Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 653

Chapter 653 Wake Up And Save Her

Three months later, the weather began to turn cool with the arrival of autumn.

Patrick remained unconscious on his hospital bed, his hair now noticeably longer.

Jocelyn held his medical records, flipping through them.

Kevin, looking worried, asked, “It's been three months. Why isn't he awake? Did you accidentally mess things up during the surgery?”

“I've already explained before, and I don't want to repeat myself,” Jocelyn said placidly after glancing at him. What else can I do since he's not ready to wake up?

At that moment, Justin and Julian entered the ward as they faithfully did every day.

Kevin watched them as they devotedly read to Patrick even though he had no idea what they were reading.

Their sincere dedication stood in stark contrast to Felicia, who would only come to visit Patrick once in a while.

During each visit, she would invariably pick a fight with him, demanding to know when Patrick would regain consciousness.

She must have grown impatient and wished to find herself another sugar daddy.

Soon, Rosalie arrived with a thermos flask as well. Each time she came, she would bring Patrick hot soup, hoping he could take a sip of the comforting warmth when he came around. “Kevin, how's Pat today?”

Everyone looked at the man lying on the bed, their hearts longing for his swift recovery.

The medical equipment on Patrick's body had long been removed, and his wounds had healed. He was now dressed in blue and white striped hospital clothing, lying quietly on the hospital bed.

In addition to having a thinner face, his chin and facial features were now more pronounced.

Kevin replied, “He's doing okay generally, but somehow, he's still in a coma.” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Rosalie sat on the chair by the bed, holding Patrick's hand. “Pat, it's been three months. Why are you still not awake?”

Justin and Julian, who stood by the bed, were also just as anxious.

Realizing Patrick was not waking up anytime soon, Justin had an idea in mind.

He inched closer and whispered into Julian's ear, “We should tell him Mommy is being abused.”

During these three months, whenever Gwendolyn was beaten by Zayden, she would keep it to herself and hide her injuries well.

That was why Julian and Justin did not notice the injuries on her body. Today, they wanted to provoke

Patrick by telling him that.

They hoped he would come around when he heard that Gwendolyn was being abused.

Julian nodded, and the two boys remained still by the bed. Once everyone left, Julian climbed up to the bed and whispered, “Patrick, Gwendolyn is being abused. Her hands and body are marked from being whipped. Wake up and save her. She needs your help.”

Justin stood aside, giving the man an icy stare.

After waiting for quite some time and not seeing any sign of him waking up, Julian, as usual, began recounting what Gwendolyn had done that day.

The two brothers left after they were done.

Back at home, they saw Gwendolyn descending the stairs with Zayden. She was wearing a light blue gown.

Juliette asked, “Mommy, are you going to a banquet tonight?”

Today was Hans' birthday, and they were planning to attend the celebration, but Gwendolyn could not bring the three children along.

As she looked at them, her eyes were filled with guilt. “Yes. Today is Old Mr. Surrington's birthday, so we're going to celebrate with him.”

Juliette pouted. “Oh. Can't you bring us along?”

While Gwendolyn hesitated for a moment, Zayden spoke up. “You three can come too!”

Juliette was overjoyed. “Can we?”

Gwendolyn looked at him from the side, her eyes no longer as radiant as before. “Aren't you afraid that your grandparents will be angry if they find out about the kids?”

Zayden wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “We're already married, and your children are also part of the Surrington family. I'm sure they'll acknowledge them.”

Gwendolyn slipped out of his embrace, maintaining a distance from him.

She murmured to herself, “Just make sure you don't get mad at me when we come home in the evening.”