Perfect CEO

Chapter 64

Gwendolyn couldn't stop crying once she started. When she felt his fingers caressing her cheeks, she hurriedly backed away in shock. With that, she sat on Felicia's face accidentally, causing the latter to shriek and jump to her feet.

“Ahh! Gwendolyn Ashton, are you trying to kill me?”

As she had just woken up from her sleep, her voice was harsh and high-pitched. She had forgotten where she was. The only thing she saw was Gwendolyn's buttock moving away from her face. Hence, she reprimanded the latter without any thought.

Gwendolyn stood aside and said indifferently, “I didn't do it on purpose.”

They seemed to have forgotten about Felicia's presence previously. It was only now that Patrick noticed her.

“It's true that she didn't do it on purpose. Just go home and rest if you're tired,” he clarified, his brows furrowed.

Following that, he rose and remarked, “Grandma, Gwendolyn, it's time for dinner.”

A trace of confusion flashed across Gwendolyn's eyes. Isn't he engaged to Felicia? What's with his distant attitude toward her?

She glanced secretly at Felicia, only to notice the latter's dull expression. Patrick didn't ask her to eat together. Does she have the guts to stay back?

Felicia bit her lip and called out, “Pat, wait a minute. I have something to ask you.”

The man stopped in his tracks while Alice and Gwendolyn headed to the dining hall. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Felicia and Patrick were left alone in the living room. He placed his hands into his pocket casually and looked at her impassively. “Ms. Ashton, you should know well that there's nothing between us other than that contract. I hope that you can stay out of my life unless you're required to appear for the sake of putting up an act.”

Felicia felt her heart churning as she bit her lip. “I know my place well. However, everyone knows that I'm your fiancée. I hope that you will keep a distance from other women.”

Upon hearing that, Patrick suddenly sneered. “Ms. Ashton, I will never change for anyone, let alone a fake marriage. If you can't accept it, we can terminate our contract right this instant.”

Felicia's heart skipped a beat at his words. So he really wants to terminate the contract! If he does so, I will lose the only chance to get close to him. Besides, everyone in the Ashton family is trying to curry favor with me as they assume that I'll become a Lowens soon. Even Grandpa isn't as distant to me anymore. From time to time, he will ask me about the wedding matters. Hence, I can't afford to lose the contract!

Therefore, she forced a smile and replied, “I didn't mean that, Pat. All right. I will no longer interfere with your private life, and I'll refrain from showing up in front of you. Still, Old Mrs. Lowen will invite me over at times. I'd feel bad turning her down.”

Old Mrs. Lowen shall take all the blame for today!

She picked up her purse. “I'll take my leave, then. Just call me when you need me.”

With that, Felicia quickly made a beeline for the entrance, fearing that he would terminate the contract if she were slow. That way, she would become the joke of the Ashton family. Even her friends would view her as a laughing stock.

After watching the woman leave, Patrick headed to the dining hall.

Alice and Gwendolyn had already dug in. The latter was staring at her plate in shock as the former had placed many dishes on her plate.

Patrick knew that she was hesitating if she should finish them all. If she didn't, Alice would definitely be disappointed.

Hence, he sat beside her and grabbed his fork to scoop half of her meal into his own plate, digging in gracefully.

Gwendolyn finally heaved a sigh of relief. She took a quick peek at Patrick, who was enjoying his meal as if nothing had happened just now.

Well, a trash bin is actually quite useful.