Chapter 187
Chapter 187:
When Wesley finished speaking, Gabriela stayed composed—but Brenden looked as if he’d been struck, staring at her in disbelief. He’d only told her not to contact him anymore, and she’d gone and given the scarf to his cousin. Even if she had been rejected, shouldn’t there have been a period of heartbreak, of struggling to move on before starting something new?
Resentment burned in Brenden as he glared at Gabriela through the entire dinner. Gabriela, meanwhile, felt tense. She knew she shouldn’t have agreed to Loretta’s request—Brenden was clearly unhappy. If he broadcast their one-night stand now, she could lose her job.
She decided to placate him. “Mr. Saunders, you seem unwell. Are your legs bothering you? I know a way to ease the pain p>
Brenden scoffed coldly. “No need.” If she no longer cared for him, why pretend to be concerned?
Wesley’s expression shifted as well. He glanced at Brenden’s shorter legs, then at his own longer ones. What was wrong with having long legs? Why didn’t Gabriela like them?
After dinner, Gabriela wanted to clarify the scarf misunderstanding to keep Brenden from saying anything reckless. Brenden was lurking near the artificial rock. Before she could approach, he waved her off dramatically. “Stay back. Since you chose to give the scarf to Wesley, commit to him fully p>
Gabriela hurried to explain, “Mr. Saunders, you’ve got it wrong. It’s not what you think p>
Brenden’s mind raced with an audacious thought. Had Gabriela given the scarf to his cousin deliberately to spark his jealousy? To capture his attention, she dared to provoke Wesley. How bold!
With a grave expression, Brenden said, “Gabriela, Wesley’s not someone to trifle with. Keep your distance p>
Gabriela was stunned. Was he losing it? Why was he saying things she couldn’t understand?
Brenden continued, “I stand by what I said. Do not approach me in private again. And don’t provoke Wesley again, whatever your motives. Understood p>
𝗧𝗁e 𝗯е𝘴𝘁 r𝗲𝘷ie𝘸𝘀 𝘰𝘯
His warning tone weighed heavily on Gabriela. She knew Brenden wouldn’t just stand by if she got close to Wesley. She quickly clarified, “Your grandmother asked me to deliver the scarf p>
“I don’t want excuses. Leave,” he insisted.
“I’ll go, but can you promise not to tell Mr. Moss about us p>
Brenden’s eyes widened. She was using Wesley to make him jealous but feared Wesley finding out. So timid, yet she’d gone to such lengths for him. How could he betray her? He bristled. “What do you take me for? You think I’d spread gossip like that p>
With Brenden’s assurance, Gabriela was eager to put distance between them.
Meanwhile, Wesley had been quietly pleased with the scarf—yet as dinner concluded, Gabriela’s attention never once flickered in his direction. His mood soured further. Post-dinner, he skipped reading and an important gathering, choosing instead to change in his room.
Glancing at the scarf, his irritation grew. He grabbed his phone and messaged Gabriela. “Can’t sleep. Read something to me p>
Gabriela regretted not recording their earlier talk when she received the WhatsApp message from “NotASaunders.” Determined not to give in, she sent a voice message. “You jerk! Get one of your friends to read to you. I warn you, if you harass me again, you’ll regret it p>
Unsatisfied, she resolved to confront Brenden in person.