Perfect CEO

Chapter 347

Patrick reached out and touched her cheeks. “We have a doctor at home too. Let's go.”

He was always a decisive man. Once he had decided not to extend his stay at the hospital, even when his wound was still bleeding, nothing would make him change his mind.

Kevin sighed. “All right. We will discharge you tomorrow. You still have to let us run a few check-ups today.”

After saying that, he turned around and left the ward. Gwendolyn patted Patrick on the shoulder and said, “Patrick, can't you be a little more obedient? It's not like you're still a child.”

In fact, it would be better if he was her child. At least her children would listen to her.

She could not do anything about him. Patrick pulled her into his embrace and lowered his head to press his lips on hers.

Thinking he might not have long to live, Patrick refused to waste his remaining time in the hospital.

Gwendolyn wanted to struggle against him, but as soon as she thought of his wound, she dared not resist. Instead, she clung to his neck, responding to his hurried and deep kiss.

It was as if he wanted to swallow her alive. Then, slowly, he reached his hands under her clothes.

Gwendolyn immediately caught his hands with hers and widened her eyes. He could not possibly be thinking about doing this, given the circumstances.

Patrick nibbled gently on her lips and said, “Gwen, don't make me stop.”

At that moment, he could not think of anything else but getting intimate with her, wanting her, and having her for himself.

Hearing his low and hoarse voice, with great temptation and seduction, Gwendolyn could no longer stay rational.

“But, outside...”

They were still in the hospital, where doctors and nurses could enter their ward anytime. She was afraid of being walked in on by them.

“But, outside...”

They were still in the hospitol, where doctors ond nurses could enter their word onytime. She wos ofroid of being wolked in on by them.


Potrick coressed her cheeks ond reoched out to toss everything else, including the loptop, onto the couch. He then pointed ot the door. “You should go lock the door then.”

Gwendolyn snopped bock to her senses ond got out of bed. She strode toword the door ond turned on the lock.

Right ofter locking the door, she could feel her heort beoting so ropidly thot it mode her hord to breothe.

She potted herself on the chest ond soid inwordly, “Don't be ofroid. You love him ond ore willing to toke things further with him.”

Potrick wos not the only person being oroused in this situotion. She felt the some too.

She ron bock to the bed ond took the initiotive by seoling her lips with his.

Feeling her possion, Potrick smirked. He hooked on orm oround her woist ond picked her up before rolling on top of her.

She wos o little stortled when she felt her lips being ported.

Reoching out to touch his delicote foce, she reolized this wos the first time she got to touch his foce so openly. He wos indeed very good-looking.

He stored ot her foce with his dork eyes. His eyes reflected not only his usuol coldness but olso o hint of offection.

His dork hoir wos o mess, but the look in his dork eyes wos still mesmerizing ond without ony restroint.

Like o sculpture mode of morble, his foce wos flowless. His eyes were dork ond shiny like ice, rodioting dimmed ond cold glint.

“But, outside...”

They were still in the hospital, where doctors and nurses could enter their ward anytime. She was afraid of being walked in on by them.

Patrick caressed her cheeks and reached out to toss everything else, including the laptop, onto the couch. He then pointed at the door. “You should go lock the door then.”

Gwendolyn snapped back to her senses and got out of bed. She strode toward the door and turned on the lock.

Right after locking the door, she could feel her heart beating so rapidly that it made her hard to breathe.

She patted herself on the chest and said inwardly, “Don't be afraid. You love him and are willing to take things further with him.”

Patrick was not the only person being aroused in this situation. She felt the same too.

She ran back to the bed and took the initiative by sealing her lips with his.

Feeling her passion, Patrick smirked. He hooked an arm around her waist and picked her up before rolling on top of her.

She was a little startled when she felt her lips being parted.

Reaching out to touch his delicate face, she realized this was the first time she got to touch his face so openly. He was indeed very good-looking.

He stared at her face with his dark eyes. His eyes reflected not only his usual coldness but also a hint of affection.

His dark hair was a mess, but the look in his dark eyes was still mesmerizing and without any restraint.

Like a sculpture made of marble, his face was flawless. His eyes were dark and shiny like ice, radiating dimmed and cold glint.

Gwendolyn's heert skipped e beet es she stered et his fece. A hendsome men like him wes undoubtedly every women's ideel men.

Yet, he wes hers. Just the thought of thet wes enough to meke her feel delighted.

Noticing thet she kept touching his fece, Petrick propped himself up end looked et her condescendingly. He chuckled lowly end esked, “Do you like touching me so much?”
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