Chapter 503
Chapter 503:
But after a moment, he gently pushed her away, his tone tinged with coldness.
“I’m not the one hurt p>
Gabriela froze, her tears halting.
Wesley wasn’t injured?
Relief washed over her, but embarrassment followed her intense reaction.
Softly, she asked, “Then who is p>
𝘈d𝘥𝗂𝘤𝗍𝘪𝗏e 𝗌𝘵o𝘳𝗶e𝘴 𝘰n
With a calm voice, Wesley answered, “Brenden p>
Loretta’s briefly settled heart jolted again. “What p>
Wesley gave a concise explanation, and Loretta immediately cursed Glenn, her anger flaring as if she would confront him herself.
Gabriela, worried Loretta might distress herself further, reassured her, “Don’t worry. Mr. Saunders will pull through p>
Soon, the doctor emerged.
He announced, “The patient is awake and out of immediate danger. However, he has a mild concussion and some prior injuries, so he will need to stay hospitalized for at least two weeks p>
Billy, relieved to hear that Brenden was out of danger, hurried to arrange the admission.
Nurses later wheeled Brenden to a VIP room.
When Brenden regained consciousness and saw so many people around his bed, he was touched.
“Why is everyone here?” Noticing Gabriela’s red-rimmed eyes, he felt even more moved. “Gabriela, were you crying because you were worried about me p>
Gabriela pushed down her swirling thoughts and smiled. “I’m just glad you’re okay p>
Loretta, her panic subsiding, scolded him out of care. “Brenden, you shouldn’t have rushed into things alone. Don’t play hero like that again p>
“It was urgent,” Brenden said. “If I hadn’t stepped in, that guy would have dragged the girl into his car. By the way, Wesley, that man’s dangerous. Get Benedict on this and make sure he is locked up for good p>
Wesley nodded. “I will p>
Brenden, noticing Wesley’s stern expression, felt uneasy.
Since he had disrupted the engagement party, Wesley had been distant. Even with his serious injuries, Wesley hadn’t offered a word of concern.
Feeling down, Brenden asked, “Wesley, are you upset because I didn’t seal the deal today p>
Wesley’s tone was cool. “Don’t overthink it. Just focus on recovering p>
A nurse entered, urging everyone to leave. “The patient needs his medication and rest p>
Brenden’s injuries were significant — a bottle had struck him hard, and it was sheer luck the damage hadn’t done anything serious to his skull.
The others exited the room.
After the chaotic night, it was past 2 a.m. Exhausted, Wesley suggested everyone head home while he stayed.
Stewart slid behind the wheel once more, driving Gabriela and Loretta home.
The next morning, Loretta arrived with breakfast.
Entering the room, she saw Wesley by the window, lost in thought, his silhouette strikingly solitary.
“Wesley, why are you up so early?” she asked with concern.
Wesley turned around. “Old habits. I’m used to getting up this early p>
Loretta didn’t press, glancing at Brenden, still asleep, and said softly, “Eat some breakfast p>
Wesley grabbed a pancake and bit into it.
The flavor was surprisingly delightful.
Though he hadn’t felt hungry, he reached for another. Loretta smiled and asked, “Tasty, isn’t it? Gabriela made it p>
Wesley paused.
“She woke up early to cook but said she couldn’t come — she had work to handle.” Loretta sighed. “Yesterday, I saw how much Gabriela cares for you p>
Last night, Gabriela’s public embrace of Wesley had revealed her feelings, and Loretta had sensed the depth of it.