Chapter 227
Chapter 227:
“Billy.” Wesley’s voice cut like steel, low and commanding. “Gabriela hasn’t eaten yet. Go prepare something for her p>
Wesley realized it was still not the right time to tell Gabriela everything. Her body was still weak, her spirit fragile. Forcing the truth on her now would only weigh her down. Better to wait until she was stronger—until the right moment came.
Billy bowed his head before slipping out of the room. As he opened the door, he nearly collided with Fiona.
“Ms. Dewitt?” He was caught off guard. “What brings you here p>
𝖠𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝘦 со𝗆𝘮𝗎𝘯i𝘁𝘺 𝗼n
Fiona’s lips curved in a pleasant smile. “I just came back from visiting a friend and heard about Ms. Haynes’s accident. I thought I’d drop by to see how she’s doing p>
Suspicion flickered in his mind, because Fiona rarely acted without motive, but Billy kept his tone courteous, stepping aside with a practiced smile. “That’s very considerate of you p>
With that, he excused himself to arrange a meal for Gabriela.
Gabriela’s eyes widened when she saw Fiona. A tangle of surprise and unease stirred inside her. Fiona entered with the air of a well-meaning friend, setting the polished fruit basket on the bedside table.
“Are you feeling any better, Ms. Haynes?” she asked, her smile warm—almost too warm.
“Much better,” Gabriela replied politely, though guarded. “Thank you for your concern, Ms. Dewitt p>
Fiona’s gaze swept over Gabriela’s pale face. With practiced sympathy, she murmured, “I heard your limbs suffered frostbite. You need to take good care of yourself during your recovery p>
Gabriela had braced herself for the usual barb, some sly remark about her being prone to mishaps. But instead, Fiona smiled. “There’s a resort nearby—lovely setting, and their hot springs are especially restorative. Perfect for soothing nerves and relieving fatigue p>
Wesley’s brows knit at once, his instinct to refuse evident in the cool set of his jaw. Yet Brenden’s expression brightened, his eyes gleaming at the suggestion. Hot springs. A vacation. He instantly recognized it as the perfect chance to win Gabriela back. After everything she had been through, what better way to mend his earlier neglect than by whisking her away for a few days?
“Wesley,” Brenden said eagerly, his eyes alight, “I know exactly the place Fiona is talking about. It’s called Stratosphere Hotel & Spa. I’ve stayed there before with—” He caught himself, clearing his throat hastily. “Anyway, the hot springs there are incredible. You’d feel reborn after a soak p>
Fiona’s lashes fluttered with satisfaction at his support, and she quickly piled on. “Yes, and the hotel sits beside a retreat known for bringing peace and safety. The atmosphere there is said to restore both body and spirit p>
Loretta’s eyes widened, and she clapped her hands together. “Perfect! Gabriela, you should definitely go. A few days of rest will do you good. And don’t worry about expenses. Wesley will take care of everything.” She turned to Wesley with a sharp look. “Won’t you, Wesley p>
Her tone left him little choice, and amusement flickered in his eyes. With a small nod, he replied, “Sure p>
Gabriela could only relent. “Thank you, Mr. Moss,” she said softly.
From the corner, Fiona’s smile deepened, satisfaction flashing in her gaze.