Chapter 680
Chapter 680:
Wesley stroked her back with quiet patience, letting her cry with abandon. When her sobs softened, he bent close and brushed away the wet streaks on her cheeks.
“How about I take you out for something good to eat?” he asked gently.
“Alright,” she murmured.
From a distance, Stewart lingered in the shadows, watching Gabriela walk off with Wesley.
The moment he’d heard Dustin had tried to harm her again, he had abandoned an international meeting in a frenzy.
Red lights blurred behind him as he sped across the city, reopening the stitches on his arm in the process. By the time he arrived, all he saw was her leaning on another man.
His fists tightened until his knuckles whitened. Pulling out his phone, he dialed Myah.
“Myah, did you know Wesley’s with Gabriela p>
Myah had long suspected it, ever since the whispers about Wesley’s illness, but hearing it confirmed stung.
Still, she steadied her tone. “If she’s happy, then I’m happy for her p>
𝗪𝗁𝗮𝗍 e𝘃e𝗋𝗒о𝗇𝘦 𝗂𝘴 re𝗮𝗱іn𝗴 𝗈𝗻 ѕ.cо𝘮
“Don’t bother lying,” Stewart cut in bitterly. “You can’t fool me—I know you too well p>
Myah ended the call without a word, then calmly returned to drying herbs.
Though her eyesight was still hazy, she managed simple tasks with quiet persistence.
Her steady effort and willingness to help had already earned Fred’s approval.
At the same time, Wesley guided Gabriela through Okburg’s bustling food street. He bought her every dish she fancied, tucking portions into bags to carry along. They wandered side by side, nibbling as they walked, laughter rising between bites. Whatever remained unfinished, he set in the car before driving her onward.
Before long, they pulled into the Okburg Ecological Park.
The place unfolded in dazzling colors—sweeping flower fields stretched as far as the eye could see, and above them shimmered the park’s famed glass bridge, suspended high in the air like a ribbon of light.
Wesley guided her through the sea of blossoms, pointing toward the glittering glass bridge, but Gabriela quietly refused. Her concern for his fragile heart lingered at the back of her mind, so she used herself as the excuse. “Heights make me uneasy p>
The steadiness in her tone made Wesley hesitate before he finally asked, “Will you tell me what really happened today p>
Had it been only Dustin’s attack, her composure would not have cracked so deeply.
Without evasion, Gabriela repeated Beverley’s words.
Wesley wrapped her in his arms once more, his voice low. “Gabriela, do you want to return to the Howard family? If you do, I can make it happen p>
Going back would mean stepping into the ranks of the elite, her life instantly gilded with privilege.
Yet Gabriela shook her head and answered firmly, “I’ve no desire to return p>
The thought of those people filled her with nothing but aversion. To rejoin them would only trap her in constant unease.
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