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Lucy smiled faintly. “I'd never considered marrying into the Gomez family. At least I won't deign to be with somebody who doesn't want me, unlike some people.”

“You...”

Felicia stamped her feet in anger.

Patrick's attitude toward me is something I can never allow to reach another pair of ears, or I'm going to be a laughingstock. They are all waiting to see me fail. No matter what it takes, I will be the one to marry Patrick.

Without another word, she made to enter the elevator but found the doors shut. She stabbed the down button, yet the elevator descended with its doors remaining firmly shut.

Felicia cursed. “Godd*mn Gwendolyn for not waiting for me.”

She thought Gwendolyn closed the doors on purpose to make her wait for another elevator.

Lucy laughed. “Have fun waiting, Ms. Felicia.”

Then, she turned to head to the ward.

“You used to sell liquor in clubs. Do you think you're royalty now that you're selling yourself? Just you wait,” Gwendolyn spat.

Hector emerged and smiled when he saw Felicia still there.

“Don't take it to heart, Fel! Pat has always been like that. Men will be men, eh? He just needs to be conquered. You need to keep it up!”

His loyal aide, Zachariah Litt, stood beside him. He was just as elderly. Zachariah was known by all as Mr. Litt.

He helped Hector put on a coat. “It's raining outside, Old Mr. Lowen. Put this on lest you catch a cold.”

Zachariah had been by Hector's side for most of his life. The pair's relationship had long surpassed that of an employee to his employer.

“Is it raining?”

Felicia stole a glance behind her, but Patrick had not yet emerged. She had seen Kevin and several doctors enter the ward, presumably to treat him. He would not be coming out any time soon.

She took Hector's hand. “Patrick loves my sister, but she has had children with Zayden—triplets. That's how she has always been. She was rather innocent that she got pregnant at a young age. If she weren't with Zayden, I would have let her have Patrick.”

Hector's expression shifted at those words.

True enough, the kid is still hung up on the girl. Is she innocent, then? I think it is more like shameless. However, Fel is a kind-hearted girl to not blame Gwendolyn for it.

His eyes shone with a hint of approval.

“You are the only woman for my grandson I approve of, Fel. Start making preparations to be a bride. He will be marrying you soon.”

Hector's car exited the underground parking basement of the hospital. He caught sight of Gwendolyn taking shelter from the rain at the hospital entrance.

“Stop the car,” he said lightly.

“What is it, Old Mr. Lowen?” Zachariah asked, turning around.

Aren't we going home? Why did he ask to stop the car? Is he feeling unwell? Could he have left something behind?

“Ask the young lady to join us, Zachariah.”