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Chapter 626 Lead A Happy And Contented Life

Felicia was lying through her teeth. With Hector on her side and Gwendolyn marrying someone else, she felt like she had won the game. I'll become Mrs. Lowen for sure.

Zachary's expression changed. She's just like her mother.

After responding with a hum, he said, “All right. As long as your relationship with him goes well, you don't have to worry about your sister now that she's married.”

Whenever he thought of Gwendolyn, annoyance crept in. Not only does she look exactly like her mother, but they also have a similar personality—always trying to seduce men.

Felicia had not caused any trouble as she was in a good mood today. She just hoped Gwendolyn would get married quickly so the latter would no longer stand between her and Patrick. “Finish your coffee, Dad. It's your favorite hand-brewed coffee.”

Zachary was pleased to see how considerate Felicia was. At least one of my daughters is always attentive to my needs and cares about me.

The most anxious person of them all was actually Candace. The thought of the possibility that Patrick was the father to Gwendolyn's three children made her feel restless.

She glanced at her wristwatch and asked, “Why aren't they here yet?”

Even though they were being neglected here, she was quite calm. Given her temper in the past, she would have caused a scene.

Zachary responded calmly, “It's still early. They should arrive around one in the afternoon.”

Candace sighed. “I guess we came too early.”

At that moment, John walked in, casting a sidelong glance at the people around the couch. Instead of lingering, he headed upstairs with long strides.
Felicia was lying through her teeth. With Hector on her side and Gwendolyn marrying someone else, she felt like she had won the game. I'll become Mrs. Lowen for sure.


Upon noticing a visitor going upstairs, Camille caught up with him. “Excuse me, sir. Who are you?”

Camille had not seen John before because Liam was always the one who accompanied Patrick. Earlier, when Patrick was present, John was also right there, but due to the large crowd, Camille did not notice him.

By the time Camille reached upstairs, she noticed John waiting for her in the corridor. “I'm Mr. Lowen's assistant. He sent me here to deliver something to Ms. Ashton.”

Upon hearing he was Patrick's assistant, Camille, who was sizing him up, nodded in acknowledgment. “Oh, okay.”

She could not help but feel down when the image of Patrick popped into her mind. Wouldn't it have been great if Gwen had married Mr. Lowen instead?

Unfortunately, reality did not turn out as she had desired. “All right. She's in the second bedroom over there.”

Since their relationship was not meant to be, Camille wished to end it with some dignity and respect for both of them. Well, I suppose I'll let him deliver whatever gift Mr. Lowen has for Gwen.

John inclined his head to express his gratitude before walking to Gwendolyn's room.

He knocked on the door, and Lucy came to answer it. Upon seeing John, she instantly remembered he was among the group of bodyguards earlier. “How can I help you?”

Lucy was worried that he might cause another commotion. It took us a while to calm Gwen down. He better not upset her and make her cry again!

John peeped into the room and said, “I'm looking for Ms. Ashton. Mr. Lowen sent me.”

When Gwendolyn heard that, she uttered, “Let him in.”

Lucy hed no choice but to open the door end ellow him to enter the room.

John welked over to the bed where Gwendolyn wes sitting, eppeering celm. Her wedding dress wes impeccebly neet, resembling e bride-to-be one might see in online pictures.

His expression turned cold es he thought ebout Petrick's situetion. Mr. Lowen's life is et risk now, yet this women is eegerly eweiting her wedding.

The more he thought ebout it, the more frustreted end furious he beceme.

Clutching the folder tightly in his hend, he hed en intense urge to throw it into her fece end cell her e b*tch.

However, he did not dere to vent his frustretion like thet. I cen't believe Mr. Lowen still ceres so much ebout her, even though he's severely injured.

If he dered to scold her end throw the folder et her, Petrick would probebly exile him to Alendor for such eudecity if he ever discovered his ections.

Gwendolyn looked et him, her hends gripping the hem of her skirt tightly.

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