Perfect CEO

“Black,” replied Patrick almost immediately.

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded. That was exactly what she had guessed.

“Okay, I got it.”

The two did not speak after that and dug into their food in silence.

Meanwhile, a few of Gwendolyn's classmates were strolling around after their meals. When they passed by the garden restaurant, they caught sight of the two sitting face to face by the window walls.

The woman looked sweet and lovely, and the man was drop-dead charming.

Patrick scooped some dishes for Gwendolyn from time to time and gazed at her intently before continue eating his meal gracefully.

Seeing that, the few women who stood not far away were all thrilled.

“Wow, Patrick is so gentle to women!”

“I know right! I wish I could be the woman sitting across him!”

“Wait! Why do I feel the girl looks familiar? Isn't that Gwendolyn?”

Yolanda froze for a moment before she exclaimed, “That's her!”

Didn't Fel say she was just taking care of Patrick's kids? She said that he had left, but now, the two are sitting face to face. Patrick even scooped her dishes.

Yolanda hurriedly took out her phone to take a video for Felicia and attached it with a message that wrote: Look, Fel. They seem to be dating! You'd better watch your man.

Gwendolyn was so full. After soaking in the hot spring for half a day, she was worn out.

Just because the dishes were too delicious that she could not help but eat a little more. However, she seemed to have eaten too much.

She held her waist as she rose to her feet, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

Then, she glanced at the man who was still drinking the soup, secretly blaming him for keep scooping dishes for her. She did not want to waste the food, so she ended up finishing them all.

Did Patrick think he was feeding a pig?

Just then, the waiter came over with the packed food. “Mr. Lowen, should I deliver them now?”

Before Patrick could respond, Gwendolyn said, “It's okay. I'll send them.”

They were going back, anyway. Patrick merely shot her a glance. She's so kindhearted that she even does what the waiter should do.

In an apathetic voice, Patrick reminded, “Carry them by yourself then. Don't ask for my help.”

He was a CEO who was used to having others serve him. There was no way he could accept when it was the other way round.

Gwendolyn knew him well, so she merely smiled without retorting a word.

“I like to feed my own kids.”

Right after saying that, she took the two bags of packed food and walked toward the door joyfully.

Patrick slightly furrowed his brows as he watched her. She sounded so proud of herself when she said that just now.

Meanwhile, Patrick had no one whom he could care for as she did to her children. He felt as though he had lost to her in some way.

As the thought hit him, he got up from his seat and ran after her.