Seeing her indifferent attitude, he didn't speak. He just walked in and stood by her bed.
Celeste didn't like the feeling of being looked at condescendingly. She only said, "You can sit wherever you like."
Gary then sat by her bed.
Celeste lowered her eyes, not wanting to even look at him.
"Janice said she didn't want to leave today." Gary finally spoke.
"I know. Miss Simpson said she had discussed it with you," Celeste replied. The atmosphere couldn’ t get any more awkward.
"Since we're not leaving and you have nothing else to do, why not join us later?" He suggested.
"You guys go ahead." She shook her head."Go have fun."
Gary's gaze turned cold as he stared at her eyes. "You can take it as being our photographer. Janice and I should take some photos while we're out, don't we? We can't come all this way and not take any photos."
Celeste was taken aback; she looked up at him.
His gaze was mysterious, unreadable, yet it carried a sense of matter-of-fact.
"Since you want to be my sister, can't you take a few photos for me?" Gary said.
Celeste's heart ached upon hearing his words and seeing the way he looked at her. She leaned against the bed and said nothing. Gary spoke again, "We've never taken any photos together, have we?"
"Yeah, we've never taken any," Celeste replied with a sad smile.
However, he had taken tons of photos with Janice. Whenever Celeste thought about it, her heart grew cold and stuffy.
"You can find a tour guide," Celeste said, "There are a lot of them here. I won't be joining; I'm seeing someone later."
"Is it Flynt?" Gary asked.
Celeste's brows furrowed.
"You said you would treat him to a meal today over the phone." Gary continued, "Since you'll be meeting him later, why don't you ask him to join us? Maybe Janice and I can help you two take photos." "No," she said. "What are you afraid of?" Gary said while staring into her eyes. His gaze grew much colder. He seemed doubtful of her.
T m not afraid at all." Celeste shook her head instantly. She could barely breathe under his gaze. "Since you're not afraid, then join us," Gary said, "I can also take the opportunity to see if Flynt is a good man. Who knows, he might be my brother-in-law in the future."
Celeste was so upset she was suffocating.
She felt humiliated and upset. How could he say it like that?
At that moment, Celeste couldn't feel anything.
She looked at Gary emotionlessly and said, "You can leave now if you're done."
Gary knew that his words would anger Celeste, but to his surprise, she didn't refute him at all.
"Does she really want to be with Flynt?" Gary pondered.
He narrowed his eyes and said, "Join us. The more, the merrier."
Seeing that he still hadn't left, Celeste frowned and said, "I said, I won't go."
Hearing her rejection, Gary sneered. He stared at Celeste with a coldness he never had before.
Celeste was dumbfounded under his gaze; she backed up and pressed against the bed.
Gary walked to her front, sat by her side, and said into her face, "Didn't you say that you want to treat me as your older brother? In that case, do as I say. Show me if you have the ability to fake the peace between us. Can you get along with a man who used to be so intimate with you effortlessly in front of another man you like?
Celeste's heart tightened at his words. It was an indescribable feeling.
He was torturing her.
"You... What on earth are you trying to do?" She asked.
"Nothing." He said, "I just want to see if my beloved sister has the ability to be cold toward me in front of anyone."
"You've gone too far," Celeste said with her eyes turning red. Gary did it on purpose; he was simply torturing her.
Celeste felt that he was too cruel. Was he trying to destroy her?
"Too far?" Gary laughed sarcastically. "Celeste White, just who has gone too far?"
Wasn't it him?
How could he pretend to be innocent?
"You're the one who is being vexatious repeatedly," A sense of austere surged within Gary; he stared at Celeste deadly. "I just want to see how capable you are."
"Fine." Celeste was angered. "Just wait and see."
He narrowed his eyes; a glimmer flashed across it. The corner of his lips curved up slightly as he said, "Call him then. We'll leave after breakfast."
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