Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 604

Chapter 604 Shake Me Off

Gwendolyn was utterly confused. Why can't I be with Patrick, but Felicia can? If I were to hear that from someone else, I would think that was a biased statement. However, Grandpa said it, and he has always favored me instead of Felicia.

At that thought, she pursed her lips and questioned, “Grandpa, since you know I love Patrick, why are you preventing me from being with him?”

Gwendolyn's eyes lit up, and she wanted answers. I care about Grandpa the most, and he already knows about Patrick and me. I have to find out what's going on. Even if there's a feud between the Ashton and Lowen families, why is Felicia allowed to be with Patrick? She's also from the Ashton family, no? Is there a secret I don't know about?

Michael's gaze darkened, and his expression took on a slightly grimmer look as he recalled some bad memories.

Shaking his head, he replied, “You don't have to know about everything else. Just listen to me. Thankfully, you'll be marrying in two days' time. I'm relieved.”

Gwendolyn wanted to question further, but Michael immediately retracted his hand. “I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. You should get some rest as well.”

Gwendolyn knew she had to stop pressuring Michael, so she stood up, tucked him in, and went back to her own bed.

The lights in the ward were dim, but she couldn't seem to fall asleep.

Instead, she just kept staring at the ceiling in bafflement. Why can't I be with Patrick?

Gwendolyn heaved a long sigh and eventually dozed off.

The next day, in Corleon, Patrick had already woken up and washed up by seven in the morning. He then went to sit by the floor-to-ceiling window and glanced at the rainy view outside. That day was surprisingly gloomy and chilly.

With a cigarette between his slender fingers, he was listening to John's report regarding the company's operations.

John was standing next to him with a tablet in his hands as he gave his report.

Right then, Patrick took a deep puff of his cigarette and looked at the expensive watch on his wrist. “Okay. It's time to wake Kev up. We need to head to the hospital soon.”

Patrick couldn't eat breakfast that morning because he had to undergo a body check-up.

After John was done reporting, he kept his tablet and lowered his head respectfully. “Noted, Mr. Lowen. However, I need to ask you something.”

A worried look flashed in John's eyes as he spoke. Will Mr. Lowen agree to it?

“Go on,” Patrick demanded coldly. He seemed to have guessed what was happening. Needless to say,

he wasn't too happy.

John bit the bullet and said, “Liam has stayed in Alendor for almost twenty days now, and the company has plenty to deal with recently. Would you allow him to return?” Instead, she just kept staring at the ceiling in bafflement. Why can't I be with Patrick?

Liam had asked John to seek Patrick's permission, so John decided to try his luck. I'm putting myself at risk here. If this goes wrong, I might also get transferred there.

“Did he ask you to ask me that?” Patrick asked.

John had been working for Patrick the longest, so he knew he couldn't fool the latter. Hence, he nodded and answered, “Yes. He has learned his lesson and promises he won't make the same mistake again.”

“Fine. Let him come back.”

“Got it, Mr. Lowen.” John heaved a sigh of relief and left the scene.

After John left, Patrick instinctively glanced at his phone. He hadn't received a missed call or a text from Gwendolyn.

Seeing that, he tapped on WhatsApp, opened Gwendolyn's chat, and typed: What are you up to? Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

However, he deleted those words and typed: Don't think you can get rid of me with that one night.

After sending the text, he kept the phone in his pocket, pretending nothing had happened.

In the next second, he whipped out his phone again and saw that she hadn't replied to his text.

Therefore, he tossed his phone toward the couch and turned to look at the view outside.

A while later, a visibly sleepy Kevin entered the room and said, “Pat, let's go to the hospital.”