned their attention to Zayden.
Candace walked to the front and said with a smile, “My future son-in-law is here. Please come in!”
As Gwendolyn's stepmother, she was not wrong for calling Zayden that. Everyone laughed, and the
sound drifted into Zayden's ears.
He knew exactly what they were doing.
They were clearly here to take a good look at the blind man that he was. If it weren't for getting
Gwendolyn to accept him, he wouldn't have had to resort to pretending to be blind.
However, this was the only way he could pander to her compassion and not have her reject him.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have turned him down despite confessing to her countless times over the
years. He had no choice but to use this trick to make her accept him. This way, he could have her and
take Patrick down.
“Hello, Old Mr. Ashton, Mrs. Ashton, and everyone!”
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