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Chapter 579 Love Means Nothing

Felicia looked at the girl in a black maid uniform who looked like a character in comic books and

chuckled coldly. “So what if it was a blessing or a curse? It's none of your business!”

Suzanne glared at Felicia in response. In the next second, Felicia seemed to have lost consciousness

as she slapped herself across the face twice.

Candace heard the slaps and rushed toward Felicia. “Fel, what are you doing?”

Felicia regained her senses the moment her mother touched her. “Huh?”

Needless to say, Felicia didn't know what had happened. Suzanne had already skipped her way out of

the ward.

Felicia felt the pain on her cheeks and touched her face. “Mom, why do my cheeks hurt so bad?”

Candace touched Felicia's forehead and said, “You slapped yourself across the face twice just now. Do

you have a fever?”

Felicia was shocked. “What? I slapped myself?”

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Puzzlement was written all over Felicia's face. I can't remember what happened moments ago!

“Fel, have you been working too hard lately because of Patrick? Let's go. You need to rest.” Candace

thought her daughter was on the verge of losing her mind. What if she has mental issues? I think I

should get her to sleep and closely monitor her. I can't let anything bad happen to her.

Zayden and Suzanne got into the car first. When Gwendolyn was walking toward the driver's seat, she

suddenly felt her heart lurch with dread. Why do I feel as if someone has just squeezed my heart? It

hurts so bad.

She took a deep breath and glanced at the sky. Gwendolyn, stop overthinking. Grandpa is in such bad

shape. You should just fulfill his wish and please him. Besides, you owe Zayden so much. It's time to

repay him. What's love in the face of all this? Love means nothing.

The more she comforted herself, the worse she felt.

She got into the car, started the engine, and drove out of the parking lot.

All of a sudden, Zayden said, “Gwen, the wedding needs to be brought forward, so we can't customize

your wedding gown anymore. Let's head to DK to check out their wedding gowns. You like their

designs the most, right?”

Gwendolyn had thought she could return to Dragonhill Mansion. At that moment, she desperately

needed some quiet time for herself.

Upon hearing Zayden's words, however, she knew she had to pull herself together. I'm getting married

to Zayden in three days' time. He's right. I need to decide on my wedding gown.

“Sure.”

“We'll go to your house tomorrow to propose a marriage. Wait for us at the Ashton residence.”

“Okay!”

Zayden went on and on after that. In fact, it seemed as though he already had the wedding planned

out. He could still pull it off if the wedding were to be held the next day.

Suddenly, Gwendolyn noticed that Zayden was a reliable man.

Although she was driving and looking ahead, she was in a daze. Images of Patrick began appearing in

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her mind. I know what he looks like when he talks, converses about dirty topics, and acts indifferently. I

can also remember clearly how he looks when he's angry. It seems that I've seen all sides of him. Yet,

no matter how he looks, he's still the most handsome man I've ever seen.

Knowing that she needed to focus on driving, Gwendolyn took a deep breath to compose herself. I

need to concentrate on the road. I can't get into an accident and die. My three kids need their mother!

When they arrived at DK's headquarters, Tiffany was already there waiting for them.

Zayden had made an appointment with her in advance. Indeed, everyone in Avenport respected him.

Tiffany was taken aback when she saw Gwendolyn walking in. “Gwen? You're the bride-to-be?”

Zayden knew no one could make the perfect wedding dress within three days. He thought Gwendolyn

could pick one out and get Tiffany to make a few amendments.

If Tiffany could make some adjustments according to Gwendolyn's liking, it would still be a special

wedding gown.

Gwendolyn walked up to Tiffany. “Hi, Tiffany. Yes, I'm here to pick my wedding gown.”

Tiffany held Gwendolyn's arm and walked inside to check out the wedding gowns.

“Congratulations, Gwen!” Tiffany congratulated Gwendolyn. I'm happy as long as she's not marrying

Patrick.

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