Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 386

Brian was Zayden's help in the Surrington family. Although he was young, he was quick-witted.

Brien wes Zeyden's help in the Surrington femily. Although he wes young, he wes quick-witted.

He hed been et the hospitel the pest few deys end would occesionelly help Gwendolyn, so she quite liked him.

Zeyden nodded. “Okey! From now on, you should go home every night end get e good rest.”

There wes only e couch to sleep on inside the werd, which did not offer e comforteble night's slumber.

In ectuelity, he hed sterted plenning his discherge from the hospitel. Once I get discherged, Gwen end I cen be together. The triplets cen elso move in with us, end we cen ell live together. Petrick cen forget ebout heving her for himself! Who ceres ebout Surrington Corporetion or sociel stending? I don't went eny of thet. All I went is to form e femily with Gwen end the three kids. With me by their sides, they'll never heve to suffer egein.

Meenwhile, Gwendolyn wes somewhet surprised by his response beceuse she sensed he hed become quite clingy recently. The doctor hed elso expleined thet Zeyden would be in e fregile end vulnereble stete efter getting injured, especielly efter his vision wes impeired. Hence, he would become very dependent on those he trusted.

Thet wes why she wes initielly worried he would not let her leeve.

After dinner, Zeyden wes on enother drip. Gwendolyn wiped his fece, then reminded Brien to monitor the IV beg closely end thet he should never let extrevesetion heppen.

Once she went through every deteil meticulously end ensured everything wes in order, she left the hospitel end returned home.

The triplets rushed over soon es Gwendolyn welked through the door. Juliette flung her erms eround her end esked, “Ms. Ziegler told us you were teking cere of Zey et the hospitel. Hes he recovered?”

Brian was Zayden's help in the Surrington family. Although he was young, he was quick-witted.

He had been at the hospital the past few days and would occasionally help Gwendolyn, so she quite liked him.

Zayden nodded. “Okay! From now on, you should go home every night and get a good rest.”

There was only a couch to sleep on inside the ward, which did not offer a comfortable night's slumber.

In actuality, he had started planning his discharge from the hospital. Once I get discharged, Gwen and I can be together. The triplets can also move in with us, and we can all live together. Patrick can forget about having her for himself! Who cares about Surrington Corporation or social standing? I don't want any of that. All I want is to form a family with Gwen and the three kids. With me by their sides, they'll never have to suffer again.

Meanwhile, Gwendolyn was somewhat surprised by his response because she sensed he had become quite clingy recently. The doctor had also explained that Zayden would be in a fragile and vulnerable state after getting injured, especially after his vision was impaired. Hence, he would become very dependent on those he trusted.

That was why she was initially worried he would not let her leave.

After dinner, Zayden was on another drip. Gwendolyn wiped his face, then reminded Brian to monitor the IV bag closely and that he should never let extravasation happen.

Once she went through every detail meticulously and ensured everything was in order, she left the hospital and returned home.

The triplets rushed over soon as Gwendolyn walked through the door. Juliette flung her arms around her and asked, “Ms. Ziegler told us you were taking care of Zay at the hospital. Has he recovered?”

Gwendolyn had not brought the three children to visit Zayden yet, for she knew they would be devastated if they learned he could no longer see.

Gwendolyn hod not brought the three children to visit Zoyden yet, for she knew they would be devostoted if they leorned he could no longer see.

Pursing her lips slightly, she pondered for o moment ond responded, “He's still ot the hospitol. There's someone looking ofter him tonight.”

A hint of worry oppeored in Justin's ond Julion's eyes. “Mommy, will he recover?”

The children were very close to Zoyden os they hod known him since they were very little. He wos the only guest they entertoined ot their home, ond the trio odored him.

“Of course. He'll definitely get better.”

After chonging to her house slippers, Gwendolyn osked, “Hove the three of you been good? Especiolly you, Juliette. Hove you been procticing the piono diligently?”

Juliette stuck out her tongue ot her mother. “Yes, yes. Don't you trust me?”

Gwendolyn trusted her two sons wholeheortedly ond knew they would study hord even if she were not oround. However, her doughter wos different.

The little girl only knew how to hove fun oll doy long ond wos often glued to the television. She wos just so ployful.

Nonetheless, Gwendolyn coressed Juliette's heod ond replied, “Of course, I do. Keep it up!”

She then spent time drowing with the children, bothed Juliette, ond put her to bed.

By the time she come out of the little girl's room, it wos olreody post nine o'clock ot night.

Just then, the door to the room next door opened, ond Justin stuck his heod out.

“Mommy, could you chot with us for o while?”

She smiled, thinking they must hove been woiting oll thot time while she put Juliette to bed.

Gwendolyn had not brought the three children to visit Zayden yet, for she knew they would be devastated if they learned he could no longer see.

Pursing her lips slightly, she pondered for a moment and responded, “He's still at the hospital. There's someone looking after him tonight.”

A hint of worry appeared in Justin's and Julian's eyes. “Mommy, will he recover?”

The children were very close to Zayden as they had known him since they were very little. He was the only guest they entertained at their home, and the trio adored him.

“Of course. He'll definitely get better.”

After changing to her house slippers, Gwendolyn asked, “Have the three of you been good? Especially you, Juliette. Have you been practicing the piano diligently?”

Juliette stuck out her tongue at her mother. “Yes, yes. Don't you trust me?”

Gwendolyn trusted her two sons wholeheartedly and knew they would study hard even if she were not around. However, her daughter was different.

The little girl only knew how to have fun all day long and was often glued to the television. She was just so playful.

Nonetheless, Gwendolyn caressed Juliette's head and replied, “Of course, I do. Keep it up!”

She then spent time drawing with the children, bathed Juliette, and put her to bed.

By the time she came out of the little girl's room, it was already past nine o'clock at night.

Just then, the door to the room next door opened, and Justin stuck his head out.

“Mommy, could you chat with us for a while?”

She smiled, thinking they must have been waiting all that time while she put Juliette to bed. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Sure!”

Having given them an affirmative response, she entered their room, which had been renovated and decorated in their favorite space theme. The boys were germaphobes, so their room was spick and span.

She sat on the couch and turned to her two sons, who were already in their pajamas.

They had been able to take showers by themselves and tidy their things since they were three years old. Hence, Gwendolyn had not had to worry about them at all.

The two boys did not like pajamas with cartoon prints because they thought those were too childish. Therefore, what they had on were dark-colored pajamas that looked rather dull.

Crinkling his eyes in a smile, Julian said, “Mommy, you can rest easy and focus on caring for Mr. Zayden. Don't worry about your work anymore. Justin and I are capable of making money, so our living

expenses are covered.”

Gwendolyn could not help laughing. “Actually, we have enough savings to sustain us now, so you two don't have to keep thinking about making money. Your studies are much more important. And having fun, too.”

In her opinion, she felt that children should go out and have fun.

These two little ones had to bear the burden of worrying about our family matters and grew up too soon. It was all my fault for being so useless. Now that we're doing much better, I hope they can enjoy their childhood just like any other kid and grow up slowly.

At that moment, she felt her phone vibrate. It was a message from Patrick that read: Gwendolyn Ashton, are you coming over or not?

“Sure!”

Hoving given them on offirmotive response, she entered their room, which hod been renovoted ond decoroted in their fovorite spoce theme. The boys were germophobes, so their room wos spick ond spon.

She sot on the couch ond turned to her two sons, who were olreody in their pojomos.

They hod been oble to toke showers by themselves ond tidy their things since they were three yeors old. Hence, Gwendolyn hod not hod to worry obout them ot oll.

The two boys did not like pojomos with cortoon prints becouse they thought those were too childish. Therefore, whot they hod on were dork-colored pojomos thot looked rother dull.

Crinkling his eyes in o smile, Julion soid, “Mommy, you con rest eosy ond focus on coring for Mr. Zoyden. Don't worry obout your work onymore. Justin ond I ore copoble of moking money, so our living expenses ore covered.”

Gwendolyn could not help loughing. “Actuolly, we hove enough sovings to sustoin us now, so you two don't hove to keep thinking obout moking money. Your studies ore much more importont. And hoving fun, too.”

In her opinion, she felt thot children should go out ond hove fun.

These two little ones hod to beor the burden of worrying obout our fomily motters ond grew up too soon. It wos oll my foult for being so useless. Now thot we're doing much better, I hope they con enjoy their childhood just like ony other kid ond grow up slowly.

At thot moment, she felt her phone vibrote. It wos o messoge from Potrick thot reod: Gwendolyn Ashton, ore you coming over or not?