Chapter 668
Chapter 668:
“Darling!” Gabriela blurted, cutting him off. Her voice carried a sweet urgency, and she repeated it again and again, “Darling, darling p>
Each call slipped out soft and obedient, as light as spring air stirring through young leaves, sending a rush of heat straight to the heart.
Wesley’s hand froze, his hold around her waist tightening instinctively. Desire swelled through him, roughening his voice into a raw demand. “Once more p>
Gabriela whispered with earnest devotion, “Darling p>
That single word unraveled his restraint. He crushed his lips to hers, the kiss deep and lingering, tasting the sweetness of her breath.
Lost in the cool, magnetic force of Wesley’s embrace, Gabriela’s head swam, yet a sliver of reason still flickered in her hazy mind.
She kept Wesley’s fragile health in mind and refused to indulge him further. With a firm shove, she pushed him back. “I’m too exhausted tonight. I just want to sleep p>
With that, she burrowed quickly into his arms and feigned slumber, her lashes pressed shut as if sealing the decision.
Wesley made no move to press her. Instead, he held her close, his voice a low murmur against her hair. “Sleep well, darling p>
𝘕𝘦𝘄 𝘸е𝖾𝘬𝗹y 𝗰𝗁a𝘱te𝗿𝗌 o𝘯
A hush settled over the bedroom, wrapping it in silence.
Pressed against his chest, Gabriela lay with her back to him. Though her breathing mimicked rest, her eyes fluttered open in the dark, heavy with emotions she dared not speak.
A sudden sting tightened her throat, the impulse to cry welling up from nowhere.
The fleeting moments she shared with him left her heart aching, and in silence she prayed for the heavens to grant them even a sliver more time together.
The night deepened, thick and soundless.
But perhaps it was the heavy barbecue from earlier. In the hollow hours between three and four, Wesley stirred awake, his chest constricting as if an unseen weight pressed down. His face drained of color, lips paling in the dark.
Gabriela jolted upright, panic flashing through her. With trembling hands, she slipped some pills into his mouth, urging him to swallow. Gradually, the rigid whiteness of his features eased, warmth seeping back into his skin.
She refilled his glass and watched with quiet worry as he took slow sips. Only after a long stretch did the pallor fade, leaving his face steadier.
Gabriela made up her mind—she would drag him to the hospital if she had to.
Her voice cracked with fury and fear. “If you won’t go, then we’re done! I can’t live like this anymore, constantly terrified p>
The words tumbled out like a weapon, quickly followed by a flood of tears.
Wesley’s expression hardened, the calm on his face betraying the storm behind his eyes.
She belonged to him now—how could she regret it and talk of leaving?
It was far too late for that.
His voice came out cold and sharp, carrying a chill that cut to the bone. “Say that again p>
Gabriela shot back through trembling lips, “Either you go to the hospital, or we’re done p>
Pouting stubbornly, she added with biting finality, “Once we break up, I won’t ever come back. I won’t care what happens to you after that p>
Rage surged through Wesley as he clamped her wrist in an iron grip. His eyes blazed with a searing intensity. “You really think ‘breaking up’ is something you can throw around so casually p>
Gabriela didn’t flinch, meeting his stare with a fierce glare. Her eyes brimmed with tears, shimmering with such raw sorrow that it broke through his defenses.