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Gwendolyn wanted to pick up her phone but upon hearing his words, she could only untie his bathrobe obediently. When the bathrobe fell open, it revealed his well-defined chest.

Gwendolyn froze before quickly averting her gaze.

“How do you feel now?” she asked.

He really has a great body. His chest and abs look good. How I wish I could touch and feel their hardness.

These thoughts made her blush.

Patrick watched her intently and was aware of every slight change in her expression.

“My chest feels stuffy. Help me rub it,” he suggested.

As he spoke, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he gazed at her with deep, dark eyes.

Gwendolyn's eyes widened in surprise. She was just thinking of touching his chest a moment ago, and he was now suggesting that she did it?

She tossed aside all thoughts and convinced herself that she was only helping him since he was feeling unwell.

Her eyes twinkled as she stared at the gap between the bathrobe unblinkingly.

Then she reached out eagerly.

So this is what actual muscles feel like. It's not like how the novels describe them. They're not like rocks. They feel warm and are, in fact, quite nice to touch.

To conceal her thoughts, she asked, “Does it hurt here?”

He looked at her blushing face and thought she looked extremely adorable. And of course, he knew what she was thinking.

As such, he replied calmly, “Move your hand a little lower.”

To Gwendolyn, he was hurting at just the right spot, as she wanted to feel his abs as well.

Look at those amazing six-packs! Ugh! I wonder when I could ever gain any ab muscles myself?

As she cursed internally, Patrick seemed to misread her expression entirely. Huh! It looks like this woman simply can't resist a man's charms!

Thus, he added, “Move your hand even lower.”

Gwendolyn was stunned.

I'm already massaging his abs. It wouldn't be appropriate if I moved my hand any lower. However, the unregistered product I used on him might have caused his entire body to ache. It would be better if he went to the hospital.

Just then, they heard a voice.

“Pat, are you in? I'll be staying over at your place tonight!”

It was Patrick's grandmother, Alice Parker. However, she froze upon seeing the scene on the floor.

“You guys continue. Just pretend that I did not come by.”

Alice closed her eyes and exited the walk-in closet with a slight blush on her cheeks.

She thought it was Felicia since Patrick had mentioned that he wanted to marry her recently. Her eldest grandson had finally become enlightened and found himself a woman.

Gwendolyn jumped upon hearing Alice's voice.

“Ma'am! You came at just the right time. Patrick is not feeling well. Let's send him to the hospital.”