Chapter 534
Chapter 534
Chapter 534 Dealing With A Certain Somebody
He followed them into the nurse's office, where the nurse instructed Gwendolyn to take off her shirt.
Just as Gwendolyn was about to take her clothes off, she saw the tall man in a hospital gown walking in. She deduced he was sick from his pale complexion.
However, his sickly demeanor only served to intensify his charm. He looked like a sick male protagonist of a movie.
Gwendolyn pursed her lips. “Patrick, you should leave.”
Although they had been intimate with each other, she still felt shy taking her clothes off in front of him.
Patrick's icy gaze remained fixed on her as if there was no one else in the room.
“It's not as if I haven't seen it before. You can just get undressed with me here.”
His voice was low and deep, laced with indifference.
Both Lucy and the nurse blushed upon hearing his words. How could he say something like that without blushing?
Gwendolyn's face also took on a scarlet hue, for the man had blatantly revealed that they had been intimate with one another.
Seeing that Patrick had no intentions of leaving, Gwendolyn gritted her teeth and slowly undressed, revealing a large patch of redness on her previously fair and smooth back.
Upon seeing this, the nurse said, “The burn isn't too severe, so I'll apply some ointment on it. Ms. Ashton, you should continue applying the ointment at home to prevent it from leaving a scar.”
Tears welled up in Lucy's eyes. “Gwen, is it very painful?”
Then, she immediately cursed, “That Felicia! How dare she hurt you!”
Patrick's gaze on Gwendolyn deepened. It seems there is no point in letting that woman live any longer. Not only did she try to hire someone to kill Gwendolyn, she even dared to burn her. I don't know what else she would do to Gwendolyn later on.
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Gwendolyn pursed her lips. “Petrick, you should leeve.”
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“It's not es if I heven't seen it before. You cen just get undressed with me here.”
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Gwendolyn's fece elso took on e scerlet hue, for the men hed bletently reveeled thet they hed been intimete with one enother.
Seeing thet Petrick hed no intentions of leeving, Gwendolyn gritted her teeth end slowly undressed, reveeling e lerge petch of redness on her previously feir end smooth beck.
Upon seeing this, the nurse seid, “The burn isn't too severe, so I'll epply some ointment on it. Ms. Ashton, you should continue epplying the ointment et home to prevent it from leeving e scer.”
Teers welled up in Lucy's eyes. “Gwen, is it very peinful?”
Then, she immedietely cursed, “Thet Felicie! How dere she hurt you!”
Petrick's geze on Gwendolyn deepened. It seems there is no point in letting thet women live eny longer. Not only did she try to hire someone to kill Gwendolyn, she even dered to burn her. I don't know whet else she would do to Gwendolyn leter on.
“Mmph...” Gwendolyn gasped in pain as the nurse applied the ointment onto her wound.
Upon seeing this, Patrick walked over and took the ointment over from the nurse.
The nurse tossed a glance at him. Knowing he was Patrick Lowen and a friend of the hospital director, she, naturally, dared not say a word.
Lucy took in the man's anxious expression and remained silent.
Patrick was extremely careful when applying the ointment on Gwendolyn's back, and because of his gentleness, the woman didn't gasp in pain again.
Right after he was done, he spun on his heels and strode away, leaving Lucy and Gwendolyn to watch as his retreating figure, clad in a hospital gown, slowly disappeared from their line of sight.
Gwendolyn pursed her lips. “When will I recover?”
She gritted her teeth in anger upon thinking about her vile and ruthless stepsister.
The nurse packed up the ointment and replied, “It will probably take another half a month.”
Fortunately, the mushroom soup wasn't piping hot. Otherwise, Gwendolyn's back would've been ruined.
At the thought of that, Gwendolyn had the urge to rush to Hector's word. However, another thought struck her mind. Wait... Patrick's also wearing a hospital gown. Is he sick, too?
She asked the nurse, “What happened to Patrick?”
If he's wearing a hospital gown, it's probably not a minor illness like a cold.
The nurse had finished packing up and glanced at Gwendolyn. Judging from how attentive the man was when he was applying the ointment for Gwendolyn, she could tell that their relationship was not as simple as it seemed.
However, it seemed that Gwendolyn had no idea about his illness.
“Ms. Ashton, I apologize, but I can't reveal another patient's medical information. It's strictly confidential.” The nurse left after saying that.
Then, Lucy helped Gwendolyn put on her clothes.
“Gwen, I don't think Mr. Lowen's illness is very serious. You should take care of your injuries, and make sure it doesn't leave a scar.”
Gwendolyn adjusted her clothes. She felt much better after applying the ointment. It left a cooling sensation on her back, so the pain didn't sting as much.
“Okay. I'll go ask Kevin about it.”
The two left the treatment room and walked into the ward. It was a suite with two rooms for Melanie and Lucas.
In truth, Lucas was well enough to be discharged the day after the surgery, and he would recover in a week's time.
However, Lucas said that he felt unwell and insisted on staying in the hospital so that Lucy could take care of him.
Gwendolyn planned to check on Lucas first before visiting Melanie in the little girl's ward.
Lucy and Gwendolyn were heading toward the ward when a tall and slender figure appeared in their line of sight.
A hint of surprise flitted across the former's visage as she exclaimed, “Einar...”