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Gwendolyn shook her head. “No. We didn't fight.”
She had never mentioned her family before. Zayden found out that she was from the Ashton family
only when he was helping her to register for an account.
Given her identity, he could not understand why she would live such a miserable life out there while
raising the children all by herself.
He felt sorry for her. Despite feeling curious, he knew she had to be on bad terms with her family to
have moved out alone.
Therefore, he had asked his friend to help with the account registration without alerting the Ashton
family.
“Gwen, I'm always there for you. You can look for me whenever you need help.”
He would always be waiting for her as long as she was willing to give him a chance.
Gwendolyn smiled. “I'm fine. It's just that I haven't recovered from the cold a few days ago. Don't worry
about me.”
Zayden stopped probing further upon hearing her. He stayed back for dinner after sending her back to
Snowy Lane.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was getting dark when he left. Gwendolyn and her children sent him off at the door.
Juliette waved at him. “Goodbye, Mr. Zayden!”
Justin and Julian also bid goodbye to him. “Drive safe, Mr. Zayden.”
Zayden liked coming to Gwendolyn's house because everyone there was friendly. Their smiles were
sincere and warm.
He found comfort in the place, and its peacefulness was a stark contrast to the rest of the world.
After seeing the car drive some distance away, the family walked back home happily.
Gwendolyn said to the two boys, “You two have lessons later at night. You'd better pack up and leave
soon.”
Juliette also had her piano lesson shortly. Gwendolyn needed to send her and watch her there.
Nonetheless, she felt troubled whenever she thought of the sixty thousand fees. She had to look for a
job the next day regardless.
Gwendolyn changed her clothes before leaving the house. Then, she wrapped a scarf around Juliette's
neck.
“Sweetheart, you have to focus on the lesson today. Don't be naughty.”
Juliette was the one who picked the course for herself. Nonetheless, she became restless and stopped
taking it seriously after some time.
Juliette nodded upon hearing her mother. “Okay. I got it.”
Then, she stared at Gwendolyn and asked, “Gwen, did Mr. Handsome, who always takes care of you,
ask you out for a meal or a movie?”
That was what she had seen in the television drama where the male lead would ask the female lead to
go on a date after taking care of her when she was sick. Then, the two would get married after dating
for some time.
Gwendolyn felt frustrated at the mention of Patrick. She thought she had a stroke of bad luck for owing
the man so much money for no reason. Even if she were to die of illness, she would not want him to
take care of her.
That was a sky-high price for taking care of her. She wished she was able to earn so much money.
Just then, her phone started ringing. Juliette immediately helped her to bring the phone over.
“Gwen, your phone is ringing. Maybe Mr. Handsome is going to ask you out!”
Gwendolyn wrapped a scarf around her neck, thinking that the man would not be calling her at that
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhour. He should be drinking with his father-in-law now. Why would he even call me?
Then, she took her phone over from her daughter and almost dropped it in shock. It was a call from
Patrick, indeed.
Juliette urged, “Hurry up! Answer it!”
The man was her creditor, after all. She had no choice but to answer his call.
“Hello.”
Her tone was cold as though she was talking to a complete stranger.
“Gwendolyn, come over to Star Mansion in half an hour, or I'll double the interest.”
He hung up the call as soon as he dropped his words. Gwendolyn frowned, and her face turned grim.
Is there an interest? She felt regretful for signing the contract at that moment.
Juliette jumped around happily when she heard their conversation.
“Yay! Mr. Handsome really asked you out! Go put on some makeup and doll up yourself. I'm attending
my lesson now. I promise I'll behave.”
Gwendolyn felt anxious as she watched her daughter descending the staircase joyfully.
“Juliette, let me go with you. Do you hear me?”
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