Perfect CEO

Chapter 225

The three men ran over hurriedly. Patrick grabbed both her hands.

“Gwendolyn, where are you hurt?”

His gaze scanned both the girls from head to toe. Even Justin and Julian were shocked.

Simultaneously, they asked, “Mommy, you and Juliette are hurt.”

Gwendolyn's gaze was empty. She had already lost her senses after Juliette fell down the stairs. Not only that, Samuel had earlier refused to let her take Juliette to the hospital.

Therefore, like a madwoman, she frantically beat that man to the point he could no longer stand. Only then did she carry Juliette downstairs.

Right now, the only thought on her mind was to get to the hospital. Upon hearing that familiar voice, she finally snapped back into reality.

Patrick wanted to carry Juliette, but Gwendolyn held onto her tightly without letting go. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

He gently held onto her shoulder. “Gwendolyn, it's me, Patrick. Hand Juliette to me. I'll take her to the hospital.”

When she heard the word “hospital,” Gwendolyn's eyes flickered slightly. She nodded.

“Get to the hospital quick.”

As she spoke, tears flowed down from her eyes. Patrick's subordinate took Juliette over and ran toward the car.

Meanwhile, Patrick picked up Gwendolyn, whose whole body had gone weak. Justin pursed his lips.

“We're going to go check on Juliette. Help me take care of Mommy.”

Julian took a deep look at Gwendolyn. From what they could see, Juliette was the one who was injured.

Gwendolyn most likely just had Juliette's blood on her. They ran over to the car and headed to the hospital.

Patrick knitted his brows tightly together. When he saw the state that Juliette and Gwendolyn were in, his heart ached to the point that he couldn't breathe. It was a very suffocating feeling.

He strode over to his car.

In a cold voice, he ordered, “Round all those people up. I'll deal with them personally.”

“Yes, Mr. Lowen.”

After carrying Juliette into the car, Patrick ordered, “Drive faster.”

The driver replied, “Yes, Mr. Lowen.”

Then, he stepped down as hard as he could on the gas pedal. Seeing the look in Patrick's eyes, he

knew that if he went slow that night, he probably would not live to see the next day.

Gwendolyn's eyes lit up. “Juliette...”

She looked around frantically. Patrick stared deeply into her clear and bright eyes.

Knowing that she had cried countless times that night, he could feel her helplessness. His heart was wrenching in pain.

“Gwendolyn, Juliette is already on the way to the hospital. Don't worry. I will make sure she gets the best medical team to treat her.”

This time, they were headed to his private hospital. That hospital was equipped with the best medical resources. It was more than enough to ensure Juliette's recovery.

Gwendolyn grabbed onto his shirt tightly with both hands as she sobbed softly.

“You must save Juliette. Please. I'm begging you.”

When she thought of her daughter's condition, she felt horrible.

She blamed herself for being useless. It was her fault for borrowing money from loan sharks. That was the reason why Juliette was dragged into this mess.

As she was overwhelmed with guilt, her tears started to flow uncontrollably again. Seeing this, Patrick realized that he absolutely couldn't stand seeing her cry.

The moment she started crying, he felt incredibly uneasy. His heart felt heavy.

He lightly rubbed her arm. “Gwen, stop crying. Just take a short nap. We'll be at the hospital soon. With me here, nothing will happen to Juliette.”

If it were Gwendolyn from the past, she would only have herself to rely on. At such a devastating time, she could only pray for the best.

Now, listening to his words, she trusted in him. She nodded in response.

Then, she buried her head in his lap and inhaled his familiar scent. She hoped nothing terrible would happen to Juliette. As long as Patrick was there, she was sure that Juliette would be fine.

This was Gwendolyn's first time trusting a man so much. It was also her first time realizing how it felt to have someone to rely on.

Patrick could feel her entire body shivering slightly. She was wearing a thick military coat, so she shouldn't be cold.

However, when he saw her feet which were red from the cold, he put his hands on her to slowly give her some warmth.

Her skin felt like ice. It was cold but soft.

He caressed her slowly and said flatly, “Turn the heater up all the way.”