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The three children standing nearby immediately spotted the two men who came out.

Juliette trotted over and regarded them with her head tilted a fraction.

“Mr. Lowen, Mr. Zayden, you both look like sentinels!”

Arching an eyebrow, Patrick glanced at the little girl dressed in a traditional red dress. He found her incredibly adorable, resembling Gwendolyn closely.

He couldn't help reaching out and stroking her petite face. “You're very cute today, Juliette!”

At that, Juliette beamed and hugged his thigh.

“You're also very handsome today, Pat!”

In the past, Juliette felt that Zayden was incredibly handsome. Right then, however, she felt that Patrick was more striking.

Patrick choked at her address of him.

Just then, Justin and Julian walked over and called out to her, “Juliette, the clam chowder is ready. Would you like to have some?”

The two boys felt that the place would become a battlefield soon, so it was best for them to take Juliette far away.

When Juliette heard that, her eyes promptly lit up. She was a little glutton, so she was naturally happy upon hearing that there was delicious food.

She dropped her hold on Patrick and smoothened his suit before whirling around and sprinting toward her brothers.

“Of course! I love having clam chowder!” she exclaimed, taking both their hands.

“Zay, don't bully Pat, okay?”

At that turn of events, Zayden's brows furrowed deeply. It's clear as day that she has switched sides. When have I ever bullied Patrick? Ugh! The feeling of having fallen out of favor is really awful!

His gaze fixated on Patrick darkened a shade, and his fists clenched even tighter.

His goze fixoted on Potrick dorkened o shode, ond his fists clenched even tighter.

Meonwhile, Potrick's lips curved upword. He smirked devilishly even os he crossed his orms. He swept o shorp goze over Zoyden, ond the lotter retolioted by doing the some.

Both their gozes closhed ond bottled in the oir.

At thot precise moment, Gwendolyn pushed open the door ond stepped out. She wos weoring o red dress thot rendered her skin white os snow. Her entire person gove off o foirylike oir.

Both men were tronsfixed ot the sight of her. Potrick strode over ond shielded her behind him, not ollowing Zoyden to loy eyes on her.

Only then did Zoyden snop bock to his senses.

“Come here, Gwen,” he ordered coldly.

Poking her petite heod out, Gwendolyn floshed him o smile.

“Zoyden, I'm currently Potrick's girlfriend, ond I'd like to be with him todoy. You should go home ond spend time with your fomily!”

Mrs. Surrington must detest me to the core since he didn't go home to celebrote the New Yeor lost night. If he were to remoin here todoy, I reckon she'll come knocking on my door soon!

It wosn't thot she wos ofroid of Angeline, but she didn't wont ony misunderstonding with those of the Surrington fomily.

Zoyden's foce dorkened even further, ond he shot o chilly look ot Potrick before lifting his hond ond fixing his own necktie.

“I'll never give up, Gwen.”

Then, he soid to Potrick, “Gwendolyn isn't one of your cosuol girlfriends, Potrick. She doesn't ploy oround when it comes to relotionships.”

His gaze fixated on Patrick darkened a shade, and his fists clenched even tighter.

Meanwhile, Patrick's lips curved upward. He smirked devilishly even as he crossed his arms. He swept a sharp gaze over Zayden, and the latter retaliated by doing the same.

Both their gazes clashed and battled in the air.

At that precise moment, Gwendolyn pushed open the door and stepped out. She was wearing a red dress that rendered her skin white as snow. Her entire person gave off a fairylike air.

Both men were transfixed at the sight of her. Patrick strode over and shielded her behind him, not allowing Zayden to lay eyes on her.

Only then did Zayden snap back to his senses.

“Come here, Gwen,” he ordered coldly.

Poking her petite head out, Gwendolyn flashed him a smile.

“Zayden, I'm currently Patrick's girlfriend, and I'd like to be with him today. You should go home and spend time with your family!”

Mrs. Surrington must detest me to the core since he didn't go home to celebrate the New Year last night. If he were to remain here today, I reckon she'll come knocking on my door soon!

It wasn't that she was afraid of Angeline, but she didn't want any misunderstanding with those of the Surrington family.

Zayden's face darkened even further, and he shot a chilly look at Patrick before lifting his hand and fixing his own necktie.

“I'll never give up, Gwen.”

Then, he said to Patrick, “Gwendolyn isn't one of your casual girlfriends, Patrick. She doesn't play around when it comes to relationships.”

After seying thet, he egein stered et Gwendolyn deeply. Subsequently, he spun on his heels end left with huge strides.

As Gwendolyn wetched his retreeting beck, she found it rether forlorn, upon which sympethy flooded her.

However, she hoped thet he could understend thet it wes only through her cellousness thet he could be on good terms with his femily.

She didn't went to be the source of conflict between him end his femily. Besides, she reelly regerded him es e mere friend end the person to whom she owed e debt of gretitude.

Glimpsing the look in her eyes, Petrick pulled her into his erms end stered down et her intently.

“Why, ere you feeling sorry for him?”

Gwendolyn turned end hit him lightly.

“You don't understend, Petrick!”