Perfect CEO

Chapter 62

Gwendolyn, on the other hand, was not surprised. Patrick had been to the Ashton residence to meet the family, and the two had a relationship. Thus, it wasn't unusual for Felicia to appear at his home.

Ignoring her stepsister, Gwendolyn carried the groceries into the kitchen and stored them in the refrigerator. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Felicia followed her the whole time. “Hey? I'm talking to you!”

Gwendolyn found the woman irritating. She picked up a knife and held it against Felicia's neck. “If you value your life, shut it.”

The latter's eyes widened in horror as she felt the blade touch her skin. “Y-You maniac! I'm Patrick's fiancée! You'll be in jail if I die, and your triplets will starve on the streets!” She blanched.

Gwendolyn sniggered. “Thank you for your concern, but someone will look after them on my behalf.” She applied force on the blade after speaking.

Felicia quickly backed away and screamed while fleeing the kitchen, “S-Someone, save me! Help!”

She felt that Gwendolyn was serious about killing her. After all, in the past, they had done the same things to the woman. If she doesn't die, she will surely turn the knife toward us someday!

Alice and the housekeeper hurried down when they heard her screams. “What's wrong?”

All of them wondered why she was screaming in terror. Felicia ruffled her hair and sobbed, “S-She wants to stab me to death!”

Gwendolyn walked out of the kitchen, casting a sidelong glance at Felicia. “I wouldn't dare to kill someone.”

Spotting Gwendolyn, Alice smiled. “Of course, she wouldn't. Gwen's a sweet person. There's no way she'd ever hurt you!”

She approached Gwendolyn, taking the latter's hands in hers. “What brings you here, Gwen?”

As she spoke, she finally recalled that Felicia was someone Hector wanted Patrick to marry. But Pat doesn't like her, and neither do I.

After getting to know the two of them, she preferred someone like Gwendolyn, who was genuine and unpretentious.

When Felicia saw how close Alice and Gwendolyn were, her eyes darkened. Why is she behaving so intimately with Old Mrs. Lowen? D*mn it! Is she trying to get between Patrick and me?

She made her decision as her gaze grew colder. I need to get rid of her as soon as possible. Gwendolyn merely gave a faint smile. “I'm here to return my debt.”

Even if she were telling the truth, her words sounded different to Alice. The latter couldn't help peeking at Gwendolyn's lower abdomen.

Is it possible she's carrying a child with the Lowen's bloodline?

Her mood lifted at the thought. After all, seeing Patrick's children was more important to her than anything else.

Although Gwendolyn had had children, Alice didn't mind. After all, divorce rates were high these days, and Alice believed Gwendolyn had simply been unlucky to meet the wrong person in the past. Now that she met Pat, her life will definitely be blissful!

Alice had a lot of faith in her grandson because he was outstanding and attractive enough. Hence, she was confident that Gwendolyn would be happy with him.

She led Gwendolyn to the living room and instructed the help to prepare coffee for them. Meanwhile, Felicia was forgotten and left behind. She should've been wise enough to leave, yet she was reluctant. She felt that she needed to stay by Alice's side at this juncture.

Hence, she followed them and sat on the other empty chair beside Alice.

“Old Mrs. Lowen, I might've misunderstood earlier. I had no idea you knew Gwendolyn,” she explained with a smile.

Alice nodded. “Yes, I do know her. Gwen and I are friends. Anyway, how do you know her? Since you both have the same last name, is she also a daughter of your family?”

Felicia cast a cold glance at Gwendolyn and elaborated, “Nope. She's the daughter of one of our housekeepers. My grandfather liked her so much that he gave her the Ashton last name.”