Perfect CEO

Chapter 295

Gwendolyn's face and ears reddened when she heard Patrick's words.

She shook her head and said, “Patrick, stop fooling around. We're eating.”

Is it appropriate to talk about that while we're eating?

His smile grew wider, and his eyes were as bright as sunlight, making him look charming.

Just then, Rosalie came in, holding her mother's hand. A smile appeared on Rosalie's face when she saw Patrick from afar. However, her smile disappeared when she saw him holding Gwendolyn's hand.

Seeing Rosalie stop in her tracks, her mother asked, “Rosalie, what's wrong?”

Rosalie's mother, Rebecca, was joining the birthday party upstairs, but she was dragged here by Rosalie. Rosalie told her there were a lot of delicious foods here, and they were prepared in Kevin's private kitchen. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

At first, Rosalie thought she could enjoy a good meal, but she had witnessed such a scene.

She made Rebecca sit in front of the dining table and said, “Mom, you may order first. I'm going to have a few words with Pat.”

Rebecca looked at Patrick and Gwendolyn, and she came to a realization.

She finally understood that Rosalie had finished her class to come back earlier because of Patrick.

Besides, the black roses Rosalie planted in the greenhouse at home were also for Patrick. All these years, Rosalie was in love with Patrick.

Rebecca heaved a sigh, thinking that it was true that a grown daughter was hard to keep at home.

That night, Rosalie was clad in a red evening dress that exposed her slender legs, and she looked very charming.

She approached Patrick and Gwendolyns' table and greeted Patrick with a smile.

“Pat, what a coincidence! You're having dinner here too. Shall we eat together?”

While talking, Rosalie pointed at Rebecca, who was not far away from them. Patrick smiled at Rebecca, and the latter returned a smile in response. It was a short, simple greeting between him and Rosalie's mother.

Rebecca was Kevin's stepmother, and Kevin was not close to her. Hence, Patrick was not familiar with her. He only met her at gatherings once in a while, and they barely knew each other.

Gwendolyn's expression darkened slightly when she saw Rosalie.

She thought Rosalie and Patrick were a good match. No matter how many girlfriends Patrick had, Rosalie was the woman who had a higher possibility to marry him.

As she thought about that, Gwendolyn instantly lost her appetite even though there were a lot of delicious foods in front of her.

She fiddled with her food in the bowl, looking unhappy.

She knew the difference in status between her and Patrick was big. Besides, she was a mother of three children.

Even though she knew she did not deserve him, she wanted to stay with him to be cared for and pampered by him forever.

Once that thought appeared in her mind, she could not stop it.

Gwendolyn used to think that she would be satisfied if she could be in love with Patrick once.

However, she wanted more now, and she did not want to lose Patrick.

Seeing Gwendolyn's darkened face, Patrick rejected, “Ms. Chavez, I don't want to be disturbed while having dinner with my girlfriend. Please eat with Mrs. Chavez then!”

Rosalie had never been refused in such a frank way by other people. Her expression changed, but she kept her smile.

“Okay. I'll not disturb you.”

After that, she returned to Rebecca's side. Upon seeing Rosalie sit down gracefully and chat with Rebecca, Gwendolyn missed her mother all of a sudden.

However, she only saw her mother once when she was young and had not seen her mother after that.

In Gwendolyn's memory, her mother was a vague figure without an exact look.

There were no photographs of her mother at home. She had no idea why his father hated her mother so much that he destroyed everything about her as if her mother had never existed in the world.

Patrick passed Gwendolyn a pair of disposable plastic gloves and said, “Gwen, try this lamb shank.”

Gwendolyn only then snapped back to her senses and opened her mouth slightly.

“What?”

Patrick put on the gloves and put a chunk of mutton on her plate.

“I saw you chewed it happily last time.”