Perfect CEO

Chapter 699 Another Candlelight Dinner

At that moment, Justin was enjoying ice cream together with his brother and sister in a shop selling cold drinks. Juliette dug in with her spoon before putting some into her mouth.

She narrowed her eyes immediately after. “Oh my, it's really cold!”

Camille reminded her, “Don't eat too much. Your mother would blame me if you fell sick.”

Gwendolyn would usually forbid them from having anything cold. That evening, Zayden had gotten Camille to take the three kids out to watch the latest action movie.

After having a blast in the cinema, the children spotted the shop, causing Juliette to whine about getting ice cream.

Camille, who always doted on the children, brought them into the shop and ordered a strawberry sundae that was filled with frozen fruits and jelly.

After all, children loved that sort of thing.

When Justin felt a vibration from his smartwatch, he tapped on it and saw that it was a message from Patrick.

Wrinkling his brows slightly, he then spoke into his smartwatch.

“Tomorrow's Saturday. We don't have to go to school.” Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Patrick subsequently told them that he would pick them up the next afternoon.

Meanwhile, Gwendolyn had stood outside Rosalie's condominium for a while. When Patrick didn't seem like he was coming out, she let out a sigh.

Despite planning to cause trouble initially, she resigned herself to defeat in the end.

Checking the time on her phone, she realized there were a ton of missed calls, all of them from Zayden. At that moment, Justin was enjoying ice cream together with his brother and sister in a shop selling cold drinks. Juliette dug in with her spoon before putting some into her mouth.

Her lips pursed in response. It seems Zayden is getting impatient.

She then gritted her teeth and gave Rosalie's home another glance. Even though she still felt like waiting, she didn't want to embarrass herself any further.

She decided to send Patrick a message in the end: Mr. Lowen, I'm going off first. Message me when you're home so that I know you have arrived safely.

Despite sending the message, she wasn't expecting a reply from him.

Being cold and nonchalant was very much part of his character.

The only reason he was attentive to her in the past was due to his feelings for her.

But now, she bore the full brunt of his uncaring demeanor where no amount of passion from her could

melt his heart.

Just as Gwendolyn was leaving the condominium, Patrick's driver called out to her.

“Ms. Ashton, Mr. Lowen asked me to send you home.”

The words caused Gwendolyn to stop in her tracks before canceling the taxi she had booked.

After the driver opened the door for her, she asked before getting in, “What about him?”

If his driver sends me home, does it mean that he's staying here?

The displeasure Gwendolyn felt was written all over her face.

Briefly stunned, the driver answered, “Mr. Lowen didn't say.”

As a driver, his job was to carry out his boss' instructions and not to question them.

Gwendolyn got into the car, knowing that she had no authority over Patrick now.

Upon returning to Zayden's mansion, she saw him sitting on the couch with his head hung low.

The sound at the door caused him to gradually look up and break into a smile.

“You're back, Gwen.”

Gwendolyn grunted in acknowledgment as she changed her shoes.

“Mmm-hmm.”

Meanwhile, Suzanne was standing behind the couch obediently. She threw Gwendolyn a glance upon her return but didn't dare make a sound.

Both of them look like they're quarreling.

In no mood to get involved, Gwendolyn began to walk upstairs when Zayden got up to stop her.

“I made dinner and was waiting for you to come home, Gwen.”

Gwendolyn glanced at her watch. “It's already nine. I've had my dinner.”

When she continued ascending the staircase, Zayden called out to her again, “Gwen, you don't have to eat, but can you at least listen to what I have to say?”

Gwendolyn was aware that he wouldn't rest until she gave him the opportunity to say his piece.

Thus, she walked toward the dining table, where she was greeted by the sight of flickering candles.

Another candlelight dinner? What's up with candlelight dinners today? When do I keep running into them?

Zayden pulled out her chair in a chivalric manner.

After Gwendolyn sat down, he took his seat opposite her and poured some wine.

When Gwendolyn turned around and didn't see Suzanne, she suggested, “Why don't you get Suzanne to join us?”