Perfect CEO

Chapter 565

He turned to look at the woman lying on the bed. I always thought it was her. Was I wrong?

Gwendolyn slept on her side like a child, curling and hugging a bolster as though she lacked a sense of security.

Kevin replied, “She's twenty-four, the same age as Gwen.”

“I see. I'll meet you at the hospital tomorrow,” replied Patrick. Once I run a DNA test on the hair, the truth will be revealed. I genuinely hope Gwendolyn was the woman I slept with back then.

The next morning, Patrick overslept. As he was exhausted from his intimate activity last night and struggled to fall asleep, he spent the rest of the night staring at Gwendolyn. He planned to register his marriage with her the next day at the City Hall.

Without him noticing it, he gradually fell into a deep slumber.

By the time he woke up, it was already almost nine in the morning. When he opened his eyes, the edges of his lips curved upward.

He stretched his hand to his side but didn't touch anyone, so he abruptly sat up and stared at the empty spot beside him.


His handsome face contorted slightly, and his smile vanished.

He got out of bed and headed downstairs, thinking Gwendolyn was preparing breakfast.

When he heard sounds coming from the kitchen, he called out, “Gwen...”

Upon hearing his voice, Lilian walked out of the kitchen. “It's me, Mr. Lowen. Ms. Ashton isn't here.”

Disappointment swirled in his eyes. “I see.”

Quickly, he returned upstairs.

Lilian shook her head with a smile. It seems Mr. Lowen only shows his emotions to Ms. Ashton. I can tell he cares a lot about her.

Patrick returned to the bedroom and saw the ring sitting on the bedside table. He dashed toward it and grabbed it. Isn't this the ring I presented to her when I proposed? Did she forget to bring it with her?

He held it in his hand and dialed her number, but it wouldn't get through.

Immediately, Patrick knew what was going on and hung up furiously. “Do you think spending a night with me is enough, Gwendolyn? You belong to me in this life! Don't think you can escape me!”

At that moment, Gwendolyn was driving to Dragonhill Mansion with her luggage stored in the trunk. She decided to stay at the mountain for the time being.

As for the children, she had already asked Camille to care for them and would visit them once every week.

Suddenly, she felt her ears burning.

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