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Chapter 682 Preparing Supper For Patrick

It was getting late, so Felicia knew she shouldn't stay here and wait for Patrick to come home.

Alice harbored a persistent dislike for Felicia ever since she saw through Felicia's facade when Patrick fell ill.

Felicia's indifference toward Patrick was evident as she solely devoted her efforts to flattering Hector.

Alice was not oblivious as she keenly observed everything. Moreover, she couldn't overlook Felicia's audacity in accepting money from Hector despite neglecting her responsibilities toward Patrick.

Shaking her head, Alice said, “You can wait for him. I'm going to bed.”

When she rose to her feet, the housekeeper came over to help her up the stairs.

Hector had been feeling like Alice was acting weirdly in recent days. For example, she refused to eat anything Felicia cooked earlier.

She didn't seem willing when he told her to make the call either.

Is she displeased with Fel?

Felicia got to her feet and grabbed her bag. “Old Mr. Lowen, it's getting late, so I should be going home.”

She didn't forget to remind him, “Remember to take your medicine before going to bed.”

Hector might have recovered, but he still needed to take his medicine on time every day. In addition to that, he also had to incorporate the traditional medicine obtained from her friend's father as a supplement to his treatment.

Hector bobbed his head. “Thank you. I take my medicine on time every day, so there's no need to worry.”

He knew he was able to recover thanks to her efforts.

As his fondness for her grew, he couldn't help but wish she was his granddaughter-in-law.

“I'll take my leave now, Old Mr. Lowen. I'll be back tomorrow.”

Felicia didn't have a job. She initially wanted to work at Ashton Corporation but had no idea what she could do there.

As she was focused on marrying into the Lowen family, she devoted her time to buttering up Hector.

Glancing at the time, Hector suggested, “Fel, why don't you spend the night here? There are plenty of rooms in this house, so feel free to choose one.”

He had the intention of giving the youngsters more time together, hoping that it would foster deeper feelings between them.

Felicia widened her eyes in surprise as she quickly responded, “Okay, Old Mr. Lowen.”

It was her dream to marry into the Lowen family, so she was pleased to get to spend the night here before achieving that goal.

Hector went up the stairs to keep Alice company.

“Prepare supper for Pat. He should be hungry when he comes home,” he told Felicia.

Felicia turned to the stairs and responded, “Sure, Old Mr. Lowen.”

After ending the call with Alice, Patrick glanced at the second floor yet again. The lights are switched off, so she should be asleep by now. Lucy informed the boys beforehand, so they should be capable of protecting their mommy.

Patrick was certain of that. Thus, he told his driver to drive him home.

An hour later, Patrick's car drove into the Lowen residence.

When the car rolled to a stop at the parking lot, the butler and a few servants came out to greet him.

The driver opened the door, and Patrick stepped out, heading to the main building.

The butler took his briefcase from him and greeted, “Mr. Lowen!”

As the servants greeted him in unison, Patrick nodded curtly and asked, “Are my grandparents asleep?”

Seeing that it was already half past ten, Patrick surmised that they were probably asleep, considering that elderly individuals tended to retire early.

The butler replied, “They are asleep, but Ms. Ashton prepared supper for you.”

After they stepped into the house, the butler pointed at the dining room.

“Do you want to eat supper, Mr. Lowen? Ms. Ashton prepared beef stroganoff.”

The dish looked appetizing and should be delicious.

Patrick didn't even bother looking at it as he headed upstairs with his suit jacket draped over his arm.

The butler sighed out loud. Ms. Ashton might be disappointed.

He went into the dining room, where Felicia was waiting at the table for Patrick to return. Hearing the footsteps, she glanced at the door eagerly. “You're back, Patrick?”

After saying that, she realized it was the butler instead of Patrick. Disappointment crossed her face as she asked, “Where is he?”

Her best dish was beef stroganoff, which she recently learned from her mother, who excelled at preparing it. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Ms. Ashton, Mr. Lowen has gone upstairs.”

Felicia abruptly rose to her feet, deciding to win his heart tonight. She planned to climb into his bed naked and was certain he wouldn't reject her advances.