Perfect CEO
Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Without Patrick knowing it, it was getting more and more difficult for Gwendolyn to breathe. As for herface, it was even hotter than before. It was so uncomfortable for her that she couldn't help but gruntsoftly.

She then used her hand to give Patrick a nudge. With that, he suddenly came back to his senses. Heinstantly got up and tucked her in.

At that moment, he was panting heavily. He then shut his eyes to try to calm himself down.

When he opened his eyes again, all of his emotions had receded. However, his perspective of thewoman before his eyes had changed.

Now that Patrick had fed her fever medicine, he rubbed her forehead, palms, and feet with alcoholwipes.

He held her feet in his palm and rubbed the bottom of her feet with alcohol. What a pair of fair feet shehas! Even her toes are pretty.

After he rubbed her feet twice, the medicine was starting to take effect.

In fact, her body temperature was a lot lower than before. He took the thermometer and called out toher, “I'm going to take your temperature, Gwendolyn.”

He was just going to go ahead with whatever he wanted to do with her because Gwendolyn was still ina daze. After placing the thermometer under her armpit, he couldn't help but get attracted by herextremely fair skin. Her pearly white skin seemed smooth and soft.

Patrick felt as if he was losing his mind at that instant. He couldn't believe that he was taking care of awoman he barely knew. I must've lost control of myself just now because she resembles the woman inmy dream. Yes, that must be why.

After waiting for five minutes, he took a reading from the thermometer. Evidently, her fever was startingto subside because she had a temperature of around ninety-eight degrees Fahrenheit.

The medicine is good! Patrick could finally breathe a sigh of relief. He then sat by the bed and watchedher sleep soundly.

Suddenly, he remembered what she said the night before. She was pregnant at the age of eighteen.She didn't even attend university, and she needs to raise her kids. Where is the kids' father, then? Whydid he leave her to shoulder the burden all by herself?

Right then, his phone rang. Liam was giving him a call.

Patrick answered the call and asked, “What is it?”

“Mr. Lowen, it's lunchtime. I've got you some food. Do you want me to send it over to you now?”

Patrick didn't even realize that it was noon already. It's so difficult taking care of a sick person.

“Yes. Buy some oatmeal porridge as well.”

With that, he hung up the phone and tucked her in once again.

While she was in bed, Patrick wandered around the house. Well, everything here seems to eitherbelong to the kids or her. I don't see anything belonging to a man. Although the place is small, shemanaged to make it cozy. The toys on the rug must be Juliette's.

Suddenly, someone rang the doorbell, and he went downstairs to open the door.

At first, he thought that Liam was sending him lunch. To his surprise, it was a middle-aged woman withcurly hair. She was a very chubby woman with small eyes.

“Who are you? Where is Gwen?” The woman wanted to walk into the courtyard, but Patrick held thedoor and prevented her from entering.

The woman smiled and asked, “Are you Gwen's husband?”

She couldn't help but size him up. He's incredibly handsome! But then again, that's not a surpriseconsidering how pretty Gwen is. His body and looks, though. He's even better looking than thecelebrities on television!

While having the woman's eyes lingering all over him, Patrick put on a stern face and uttered, “It isinconvenient for Gwendolyn to entertain guests at the moment.”

With that, he wanted to close the door shut. The woman stopped him and said, “Wait, handsome! I'mhere to collect rent from Gwen. I've only rented her this place because I pity her for having to raise thekids on her own. However, she's late with her rent by half a month. If she can't pay up, I'd have to rentthe place to someone else.”