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Patrick immediately glanced at Felicia after Hector's worrying reaction. Why did he faint after I brought
over his desired granddaughter-in-law?
He and Felicia rushed over to check on Hector.
Frightened, Felicia muttered, “Old Mr. Lowen, Old Mr. Lowen. Are you okay?”
I'm supposed to win him over. Why is the old man reacting like this?
Patrick hovered on the side while a doctor tried to resuscitate Hector. “How is my grandfather?” he
asked anxiously.
The doctor heaved a sigh of relief after completing his examination. “He'll be okay, Mr. Lowen. Old Mr.
Lowen's breathing stuttered because he was agitated. He should recover in no time.”
Upon hearing the report, Alice wiped her tears, worried to death over Hector's condition.
Why is he so agitated after seeing the eldest Ms. Ashton? I don't know what he sees in Felicia at all,
but what can I do? Hector's weak, and whoever he wants Patrick to marry, Patrick will bow to his every
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwhim. I can't object to anything if I want him to stay happy and alive.
Meanwhile, Patrick took his grandfather's fainting episode as a sign of the latter's excitement at seeing
Felicia, and his expression cooled.
It seems I have to proceed with this fake marriage.
Hector eventually opened his eyes. When he saw Felicia, his eyes rolled into his head again.
Everyone panicked and yelled, “Hector!”
“Grandpa!”
“Old Mr. Lowen!”
Alice coaxed, “Hector, your eldest grandson is home. And look, he brought his girlfriend home to see
you. Don't be so agitated!”
Hector glanced at Alice after hearing her words. He pointed at his room and closed his eyes.
Much to their disbelief, Hector was merely tired and wished to rest. Instead of meeting the woman he
had wanted Patrick to marry, Hector chose to retreat to his room.
Alice summoned the housekeeper and instructed, “Send Hector back to his room to rest.”
She thought it best for Hector to avoid Felicia for the time being, lest he became agitated and
developed conditions far worse than fainting.
Under the housekeeper and the doctor's accompaniment, Hector returned to his room. Alice dried her
tears as Patrick sat beside her, draping his arm around her comfortingly.
“Grandma, the doctor said Grandpa's vitals are normal. He'll be okay soon,” he said gently.
He knew his grandparents had a loving and lasting relationship, and neither could bear the anguish of
losing their spouse.
Nodding, Alice replied, “I know. He'll live to be a hundred years old.”
Felicia stood aside, a box of ginseng dangling awkwardly from her arm. She was disappointed, as she
had missed her chance to talk to Hector.
Noticing Alice's grief, Felicia gingerly sat beside the old woman and offered, “I bought some skincare
products for you, Old Mrs. Lowen. They're suitable for your age group.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlice glanced at Felicia. She looks average to me, but I can't say anything if Hector likes her.
Then, Alice nodded lightly and mumbled, “Thank you. You're too generous.”
Patrick and Felicia had dinner with Alice, who got up midway to check if Hector had eaten anything.
When they were alone, Patrick piped up, “I'll send my chauffeur for you when I need you to act as my
girlfriend. You don't need to go to the office anymore. If you're unwilling to keep up this act, I can
dissolve the contract any time.”
He would not force her to proceed with this sham of courtship, even if it pleased Hector.
Felicia was already delighted to be in his presence, and she was hardly going to relinquish any
opportunity to insert herself in Patrick's life.
Hence, she sputtered, “I'm fine with keeping this up, Patrick. Perfectly fine.”
Patrick raised his left hand and checked the time on his exorbitant watch.
“It's late. I'll ask my chauffeur to send you home.”
Fearful of Patrick dissolving their contract, Felicia jumped to her feet and replied, “Okay, I'll leave now,
Patrick. Please call me if you need me. Anytime.”