The night was still quite young. Everywhere was silent as Sophie and Westley stood waiting for Gabrielle to cut the beautiful cake that he had brought to the Villa. Gabrielle kept staring at her husband as if she didn't hear what he had said. "Gabrielle, don't you understand what I said? Have I become so terrifying that you have to look at me like I'm a monster?" he asked her. He didn't like the way his wife stared at him like he was an evil beast.
Even the most wicked person in the world wouldn't feel good if he or she was being gazed at in such a manner.
She quickly regained consciousness and took a quick look at him, and also tried to control the rush of emotions coming from the bottom of her heart at the same time. ''Of course not, you don't look like a monster. If at all you were one, you would be called the most handsome monster in the universe," she said with a smirk on her face.
For a moment, he almost believed that she was showering praises on him.
'What does she mean by the most handsome monster? She is indirectly trying to say I am still a monster, isn't she?' he mused.
Who gave her the audacity to make fun of him in such a manner? He had left her alone for just a few days and she had become unbelievably bold.
"Gabrielle, cut the cake or just forget about it!" he fumed in anger. Why was she taking till eternity to cut the cake?
Actually, he wasn't happy about the words she spoke to him some minutes ago.
"Let me have a look at it again." She began to examine the cake with utmost care.
It had a pink base and a pretty pink crystal princess house on it. Beside it, a beautiful little princess was wearing a pink princess dress made of chocolate and a silver crown, befitting only a princess. Right in front of her, there was a piece of land made of berries and some pink cream roses. No matter how she cut the cake, she would feel sorry.
"This cake is just so beautiful. How about we leave it?" she asked as she looked at him pleadingly.
'Didn't she want to eat it?' he thought to himself.
All of a sudden, he didn't understand what was on her mind. No matter how beautiful a cake was, it was meant to be eaten. It was not to be kept for long because it would go bad in a couple of days.
"If you don't want to eat it, you have to throw it into the trash can tomorrow," he told her. He wasn't threatening her. He was just telling her the truth.
It would go bad by tomorrow, and then, it must be thrown away.
"Okay, let's cut from here!" She pointed to a heart-shaped place among the roses.
"Let's start," he said as he stood next to her.
"Mr. Morris, hold Gabrielle's hand to cut the cake. I'll take a photo of you both." Sophie had already taken out her phone and was ready to take a shot.
"Don't take any shot, Sophie!"
"Don't do that, Sophie."
The two of them said at the same time, but she had already taken the picture of such a sweet moment at the risk of being fired. 'Miley would be very happy to see this, ' she thought as she smiled to herself.
"Why not? You both look so sweet in the picture," she said as she admired the picture.
Seeing that she was resolute in her decision, he gave up. "Don't show it to anyone else," he warned.
"Don't worry about that, I won't. I'll only show it to Miley," she promised.
Since she had been in the Morris family for more than thirty years, he trusted her fully knowing that she would keep to her word. Besides, she was Miley's maid. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked her to stay here with Gabrielle to take care of her.
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