Chapter 489
Chapter 489
Gwendolyn warned herself before striding toward the stairs.
She had been accompanying Zayden, so she did not know where the three kids were.
However, there were two older brothers, Justin and Julian, to take care of Juliette. Hence, Gwendolyn did not worry about their safety.
Gwendolyn proceeded to go downstairs. Not many people were in the living room, as everyone had returned to their rooms to rest after lunch.
Her three kids were having some fun in the living room. Felicia was sitting opposite them. Gwendolyn had no idea what they were talking about.
Lest Felicia would reveal something she shouldn't say, she sped downstairs.
Candace happened to come out from the dining room and saw Gwendolyn crossing her arms in front of her chest.
“Gwen, look at you, busy taking care of your man and care nothing about your kids,” Candace sneered and looked somewhere not far away. “You must be lucky. Fel is kind enough to help you take care of them.”
Gwendolyn replied, “They don't need to be taken care of, as they could take care of themselves well.”
Felicia? If Felicia were someone else, I would have trusted that person to take care of my kids. I don't even believe her.
Candace felt displeased with Gwendolyn's words. “What do you mean, Gwendolyn? Do you even look like a mother at all? You are even more wicked than a stepmother. Can kids truly take care of themselves?”
Hearing what Candace said, Justin defended, “We can take care of ourselves.” C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.
Julian, too, affirmed immediately, “And we can take good care of Juliette.”
The two revealed cold expressions as they turned to look at Candace.
Candace felt that those expressions were somewhat familiar. The aura they demonstrated was also very much like that of someone. It was just that she could not recall anything at that very moment despite feeling familiar.
Felicia was eating grapes and spitting the skins on her hand simultaneously.
When she heard that, she smiled faintly and said, “Mom, please calm down. They just said that they could take care of themselves. What more do you have to say?”
After Felicia finished her sentence, she threw the grape skins in her hand into the trash can. With a smile, she called out to Gwendolyn, “Gwen, come and sit here. Come to think of it, these three kids do have good looks, and they look pretty similar to Zayden.”
Gwendolyn frowned slightly upon hearing that. Is she blind? How are they like Zayden? She wouldn't be so kind. What is she trying to do?
Candace, too, walked over and sat beside her daughter before taking a look at the three kids.
The little girl was wearing a blue princess dress that resembled the one a princess would wear in a cartoon. On the other hand, the two little boys were wearing black suits with white shirts and black bowties.
Tall and thin, the little boys appeared handsome overall.
In contrast, the little girl and Gwendolyn were made from the same mold. The former just looked identical to the latter.
“Have you all eaten?” Gwendolyn asked.
Justin answered, “We have. We just had our meal with Great-grandpa.”
With Michael around, no one could bully Gwendolyn's kids. On top of that, since the kids were considered to have a father now and would be bullied less, Gwendolyn was thoroughly at ease.
Gwendolyn replied, “Okay. If you feel tired, I'll ask the housekeepers to bring you upstairs to take a nap.”
Juliette was tired of watching cartoons and could barely keep her eyes open.
“Mommy, I want to sleep.”
Hearing that, Candace ordered, “Housekeepers, come and bring Justin, Julian, and Juliette to rest in the guest room.”
A few housekeepers immediately went over. Gwendolyn purposely paid attention to the faces of the housekeepers and was at ease when she confirmed that they were Michael's people.
“Justin, bring Julian and Juliette upstairs to rest. Call me if there's anything.”
Justin replied, “Okay, Mommy.”
Then the three kids walked toward the elevator, with a few housekeepers behind.
The living room felt empty in an instant. There were only Gwendolyn, Felicia, and Candace left.
Lying on the couch, Gwendolyn was reading messages on her phone.
Since there was no news about Patrick, she casually surfed her Instagram.
Felicia peeked at her mother, who was staring at Gwendolyn with hatred. However, she thought it was normal for any woman to hate Gwendolyn.
After all, Gwendolyn was too beautiful and looked somewhat like a vixen.
Felicia sneered, “Gwendolyn, congrats! You are about to be married into the Surrington family.”