Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 627

Chapter 627 Bled Out

When Gwendolyn heard Patrick's blessings upon her marriage, utter dejection swamped her, and her mood plummeted to rock bottom.

Despite wishing he would forget her and live his life happily, she could not muster an ounce of happiness when he had given her his blessings then. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Lucy was also startled to hear that and mused inwardly.

Sure enough, men are exceedingly vengeful creatures. Earlier, Gwen disappointed him. And now, he did the same to her. Does that mean they're considered even?

John placed the folder on the table before he spun on his heel and stalked away.

Having composed herself, Gwendolyn stood up and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows. She opened the sliding door and stepped onto the balcony.

The white wedding gown's long train was stunningly beautiful, but her figure from the back gave off a sense of desolation and sorrow.

Lucy picked up the folder and fished out the contract inside to take a look at it. On the heels of that, she shrieked at the top of her lungs.

“Gwen!”

With the contract in hand, she hurried over to Gwendolyn.

“He's really good to you.”

Whoa! The deed to the land in the eastern district, the hotel, and the mall are all in her name. She's now a wealthy lady. If her life at the Surrington residence isn't to her liking in the future, she's totally capable of supporting herself. Gah! Why didn't God bestow me a man like Patrick? If I were so lucky, my life wouldn't have been so pathetic following my divorce back then.

Agitated beyond measure, she showed Gwendolyn the contract.

However, Gwendolyn merely chuckled self-derisively. “What use is all this to me?”

In the past, I was a money-grubber because I was poor and afraid that I couldn't support the kids. Now, I'm no longer strapped for cash, but everyone is giving me money.

Chortling, Lucy pointed at her.

Back then, we were both in dire straits. When we had no money, we helped each other out. But her words now inexplicably sound like mockery to me.

“Ultimately, this is Mr. Lowen's sincere gift, so just accept it. It'll do you good. Got it?”

She patted Gwendolyn on the shoulder before continuing, “It's almost time. Zayden and his party will probably be here soon. I'll put this in your safe deposit box in your wardrobe. Keep it just in case.”

At noon, the groom and his party arrived. The sound of firecrackers going off rang out downstairs.

Lucy dragged Gwendolyn back into the bedroom from the balcony and seated her. Then, she had a few colleagues from Night City barricade the door to make things difficult for the groom.

When the few girls were going to toss out questions and ask for monetary gifts, Gwendolyn suddenly murmured, “Open the door.”

There was nothing Lucy could do about that. She has really given up all hope, not even wanting an opportunity to make things difficult for Zayden and test his love for her.

As the door swung open, Suzanne helped Zayden, who was wearing a white suit, into the room. Behind them followed a few men in suits, likely the groomsmen.

Suzanne's smile was as sweet as ever. “Mr. Surrington is here to pick you up, Gwen!”

Dropping her hold on Zayden, she ran over to Gwendolyn. She also wore a white dress that day, its poofy design rendering her incredibly adorable.

They had a game segment whereby the groomsmen were asked to find the bride's high heels before the bridal couple went downstairs to seek Zachary and Candace's blessings.

It was for that exact moment that Zachary and Candace came over to Gwendolyn's place—to show sufficient respect for the Surrington family.

Otherwise, they would never have bothered to care about Gwendolyn.

Supporting Zayden, Gwendolyn bowed to the couple.

She was actually supposed to kneel, but she found it unnecessary since Zachary had never regarded her as his daughter, while Candace was her stepmother and had done many heinous things to her.

That aside, everyone was merely putting on a show for the wedding, so that tradition was dispensable.

Zachary and Candace took out two stacks of property deeds.

The latter declared, “This is our dowry to you. Respect your in-laws and live a good life with Zayden.”

After the ceremony, everyone got into the car in all liveliness. The wedding car then drove out of the mansion area with great pomp and fanfare.

Meanwhile, in the adjacent mansion, the helpers were cleaning up the blood in the house.

As they did so, they lamented, “Why is there so much blood? Those who are clueless might even mistake this place for a murder scene. What exactly happened here? Considering the trail of blood, the person might have bled out, huh?”