Chapter 139 Idiot
Westley had expected Miley to be on Gabrielle’s side, so he didn’t pay much attention to her.
He glanced at Gabrielle, who was saying nothing but seemed to be enjoying the food at the rate she was eating,
‘Is she being starved by the Jones family?”
Foodie. Idiot.
“Gabrielle, ignore this guy. You enjoy your meal. What else do you want to eat? I can cook it for you.” Miley offered warmly.
The only thing that made Miley happy was when her children ate and drank
“Grandma, I… I don’t usually behave like this.” Gabrielle looked at Miley with embarrassment
“It’s okay. As long as you eat well, grandma will be happy. Unlike Westley:
see how picky he is with food. I don’t feel good cooking for him because his eating habits are really annoying to endure and watch. You, on the other hand, are much better.” Miley looked at Gabrielle kindly. She was growing more and more fond of Gabrielle.
“Really. Grandma?” Gabrielle was in disbelief as she looked at Miley. When she ate around the Jones family-her family—she was always scolded. Wendy liked people who were obedient and pleasant. After all, no one was perfect, but she loathed when people were picky with food. It would make her quite upset.
“Of course it’s true. Enjoy your food and don’t think about Westley. Did you sleep well last night?” Miley asked with concem.
“I did. Very well.” Gabrielle nodded.
Miley looked at the two of them and Smiled, but it was hard to tell how she felt because she wore an indescribable look on her face. It took a while for Gabrielle to understand what Miley meant, and her face flushed slightly.
“Grandma, we actually…”
“Gabrielle, don’t talk while eating!” Westley abruptly interrupted her. He didn’t want her to continue.
Gabrielle was quite shrewd, and would need to be tricked by Miley.
There were things that didn’t need to be explained. Certain explanations tended to complicate matters even more.
“Okay.” Gabrielle didn’t say anything more and continued to have her breakfast.
Miley, in turn, glared at Westley. She picked up the negative vibes emanating from him; he must definitely be against her.
After the three had breakfast, Gabrielle went upstairs with the white bag given to her to change her clothes.
While she was changing, her cell phone rang. When she saw that the caller was Lance, she immediately answered it.
“Hey Lance, what’s up?”
“Gabrielle, where are you?” Lance was
direct with her as soon as she answered.
She was at the Isido Mount.
“I’m out, Lance. Is it urgent?”
“I would like to meet you. How about a quick meal together? Did Westley make things difficult for you?” Lance seemed to be ashamed for making his bodyguards faint.
“I’m good. No, he didn’t make things difficult for me. Honestly, he’s been really kind to me,” Gabrielle said calmly. She wasn’t lying after all; Westley was being nice to her.
Of course he was angry about the situation with the bodyguards, but he hadn’t taken it too far. Gabrielle seemed to think he was acting appropriately.
So it was not that bad.
Besides, he had also taken her to see Miley and realized that she was old granny that helped her the other night. This had made Gabrielle happy.
“I’m finding it hard to believe he would treat you well. As well as you deserve.”
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