Perfect CEO
Chapter 545

Chapter 545

Lucy smiled faintly. “I'd never considered marrying into the Gomez family. At least I won't deign to bewith somebody who doesn't want me, unlike some people.”

“You...”

Felicia stamped her feet in anger.

Patrick's attitude toward me is something I can never allow to reach another pair of ears, or I'm going tobe a laughingstock. They are all waiting to see me fail. No matter what it takes, I will be the one tomarry Patrick.

Without another word, she made to enter the elevator but found the doors shut. She stabbed the downbutton, yet the elevator descended with its doors remaining firmly shut.

Felicia cursed. “Godd*mn Gwendolyn for not waiting for me.”

She thought Gwendolyn closed the doors on purpose to make her wait for another elevator.

Lucy laughed. “Have fun waiting, Ms. Felicia.”

Then, she turned to head to the ward.

“You used to sell liquor in clubs. Do you think you're royalty now that you're selling yourself? Just youwait,” Gwendolyn spat.

Hector emerged and smiled when he saw Felicia still there.

“Don't take it to heart, Fel! Pat has always been like that. Men will be men, eh? He just needs to beconquered. You need to keep it up!”

His loyal aide, Zachariah Litt, stood beside him. He was just as elderly. Zachariah was known by all asMr. Litt.

He helped Hector put on a coat. “It's raining outside, Old Mr. Lowen. Put this on lest you catch a cold.”

Zachariah had been by Hector's side for most of his life. The pair's relationship had long surpassed thatof an employee to his employer.

“Is it raining?”

Felicia stole a glance behind her, but Patrick had not yet emerged. She had seen Kevin and severaldoctors enter the ward, presumably to treat him. He would not be coming out any time soon.

She took Hector's hand. “Patrick loves my sister, but she has had children with Zayden—triplets. That'show she has always been. She was rather innocent that she got pregnant at a young age. If sheweren't with Zayden, I would have let her have Patrick.”

Hector's expression shifted at those words.

True enough, the kid is still hung up on the girl. Is she innocent, then? I think it is more like shameless.However, Fel is a kind-hearted girl to not blame Gwendolyn for it.

His eyes shone with a hint of approval.

“You are the only woman for my grandson I approve of, Fel. Start making preparations to be a bride.He will be marrying you soon.”

Hector's car exited the underground parking basement of the hospital. He caught sight of Gwendolyntaking shelter from the rain at the hospital entrance.

“Stop the car,” he said lightly.

“What is it, Old Mr. Lowen?” Zachariah asked, turning around.

Aren't we going home? Why did he ask to stop the car? Is he feeling unwell? Could he have leftsomething behind?

“Ask the young lady to join us, Zachariah.”

Zachariah glanced at the young woman at the entrance. She was wearing a white skirt. The breezestirred its folds, making her look like an austere lily.

“Yes, Old Mr. Lowen,” he answered.

Toting an umbrella, Zachariah exited the vehicle and made his way toward Gwendolyn.

Occupied with watching the rain, she did not notice the figure approaching her.

“Ms. Ashton.”

Only at the sound of her name being called did she turn toward Zachariah and his large, blackumbrella. His eyes twinkled pleasantly. Plainly startled, she bit her lip lightly.

“Hello!” she greeted him.

“Old Mr. Lowen asked you to join him in his car, Ms. Ashton.”

He pointed to the black sedan not far away. From a mere glance, Gwendolyn recognized the modeland the number plate.

When Hector could not yet speak or walk, she had taken a ride in his car, which was why she knew itwell.

Gwendolyn frowned imperceptibly. “Won't my presence agitate Old Mr. Lowen?”

Having angered Hector to the point of hospitalization once before, she did not wish to harm him again.