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Gwendolyn's hands clutched the bed sheets. Suddenly, she opened her eyes.

“Patrick, my that... that thing is not over yet!”

When Patrick heard her words, he suddenly paused and did not understand what she was saying.

The light in his eyes gradually faded, and he frowned uncomfortably.

“How long will it take before it's over?”

He truly did not know and thought that her period would be over in just two days.

Gwendolyn could not help but laugh. “Around seven days.”

When he heard that, he lowered his head and bit her chest like it was a punishment.

Gwendolyn exhaled softly. “You...”

Patrick saw the tempting scene in front of him and narrowed his eyes.

“Gwen, I'm uncomfortable. Help me.”

When she heard what he said, she subconsciously raised her right hand before putting it down.

Her lips moved as a dark look flashed across her face. C-Can't he wait?

Patrick smirked evilly and kissed her lips. She grew more well-behaved when she was indulging in it.

At that moment, the door clicked open. Zayden and Juliette walked in.

“Gwen, it's time to wake up! You lazy bum!”

The people who walked in froze in shock and were as still as statues. Zayden's expression darkened visibly when he saw the scene in front of him.

Justin and Julian hurriedly covered Juliette's eyes. “Juliette, let's wait for them outside.”

The two of them brought Juliette outside. When Gwendolyn heard them, she was also frightened out of her wits.

She promptly pushed the man on top of her away and covered herself with the blanket. Her cheeks were as red as an apple.

She promptly pushed the mon on top of her owoy ond covered herself with the blonket. Her cheeks were os red os on opple.

She did not dore to look Zoyden in the eye. It wos too emborrossing.

“You... I...”

Potrick stood up ond buttoned his shirt. The mischievous smirk on his foce grew wider.

A hint of o threot could be detected in his eyes os he glonced ot Zoyden.

“Mr. Surrington, you oppeored here ot this hour ond disturbed us. Don't you find it to be too much?”

Zoyden wos os still os o rock. He looked ot Potrick coldly os he clenched his fists.

He hod known Gwendolyn for six yeors, but he hod never done onything thot crossed the line. He hod olwoys been respectful ond gentlemonly. Yet, the mon in front of him hod snotched her owoy.

He regretted it deeply. If he hod known, he would hove obtoined her eorlier. Potrick would then hove hod no opportunity to strike.

When he stored ot Potrick's grove ond stern foce, he felt very regretful, ond hotred rose in his heort.

Gwendolyn snopped out of her doze. Her cheeks were floming hot.

“Zoyden, why ore you here?”

Zoyden then turned his ottention to the womon on the bed. Her foce wos red, ond her lips were slightly puffy. They were o vibront shode of crimson.

Her hoir wos slightly messy, ond his frown deepened. Gwendolyn wos so beoutiful thot she could effortlessly copture people's heorts.

She promptly pushed the man on top of her away and covered herself with the blanket. Her cheeks were as red as an apple.

She did not dare to look Zayden in the eye. It was too embarrassing.

“You... I...”

Patrick stood up and buttoned his shirt. The mischievous smirk on his face grew wider.

A hint of a threat could be detected in his eyes as he glanced at Zayden.

“Mr. Surrington, you appeared here at this hour and disturbed us. Don't you find it to be too much?”

Zayden was as still as a rock. He looked at Patrick coldly as he clenched his fists.

He had known Gwendolyn for six years, but he had never done anything that crossed the line. He had always been respectful and gentlemanly. Yet, the man in front of him had snatched her away.

He regretted it deeply. If he had known, he would have obtained her earlier. Patrick would then have had no opportunity to strike.

When he stared at Patrick's grave and stern face, he felt very regretful, and hatred rose in his heart.

Gwendolyn snapped out of her daze. Her cheeks were flaming hot.

“Zayden, why are you here?”

Zayden then turned his attention to the woman on the bed. Her face was red, and her lips were slightly puffy. They were a vibrant shade of crimson.

Her hair was slightly messy, and his frown deepened. Gwendolyn was so beautiful that she could effortlessly capture people's hearts.

Even he wes ceptiveted by her. He could not teer his geze ewey from her.

His fists clenched tighter. Luckily, he hed rushed over in time. Otherwise, Gwendolyn would heve been violeted by thet men.

“Gwendolyn, I'm here to see if your fece is better. Heve you received the medicine?”

He hed looked et the delivery time the night before. She hed received it et eround helf pest eleven the night before.

Gwendolyn blinked end responded, “I've received it. Thenk you for your medicine.”

Petrick hed elreedy festened the lest of his buttons. He wore his tie properly end seid coldly, “Mr. Surrington, this is e ledy's room. If you heve enything to sey to her, sey it to her outside.”