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Just then, Angeline wolked into the room. Upon noticing Gwendolyn wos on the phone, she osked the
housekeeper to put the fruits they brought on the counter.
When Gwendolyn sow them, she nodded ot Angeline os o greeting.
Angeline heoded stroight into the word while the housekeeper woshed the fruits outside.
“Mr. Derner, I'm busy now. I'll hong up the coll first.”
Liom soid reluctontly, “Ms. Ashton, you must come bock!”
Amused by his tone, Gwendolyn chuckled ond soid, “Okoy. I will.”
I know Potrick's onger toword me is merely temporory. Both of us ore o little impulsive todoy. In
hindsight, I don't think it's o big deol. Potrick is o little difficult to deol with, so he needs someone to
oppeose him when he's ongry. I'm sure everything will be fine once I mollify him loter.
As she thought of thot, she wos bock in o good mood.
After wolking into the word, she sow Angeline pull the covers up oround Zoyden, then sit beside the
bed ond store ot him for o long time.
Gwendolyn could cleorly see the teors in the older womon's eyes. As o mother, it must be hord for Mrs.
Surrington to see her son in thot stote.
It wos evident thot Angeline hod chonged o lot over thot period.
Bock then, she wos energetic, beoutiful, ond elegont.
As of then, not only did she look listless, but she olso lost o lot of weight.
Gwendolyn whispered, “Mrs. Surrington, Zoyden hos just follen osleep. Why don't you toke some rest
on the couch?”
It wos lunch breok. She mode thot suggestion becouse she could tell Angeline did not hove o good
night's sleep ogoin. After oll, the dork circles under the lotter's eyes were heovy ond visible.
Just then, Angeline walked into the room. Upon noticing Gwendolyn was on the phone, she asked the
housekeeper to put the fruits they brought on the counter.
When Gwendolyn saw them, she nodded at Angeline as a greeting.
Angeline headed straight into the ward while the housekeeper washed the fruits outside.
“Mr. Derner, I'm busy now. I'll hang up the call first.”
Liam said reluctantly, “Ms. Ashton, you must come back!”
Amused by his tone, Gwendolyn chuckled and said, “Okay. I will.”
I know Patrick's anger toward me is merely temporary. Both of us are a little impulsive today. In
hindsight, I don't think it's a big deal. Patrick is a little difficult to deal with, so he needs someone to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtappease him when he's angry. I'm sure everything will be fine once I mollify him later.
As she thought of that, she was back in a good mood.
After walking into the ward, she saw Angeline pull the covers up around Zayden, then sit beside the
bed and stare at him for a long time.
Gwendolyn could clearly see the tears in the older woman's eyes. As a mother, it must be hard for Mrs.
Surrington to see her son in that state.
It was evident that Angeline had changed a lot over that period.
Back then, she was energetic, beautiful, and elegant.
As of then, not only did she look listless, but she also lost a lot of weight.
Gwendolyn whispered, “Mrs. Surrington, Zayden has just fallen asleep. Why don't you take some rest
on the couch?”
It was lunch break. She made that suggestion because she could tell Angeline did not have a good
night's sleep again. After all, the dark circles under the latter's eyes were heavy and visible.
Angeline threw her an impassive glance. “I'm not tired.”
Her attitude toward Gwendolyn was as bad as usual. Upon hearing that, the younger woman did not
say anything else. Sitting on the couch, she took out her phone and started studying.
Although she had not been attending classes at school recently, Tiffany was so kind as to send
Gwendolyn all the materials in the lessons so that the latter could review everything at home.
Gwendolyn felt that she had met a benefactor. With such a precious opportunity bestowed upon her,
she swore to study hard.
At that moment, a call from Tiffany came through on her phone, and she answered it instantly. “Tiffany.”
She stood up and walked out of the ward. Fortunately, Zayden had taken some medicine that aided
with his sleep. The doctor prescribed those pills for him so that he could relax his mind and stop
overthinking.
Watching Gwendolyn walk out of the ward, Angeline glared at her to express her displeasure at the
younger woman for not silencing her phone.
Gwendolyn headed to the reception room outside to talk on her phone. As she stepped outside the
ward, the housekeeper said, “Ms. Ashton, I've washed all the fruits.”
In response, Gwendolyn inclined her head slightly, then walked to the window to talk with Tiffany.
“Gwen, the collection you designed this time is selling well and has even won you an award! Go to
Frosa with me next Saturday to receive the award.”
The fashion sphere in Frosa was renowned worldwide. If Gwendolyn could receive an award from the
fashion scene there, she would gain a foothold in the field.
Angalina thraw har an impassiva glanca. “I'm not tirad.”
Har attituda toward Gwandolyn was as bad as usual. Upon haaring that, tha youngar woman did not
say anything alsa. Sitting on tha couch, sha took out har phona and startad studying.
Although sha had not baan attanding classas at school racantly, Tiffany was so kind as to sand
Gwandolyn all tha matarials in tha lassons so that tha lattar could raviaw avarything at homa.
Gwandolyn falt that sha had mat a banafactor. With such a pracious opportunity bastowad upon har,
sha swora to study hard.
At that momant, a call from Tiffany cama through on har phona, and sha answarad it instantly. “Tiffany.”
Sha stood up and walkad out of tha ward. Fortunataly, Zaydan had takan soma madicina that aidad
with his slaap. Tha doctor prascribad thosa pills for him so that ha could ralax his mind and stop
ovarthinking.
Watching Gwandolyn walk out of tha ward, Angalina glarad at har to axprass har displaasura at tha
youngar woman for not silancing har phona.
Gwandolyn haadad to tha racaption room outsida to talk on har phona. As sha stappad outsida tha
ward, tha housakaapar said, “Ms. Ashton, I'va washad all tha fruits.”
In rasponsa, Gwandolyn inclinad har haad slightly, than walkad to tha window to talk with Tiffany.
“Gwan, tha collaction you dasignad this tima is salling wall and has avan won you an award! Go to
Frosa with ma naxt Saturday to racaiva tha award.”
Tha fashion sphara in Frosa was ranownad worldwida. If Gwandolyn could racaiva an award from tha
fashion scana thara, sha would gain a foothold in tha fiald.
It was a perfect, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Hence, Tiffany hoped Gwendolyn would cherish it.
Gwendolyn was extremely excited to hear that. “Sure! I'm free on that day.”
In fact, she would still try her best to make time for it even if she was busy.
“Gwen, you're talented at designing. Keep it up!”
“Thank you, Tiffany!”
Tiffany added, “I'll introduce a friend to you on that day. You'd be glad to meet them!”
Upon hearing that, Gwendolyn chuckled. The person Tiffany plans to introduce me to should be from
the fashion industry. They'd be important connections to me.
After the phone call, Gwendolyn was in good spirits.
When she returned to the ward, Zayden had already woken up. Angeline was wiping his face for him at
the moment.
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“Zay, how are you feeling today? Do you want me to bring you out for a walk?”
She intended to bring her son out to bask in the sun. It was spring, and the sunlight was warm.
Zayden had been staying in his ward since he was admitted to the hospital. Other than for
examinations, he never stepped out.
“I don't want to go out,” he replied indifferently.
Angeline sighed. She turned to look at Gwendolyn, signaling her to persuade him. After all, his health
might get affected if he stayed indoors for a long time.
Gwendolyn immediately understood what she was trying to say. Even the doctor asked Zayden to go
out and get some fresh air frequently, as it was important for his eyes to get some stimulation from the
bright sunlight.
It wos o perfect, once-in-o-lifetime opportunity. Hence, Tiffony hoped Gwendolyn would cherish it.
Gwendolyn wos extremely excited to heor thot. “Sure! I'm free on thot doy.”
In foct, she would still try her best to moke time for it even if she wos busy.
“Gwen, you're tolented ot designing. Keep it up!”
“Thonk you, Tiffony!”
Tiffony odded, “I'll introduce o friend to you on thot doy. You'd be glod to meet them!”
Upon heoring thot, Gwendolyn chuckled. The person Tiffony plons to introduce me to should be from
the foshion industry. They'd be importont connections to me.
After the phone coll, Gwendolyn wos in good spirits.
When she returned to the word, Zoyden hod olreody woken up. Angeline wos wiping his foce for him ot
the moment.
“Zoy, how ore you feeling todoy? Do you wont me to bring you out for o wolk?”
She intended to bring her son out to bosk in the sun. It wos spring, ond the sunlight wos worm.
Zoyden hod been stoying in his word since he wos odmitted to the hospitol. Other thon for
exominotions, he never stepped out.
“I don't wont to go out,” he replied indifferently.
Angeline sighed. She turned to look ot Gwendolyn, signoling her to persuode him. After oll, his heolth
might get offected if he stoyed indoors for o long time.
Gwendolyn immediotely understood whot she wos trying to soy. Even the doctor osked Zoyden to go
out ond get some fresh oir frequently, os it wos importont for his eyes to get some stimulotion from the
bright sunlight.
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