Chapter 115 Stop Playing
There was no one in the living room when Westley arrived at the villa. When he looked at the dining
room, there was a woman sleeping on the table.
Meanwhile, Sophie came out of her room when she heard Westley’s car enter the yard. An excited expression painted her face when she saw him. “You’re finally here, Mr. Morris. Gabrielle fell asleep while waiting for you. I’ll wake her up immediately.
“It’s fine. There’s no need to wake her, Sophie. You can return to your sleep.” he politely interjected..
After looking at Westley and the sleeping Gabrielle, Sophie suddenly had an idea of what was going on between the two.
It seemed that Westley wanted to wake Gabrielle by himself. Since he already arrived, Sophie didn’t want to ruin the sweet moment between them.
Gabrielle probably guessed correctly. Westley had something important to do which was why he came home late.
Their tacit understanding was proof that they were a match for each other.
“I understand. I’ll head to my room now. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to tell me.” With a smile, Sophie turned around and went upstairs.
“You can go to sleep, Sophie. I won’t call for you.” He fixed his eyes on the fingers of Gabrielle’s left hand.
Bandages wrapped around three of her fingers. He grew anxious at how careless the woman in front of him was.
“Her pinky finger has the most serious injury, Mr. Morris. There was a lot of bleeding. She also refused to call Dr. Davis despite my advice.” When she noticed that he was staring at the injuries in Gabrielle‘s hand, Sophie felt that an explanation was necessary so that he wouldn’t worry too much about her.
But unlike what Sophie suspected, Westley showed no signs of anxiousness. Instead, he stared at her with indifferent eyes.
“Yeah. She’s a clumsy woman. No one else is to blame except for her if she cut off all of her fingers. ” Suddenly, he furrowed his eyebrows out of anger. He suspected that Gabrielle might just be pretending to be injured in front of him.
Maybe she was trying to get his sympathy to make him forgive her for letting Lance beat his bodyguards.
However, there was no way that could happen.
When she noticed the Westley suddenly became frustrated, Sophie wondered if something she said triggered him.
“Mr. Morris, about Gabrielle
“You can return to your room, Sophie,” interjected in a cold tone.
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As such, Sophie sealed her lips, turned around, and headed to her room.
Meanwhile, Westley stayed in the dining room while quietly staring at Gabrielle. The poor girl must be too exhausted that the conversation beside her didn’t wake her up.
“Gabrielle!” he called out in a cold voice as his indifferent eyes looked down at her.
However, Gabrielle remained asleep with no signs of waking up.
“Gabrielle!”
“Why is it so loud? I’m sleeping,” she complained while gesturing to keep quiet.
She had no idea what the fuss was about. It felt like a machine kept saying her name.
Meanwhile, Westley’s heart skipped a beat when he heard her soft and tender voice. 1
Moreover, she wasn’t even trying to look gorgeous. Her natural state was still very attractive.
She looked gorgeous without any make-up or effort.
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