Perfect CEO

Chapter 710 Important

Gwendolyn and Lucy made their way to the rooftop, where they found a white couch on the balcony. They both sat down and gazed up at the sky.

It was a beautiful sunny day, and the clouds looked magnificent.

“What a wonderful sight.” Lucy sighed. I wish I was a bird flying freely in the air.

A dazed look dominated Gwendolyn's eyes.

Observing this, Lucy leaned on Gwendolyn's shoulder and asked, “Don't you have something you want to talk to me about, Gwen?”

At that moment, Lucy appeared more feminine, a contrast to her usual tomboy demeanor.

Gwendolyn was brought back to her senses. Meeting her friend's eyes, she let out a sigh and confided, “I'm in a pickle, Luce. What do you think I should do?”

Back then, even when I was in the pit of despair, I still knew what my next step was. I wanted to live, to bring my children into the world, and to raise them. Now, it feels like I'm in a fog, clueless about where my next path lies.

As Lucy held onto Gwendolyn's waist, she could feel her friend's skinnier frame. However, she noticed that Patrick was even thinner due to being in a coma for over three months.

These two... I no longer know how to describe them.

“I think you should either divorce Zayden or cut ties with Patrick. Since he doesn't remember you, it's best to let go of him. Otherwise, you'll be cheating, which isn't good because you'll also be breaking the law,” Lucy advised.

Having been cheated on in her previous marriage, she understood how awful that felt.

Gwendolyn was well aware of that, which was why she had been keeping her distance from Patrick and only had the nerve to peek at him from afar.

She nodded wordlessly and then gazed at the sky once more, lost in her thoughts.

A few moments later, she turned to her friend. “What about you, Luce? Do you have any plans, or do you intend to continue staying with Lucas like this?”

It seemed that Lucas was her sugar daddy. He owned the house, hired the housekeepers, and covered Lucy and her daughter's daily expenses.

Lucy fell into deep thought. I can't keep relying on Lucas like this, but I can't ditch him either. He promised to leave me once our contract expires, but it's been expired for a long time. I can't believe I gave him a bl*wjob inside the bathroom earlier...

Slowly, her cheeks reddened. We've done too many intimate things that I can't face this issue properly.

“Our relationship's on the verge of ending. No need to worry about me. I know a divorced woman like me could never marry into the Gomez family, so I didn't let myself fall for him. There's no way I'm going to let myself be hurt again.” Lucy smiled and changed the subject.

“Let's talk about something else, something happier,” she suggested.

The housekeepers delivered them red wine, snacks, and a fruit platter.

Upon spotting the housekeepers, Gwendolyn subtly widened her eyes. “There are housekeepers during the day as well?” she asked in surprise. I thought there weren't any when I was dealing with Patrick earlier. Now I feel like it was unnecessary for me to tend to him.

Lucy poured wine into two glasses. “Since the men are here, they can help look after our children. Let's have a drink,” she proposed.

After Lucy pushed a glass toward her, Gwendolyn picked it up, approached the railing, and gazed into the distance.

The mansion was an independent, old building, making it quite costly.

The surrounding structures had an antique style since the area used to be Avenport's Old District. The city council decided against renovating the area to preserve its original charm. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Suddenly, Gwendolyn felt as though she had traveled back in time by a century.

Sipping her wine, she inquired, “Did Lucas buy this house for you?”

Lucy shook her head as she approached her friend. “He inherited it from his grandmother. This place means a lot to him, so there's no way he'd gift it to me,” she explained.

Gwendolyn narrowed her eyes and asked, “Since he allows you two to stay here, doesn't that mean you two are rather important to him?”