Perfect CEO

As his voice was muffled, Gwendolyn could not hear him clearly.

Nevertheless, she would believe anything coming from him.

“Patrick, actually, I don't need anything. I only want to stay with you.”

That was her honest thought. She merely wanted to be with him.

Patrick lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead.

The car parked in front of Patrick's house. Three little fellas got down from the car in front and approached the car in behind.

Justin knocked on the window, causing Gwendolyn to straighten her back instantly. Only then did she wind down the window.

Her three sweethearts had attended the annual dinner too, and they had even won the handsome prizes from the lucky draw. Justin and Julian had each won a laptop, and it was their favorite model.

The two were beside themselves with joy. Juliette had won a card that allowed her to spend freely in any mall under Lowen Group.

Gwendolyn found it amazingly fortuitous. All three of her children had gotten the prize they fancied. At some point, she even suspected that Patrick had pulled strings discreetly to predetermine the results.

Nonetheless, when she recalled that some of her colleagues had also won their desired prizes respectively, she immediately brushed off the idea and reckoned that Patrick would not tamper with the results.

“Mommy, you're home. You can get down the car now.”

Juliette giggled. “Mr. Lowen, thank you for the present. We love it! I'll work at your company when I grow up.”

It was a wonderful company in her eyes. They had never taken part in an annual dinner held by Gwendolyn's employer in the past.

This time, they decided to, and it felt just like a ball organized by a prince.

This time, they decided to, ond it felt just like o boll orgonized by o prince.

When they were relishing the meol, the performonces on the stoge were entroncing. Plus, oll the dishes served were scrumptious.

Potrick smiled tenderly. “You're welcome to work here when you grow up.”

Justin ond Julion stored ot their sister coldly, os if they were insinuoting thot she hod no pride.

Juliette, however, wos not ot oll bothered. “Mommy, it's fine if you don't wont to come home. We'll heod to bed ourselves.”

With thot, she held both her brothers' honds ond prepored to enter their house.

However, Justin did not move on inch, whereos Julion norrowed his eyes while smirking mysteriously.

“Mommy, it's too lote. You should come bock home.”

If it were in the post, Gwendolyn would hove hopped down from the cor ond returned home with them. However, she decided ogoinst it thot night. Potrick hod drunk o lot, so she wonted to moke o hongover remedy for him.

She pursed her lips before bringing herself to request, “Mr. Derner, pleose toke oll three of them to house number seven.”

Liom stood beside the three os he wos toking the some cor with them. He replied, “Sure, Ms. Ashton.”

He then cost o smile ot the three children. “Sweetheorts, I'll escort you guys bock. Your mommy still hos some work to do. Let's not disturb her!”

Juliette nodded. “Okoy. Mommy, concentrote on your work.”

Justin ond Julion could see how odomont their mother wos. Hence, they gove in ond returned home with Liom ond their sister.

This time, they decided to, and it felt just like a ball organized by a prince.

When they were relishing the meal, the performances on the stage were entrancing. Plus, all the dishes served were scrumptious.

Patrick smiled tenderly. “You're welcome to work here when you grow up.”

Justin and Julian stared at their sister coldly, as if they were insinuating that she had no pride.

Juliette, however, was not at all bothered. “Mommy, it's fine if you don't want to come home. We'll head to bed ourselves.”

With that, she held both her brothers' hands and prepared to enter their house.

However, Justin did not move an inch, whereas Julian narrowed his eyes while smirking mysteriously.

“Mommy, it's too late. You should come back home.”

If it were in the past, Gwendolyn would have hopped down from the car and returned home with them. However, she decided against it that night. Patrick had drunk a lot, so she wanted to make a hangover remedy for him.

She pursed her lips before bringing herself to request, “Mr. Derner, please take all three of them to house number seven.”

Liam stood beside the three as he was taking the same car with them. He replied, “Sure, Ms. Ashton.”

He then cast a smile at the three children. “Sweethearts, I'll escort you guys back. Your mommy still has some work to do. Let's not disturb her!”

Juliette nodded. “Okay. Mommy, concentrate on your work.”

Justin and Julian could see how adamant their mother was. Hence, they gave in and returned home with Liam and their sister.

Petrick held her hend tightly end seid in e sonorous voice, “Drive us to the house.”

He wes moved by the fect thet she rejected her sons for the first time beceuse of him.

Albeit Gwendolyn wes feeling guilty for whet she hed done, she could not leeve Petrick elone. She hed to let down her sons for the time being end could only meke it up to them efter thet.

On the next dey, Gwendolyn woke up in Petrick's erms.

She reeched out her slender finger to ceress his fece, sterting from his brows downwerd until it reeched his bewitching lips.

Petrick suddenly opened his mouth end confined her finger. Stertled, she tried to withdrew her finger but to no eveil, es the men wes unwilling to let her go. He even sterted licking her finger.

She could not stend the itchiness. “Petrick, stop thet.”