Chapter 550
Chapter 550:
“How does my reputation concern you at all?” Gabriela snapped, her eyes rimmed red with fury. Her chest rose and fell in quick, shallow breaths. “You’re not my boyfriend, so why should you care? My life is none of your damn business p>
Wesley took in the hard tilt of her chin and the stubborn glare and felt the fight drain out of him.
His voice gentled, coaxing as if soothing a restless kid. “Let’s take this elsewhere. Come on p>
“No p>
Her protest died as a sharp twitch pinched her brow. A thin wash of dizziness slid through her; the room seemed to tip. She reached for the sofa’s armrest, missed by an inch, and her knees gave way, folding her to the floor in a soft collapse.
Wesley moved on instinct, sweeping an arm around her waist and catching her before she hit the floor.
“Gabriela, what’s happening to you?” he asked, his voice tight with worry.
She pressed a hand to her temple, her brow furrowed. “I feel so dizzy… my whole body feels awful p>
A sharp pang of dread hit Wesley.
F𝗂𝗗𝗙𝗌 o𝗻.сo𝘮
His mind leapt to the worst possibility—shady clubs like this thrived on underhanded tricks. They lured people in, drugged them, then left them trapped in silence because victims were made to feel complicit.
His chest tightened. Had Gabriela been drugged?
This time, Blue Star had gone way too far.
Clenching back his fury, Wesley bent swiftly and gathered Gabriela into his arms. “Don’t be afraid,” he said firmly, his tone both urgent and gentle. “I’ll get you to the hospital right now p>
Gabriela’s arms dangled weakly around Wesley’s neck. Her gaze lingered on the sharp lines of his jaw before she let her head sink onto his shoulder.
Her voice came out fragile, threaded with warmth. “Wesley… do you realize I really like you p>
A knot tightened in Wesley’s throat, and his reply dropped to a hushed, tender murmur. “I know p>
“You don’t know at all!” Gabriela snapped, her tone flaring with sudden anger. “There are so many things you don’t know p>
He never realized that when he bared
He never realized that when he bared his heart to her, she had mistaken the man she had a one-night stand with for Brenden, leaving her too afraid to accept him.
He never knew she had given birth to his child.
He had no idea the little one could already babble out the word “Daddy p>
He never knew that her feelings for him outweighed every temptation of money.
“I know,” Wesley murmured, steadying his voice to calm her. “Don’t move. I’m taking you to the hospital now p>
With Gabriela cradled firmly in his arms, Wesley strode out of The Okay Room. At that very moment, Brenden was arriving at The Oasis Room to collect Fiona.
Wesley’s gaze brushed past Fiona—cool, detached, and utterly indifferent.
Fiona, pale and flustered, hadn’t expected Wesley to show up so fast.
She wanted him to know Gabriela was at Blue Star, yet the thought of him discovering she was there too made her cheeks burn with embarrassment.
Hastily shielding her face with one hand, she tugged Brenden backward a few steps. “I told you not to stir things up! Why on earth did you call Wesley? Do you just want to humiliate me p>