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Gwendolyn was exhausted from crying. When she woke up, it was already past nine at night.

The room enveloped her in darkness. Devoid of the usual noise from the children, everything lay in serene stillness.

She hadn't experienced such solitude in ages.

Gwendolyn opened her eyes and gazed at the window, thinking about how beautiful the moon probably was. The white curtains allowed some moonlight to enter, making the room seem even colder.

She could hear the rustling of leaves as the breeze blew past them.

Drawing a deep breath, she felt much calmer now, probably because she cried so much earlier.

Gwendolyn switched on the bedside lamp and reached for her phone. She still had a lot of work to do, so there was no time to wallow in her sorrow.

She searched up Zachary's number, one she had never expected to dial.

However, since the Surrington family would come to propose marriage the next day, she had no choice but to reach out to Zachary for the sake of her grandfather.

It took some time before the call was answered.

“What?” His voice was tinged with an impatient and chilly undertone.

“It's me, Gwendolyn. The Surrington family will be arriving tomorrow to propose marriage. Please inform the rest of the family to avoid mentioning the fact that I have three children.”

Upon hearing her request, Zachary chuckled.

“How can you expect to keep such a secret? Moreover, aren't the children Zayden's? Are you going to conceal it from his family?”

Gwendolyn had already thought of how to respond to him. “Zayden hasn't told the truth to his family, so for now, we will keep the existence of the three children discreet. Anyway, we married because of Grandpa's wishes.”

She had been feeling troubled over this matter recently. Although Michael's health had deteriorated, he was still in his right mind.

Everyone in the Ashton family had returned and was staying at the residence. They were all waiting for him to die so they could split the family assets.

Gwendolyn was worried about Michael's health. Since he cared the most about her, he could pass away at ease after witnessing her marriage.

“Very well, I understand,” he stated before promptly ending the call.

Gwendolyn exhaled, relieved by the outcome. The man on the other end of the call was her father, but she had never experienced any fatherly love from him.

Even when she was about to get married, he exhibited no trace of reluctance. Perhaps he had been looking forward to marrying her off since a long time ago.

After concluding the call, Zachary confided in Candace, who was putting on a face mask in front of the mirror.

Candace abruptly rose from her seat, narrowly stopping the face mask from slipping off her face. She gently patted it with her hand.

“What is Gwendolyn up to? Aren't the children supposed to be Zayden's? Now that she wants to conceal it, doesn't that mean that the kids aren't his?”

In truth, she had long been aware that the children were not Zayden's but Patrick's.

However, she would never speak of this matter or admit it.

Zachary let out a sigh. “Inform everyone not to mention anything about the children tomorrow. Dad has been holding on just to witness her marriage. Once she's married and settled, he will find solace and can let everything go without any worries.”