Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 462

Gwendolyn's face was crimson-red. It was so intense that the blush reached her ears. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She cast the cheeky man a stern glare and warned, “Can you stop talking now, Patrick Lowen?”

My face is going to burn if he keeps doing that.

Patrick's smile widened when he saw her reaction. At this moment, the elevator stopped between floors, allowing other guests to enter.

The man raised his hand and pressed Gwendolyn's face against his chest, unwilling to let the strangers see the adorable, shy look on her face.

Gwendolyn nuzzled against his chest and took in the familiar scent that never failed to warm her heart.

As she was taking the same flight as Patrick, they were naturally seated in the first-class cabin. Throughout the journey at the airport, Gwendolyn was escorted by him as if she was a child.

Upon seeing the abundance of delicacies in the airport lounge, Gwendolyn couldn't help herself and ate to her heart's content. When it came time to board the plane, a guilty feeling arose within her.

She was pouting her little lips, looking as if something was bothering her.

Patrick looked at the woman beside him, feeling confused. She was as happy as a child just a second ago, but why does she look mad now? My goodness, her mood sure is wishy-washy.

“What's wrong? Did you not have enough to eat?” he asked in a gentle tone.

Gwendolyn shook her head and rubbed her slightly bloated stomach.

“I've been eating a lot lately. Tell me, Patrick, will I become a fatty soon?” she asked.

Patrick couldn't understand what she was saying.

“You'll still look great when you're chubby.”

Gwendolyn stared at him and said nothing in response.

As expected, men simply do not understand women. He should've said “Babe, you'll never get fat. If you do, I'll help you lose weight.” I'd be happy if he said that, but instead, he lied and said I'd still look great when I'm chubby. Well, I bet he'd dump me if I get chubby!

She continued to ignore the man as they made their way to the boarding gate.

Patrick straightened his back. A glimmer of darkness flashed in his eyes as he trailed behind her.

Gwendolyn obviously looked upset, but he couldn't figure out why she was unhappy. Women are hard to understand.

After boarding the plane, Gwendolyn took the window seat. Patrick sat beside her, but she merely looked out the window without saying a word.

“Gwen,” he called out to her.

When she failed to respond to him, Patrick didn't call out to her again. He reckoned it'd be best to let her calm down than bug her if she was in bad mood.

They sat next to each other without uttering a word.

Patrick took out his laptop and got to work.

Just then, a flight attendant walked over to him with a smile and asked, “Sir, would you mind filling up a customer feedback form for us?”

Patrick took the paper over from her. He had experienced something like this on his previous flights.

He would always reject them, but this time, he made an exception and filled out the form as he was told.

A moment later, the flight attendant served him a glass of water, placing it on the tray in front of him. She maintained a professional smile on her visage as she added, “Sir, please fill in your phone number or WhatsApp number as well.”

When Gwendolyn heard this, she instantly looked over. As a woman, she naturally understood the flight attendant's intentions.

“Dear, why don't you fill in my phone number instead?” Gwendolyn suddenly piped up.

There was a smile plastered on her face as she spoke and looked at the flight attendant.

Patrick's gaze deepened when he heard the affectionate form of address coming from Gwendolyn's mouth. He then responded, “Sure, Honey.”

His form of address took Gwendolyn by surprise, and a hint of shock flitted across her countenance.

The flight attendant standing next to Patrick looked rather awkward for a second. Nevertheless, she was a professional and managed to remain poised and elegant throughout the entire ordeal.

“You can write down your wife's number as well. Our company might select certain customers for a call- back.”

After he was done filling in the form and passing it to the flight attendant, Patrick looked over at the woman beside him. The smile on his face was wide and showed just how good of a mood he was in.

“Say it again.”

Gwendolyn turned away and refused to acknowledge him. Hmph! This guy obviously knows the flight attendant was asking for his number, yet he didn't reject her. How dare he!

“Say what?”

“Call me 'Dear' like you did earlier.”

The man's voice was tender and bewitching as he coaxed her.