Sloane was a good cook, so the three simple dishes and soup she prepared were very delicious. Soon enough, she and Gabrielle sat at the dining table to eat dinner.
"Gabrielle, eat more. I haven't seen you for only a few days, but you already seem to lose a lot of weight. Is Westley starving you?" As Sloane spoke, she picked up some meat with the chopsticks and put them on Gabrielle's plate.
Gabrielle was at a loss after hearing what Sloane said. She didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. "Of course not. Westley gives me enough food. It's just that I'm worried about Bryce. I don't know where he is right now, and I can't get in touch with him."
Mentioning Bryce's name made her feel depressed at once. She had been having a hard time sleeping and eating well since he was gone.
Sloane gave her a hesitant look. "Gabrielle, do you still have feelings for Bryce?"
Before she could answer Sloane's question, her phone suddenly rang loudly.
"Sloane, I'm sorry. I have to answer this first." Gabrielle put down her chopsticks and hurried to the living room to get her phone. She silently prayed that it was Bryce this time.
As soon as he called her and was willing to come back, then no matter what he had done before, she would forgive him.
"Hello?"
"It's me!" A cold and indifferent voice came through from the other end of the line that made Gabrielle shiver.
In her ears, only Westley possessed this kind of voice.
"What's the matter?" Her joy was extinguished by his voice.
"What's the matter? What time is it now?"
"It's... eight o'clock."
"Don't you think it's still early now? Where are you?"
"I'm in..."
But before she could finish her words, he interrupted, "It's been a long time. Even if you have to crawl, you should have been back home by now. Are you deliberately pissing me off?
"No, I'm not!"
"Gabrielle Song, make sure that you are home in half an hour!" Westley then hung up the phone without even giving her a chance to retort.
Gabrielle stood there in a daze, clutching the phone in her hand. Her body was still trembling. He had just vented his anger on her again.
Their marriage was only a pretense, and she was just a substitute wife. Would it make any difference whether she lived at his house at night or not?
"Gabrielle, what's wrong? Who called?" Sloane asked with concern when she saw the frightened look on Gabrielle's face.
When Gabrielle didn't answer, she asked again, "Was it Westley?"
Gabrielle nodded. "Yes, it was him. He told me to go home in half an hour." "Seriously? You haven't even eaten much yet. Why in such a hurry? Let's finish our dinner first before you go. Actually, I am thinking of letting you stay here tonight," Sloane said with a frown.
Gabrielle wanted to stay. But when Westley's angry face flashed in her mind, she suddenly had the urge to leave at once.
"I'm sorry, Sloane. I really have to go now. If I'm late, that demon from hell will get angry. I'm sure I will suffer a lot if that happens." She quickly picked up her handbag and was about to leave.
"Let me drive you home then."
"No, Sloane. Don't bother. I'll just take a taxi. I'll come to see you next time."
Gabrielle then went downstairs in a hurry and hailed a taxi. Fortunately, she arrived in JN Villa, which was their new house, just in time.
"Miss Song, you're back." The moment she entered the villa, Neil Qin, the butler, greeted her.
"Neil, I'm sorry for coming home late," she immediately apologized.
"Gabrielle Song! I gave you half an hour to come home. You're one minute late!" Westley's cold voice resounded through the house.
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