Perfect CEO

Chapter 158

By then, Gwendolyn had already retreated to the window and would fall if she continued moving backward. They were on the third floor. Even if she did not lose her life, she would be disabled if she fell.

“Don't come closer, Patrick, or I'll scream!”

Yes, I can scream for help since I'm by an open window. Someone will definitely hear me if I shout at the top of my lungs.

Patrick could not help but chuckle softly upon seeing her startled expression.

“What do you think I'm going to do?”

She noticed that he had already removed his shirt, exposing his toned chest and alluring abs.

Seeing his attractive figure, she gulped as her throat suddenly felt dry.

However, she still upheld her integrity. I'll never touch a man that belongs to someone else.

“How should I know? I'm not you!” she replied through gritted teeth.

She then shifted her gaze away from his body.


Just then, Patrick sat on the bed and showed his back to her.

“My back is itchy. I think I have rashes. Help me apply some medication.”

Hearing those words, Gwendolyn came to her senses. It turns out that I was overthinking.

She slowly walked toward him upon seeing him sitting there with a tube of ointment beside him.

“Are you having an allergic reaction?”

He does have many rashes on his back. He must be feeling uncomfortable because of them. But he's good at enduring it, as he showed no reaction when he came back until now.

“I always get them when I soak in the hot springs.”

Why did you go when you know you can't? Aren't you torturing yourself?

Noticing that there were no swabs beside the ointment, she inquired, “Where are the swabs, Mr. Lowen?”

Patrick furrowed his brows slightly upon hearing the question. Why would I prepare swabs when my intention is for you to apply the ointment with your finger?

“I don't have any. Just use your finger. I'm not particular about it.”

Gwendolyn was taken aback. I can't believe that he's so unrefined.

She lowered her gaze and smiled before heading toward the bathroom to wash her hands.

Upon seeing that the bathroom was bigger than her house, equipped with a bathtub that seemed more like a swimming pool, she was stunned.

I never knew that a bathroom could be this extravagant. The Ashton residence truly can't be compared to the Lowen residence.

As she stood in front of the marble sink and washed her hands, she stared at the woman with the flushed face in the mirror and could not help but chastise herself.

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