Gwendolyn smiled when she heard that. “You're already a great help tonight, Mr. Lowen. Thank you!”
Patrick had no intention of leaving. He slumped on the couch and stared intently at her. “Just remember my good side.”
She raised her eyebrow slightly with unease. Is he trying to make me pay again? I can't just chase him away either. After all, I'm depending on him to make a living. If I disobey him, he can just fire me, and I'll lose my job.
After adjusting the blanket on Juliette, she sat on the chair next to the bed and stared at the little girl.
He, in turn, stared at her. Silence befell the room.
When Juliette's drip finished, it was already two in the morning. Gwendolyn yawned and pressed the bell.