Chapter 225
Chapter 225:
When Wesley finally let the secret slip, the silence that followed pressed heavily against his back. Assuming Gabriela’s quiet was born of shock, he softened his tone, his words carrying a trace of vulnerability he rarely allowed. He admitted how furious he had been when she mistook Brenden for the man who had slept with her. His pride had refused to let him confess the truth, and pretending to be Brenden had been his misguided way of connecting with her, hoping she would piece it together on her own.
But the time for games was over; he wanted her to know the truth now. He spoke at length, retracing their shared words, the hidden moments when his heart had quickened, when desire had burned beneath restraint, and how he had buried it, denying himself the admission.
Still, from behind him came nothing—no word from Gabriela, only silence.
“Now that you know what happened that night, tell me, how do you feel about me?” Wesley finally turned, anticipation tightening in his chest, desperate to read her face and see whether she might choose to be with him.
Instead, he found Gabriela breathing slow and steady, her lashes resting quietly against her skin, lost in the calm of sleep. For a heartbeat, he froze, caught between disbelief and exasperation. “Asleep? Unbelievable p>
All this time he had bared his soul, nerves frayed like a schoolboy confessing his love to his first crush, only to discover she had drifted off. He lowered himself to the edge of the bed and brushed his fingertips across her cool, delicate cheek.
Meanwhile, outside the hospital room, Fiona stood utterly stunned; she had overheard every word of Wesley’s confession. A sudden voice shattered her focus.
“Fiona? What are you doing here p>
She spun around to see Loretta and Miriam, with Brenden trailing behind. Having heard about Gabriela’s accident, Loretta and Miriam had rushed to the hospital, only to find Fiona lingering at the door.
Snapping to attention, Fiona smoothed her expression into something casual and offered a light smile. “Oh! Hi! What a coincidence. What brings you all here p>
𝘍𝗼𝘭lo𝗐 u𝗌 𝗼𝘯
“Gabriela’s had an accident,” Loretta answered briskly. “We came to check on her. And you p>
“I have a friend admitted here,” Fiona replied quickly. “I just stopped by to visit.” She let her gaze dart to the door plate, forcing a small, awkward laugh. “Seems I must’ve gotten the wrong room p>
Loretta and Brenden didn’t suspect a thing, but Miriam’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly, suspicion plain on her face. Fiona only tightened her smile, stepping back with feigned ease. “Well, I won’t keep you then. Bye p>
Without waiting for a response, she turned on her heel and slipped away down the corridor. Once she rounded the corner, she pressed herself against the wall, her hand clutching her racing heart.
What on earth had she just discovered? Gabriela had slept with Wesley? And she had even gotten his identity wrong. How could anyone as proud as Wesley be drawn to someone so naive?
Fiona remembered peeking at Wesley’s WhatsApp once, noticing how calmly he had taken someone’s insults. Her mind replayed his quiet smile at the messages, and suddenly, everything made sense.
Her idea that he was a masochist who had some strange taste for being scolded? Purely a misunderstanding. In reality, Wesley had been indulging Gabriela all along.