Gary's heart lurched as he looked at Celeste in astonishment. "You knew?" he asked, his eyes wide.
Celeste pursed her lips, her heart aching. "Yes. I know that you gave Cindy a pint of your blood to save her life."
Although she kept her tone light, her heart ached for him.
Gary had done so much for her.
For her sake, he had repaid her debt of gratitude to Cindy for raising her.
She felt as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.
"Gary, I don't owe her anything anymore. Thank you for doing that for me. I'm finally free from her. So please, don't hurt yourself for my sake in the future," Celeste pleaded.
She did not know how to feel about Cindy. However, it was a fact that Cindy had indirectly caused her mother's death.
Whatever had happened between Cindy, Sinclair, Monica, and Celeste's mother in the past should not have been Celeste's burden to bear.
However, she ended up bearing it anyway.
Therefore, after what Gary had done for her, she did not feel like she owed Cindy anything anymore.
"All right, I promise. Never again. Don't worry, I won't willingly hurt myself in the future," Gary assured her.
"You didn't even tell me about it after. Do you know how scared I was? You were so pale that day that I thought you were going to pass out on the spot."
Gary smiled and asked, "How did you find out? Who told you?"
Celeste paused for a moment. She did not want to let Gary know that it was Alex who had told her, so she hurriedly replied, "I'm not going to tell you who told me."
Gary raised his eyebrows. "Was it Heinz?"
Celeste shook her head and quickly denied it.
Gary raised his eyebrows at that. Noticing how quick Celeste was to deny it, he said, "It must be Heinz then. I know Heinz can't help running that big mouth of his. I'll bet he told you to make you feel guilty. He would do anything to drive a wedge between us."
Gary was certain that Heinz was the one who told
Celeste.
Seeing Uncle Heinz thus wrongfully accused, Celeste could not help speaking in his defense. "It wasn't Uncle Jones, I swear. How can you think so little of your father? It really wasn't him."
"It wasn't him?" he asked, looking at her disbelievingly. "You're just trying to cover for him, aren't you? I understand that old man's cunning ways much better than you do."
"It was Mr. Alex who told me. It really wasn't Uncle Jones. Really, how could you say that about your own father?" Celeste finally said, left with no choice but to tell the truth.
"Mr. Alex?" Gary echoed, surprised. After thinking about it, he realized that it was possible. After all, when Gary had spoken to Alex the other day, Alex had not promised to keep the matter a secret from Celeste.
Gary let out a long sigh and said, "I really don't know what to say. I can't believe he told you."
"Why didn't you tell me about it?" Celeste fixed her gaze on him and continued in a solemn tone, "If you keep on hiding the truth from me, I'll be nothing but a clueless fool. Don't you think that's a little unfair to me? Plus, I'm not a saint, you know? I won't let someone I love hurt themselves for a worthless woman like that. Promise me that you won't do anything like that again."
Gary reached out to hug her. "All right, I promise. I won't do anything like that in the future."
Even so, Celeste knew that if she asked him to do something like that for her in the future, he would still agree to it in a heartbeat.
She suddenly realized how deep Gary's feelings for her ran. He had done a lot for her without her knowledge. However, she had not understood that before and even misunderstood him on multiple occasions.
It was clear that he cared about her a lot.
The realization warmed the cockles of her heart, but also made her distressed.
She leaned into Gary's embrace and listened to his steady heartbeat while breathing in his warm, familiar scent.
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