Cayden was embarrassed by Mia's hostility.
He thought their relationship would improve a little after Mia got injured the last time. Cayden didn't expect their relationship to become as good as before, but he expected it to get better.
However, it had only been wishful thinking. Mia was still cold and rude as if she were his enemy.
Even though he came to see her today, Mia didn't show him any kindness. She deliberately abandoned him to breathe some fresh air.
"Mia, I'm worried that you might get cold. You have every right to be mad at me, but please don't neglect your health." Cayden persuaded her because he cared about her health.
After all, it was freezing outside, and Mia was only wearing a thin dress and a large woolen scarf.
He couldn't watch her get ill.
"I'm not careless to neglect my health. You better stay inside and mind your goddamn business!" Mia had never been nice to Cayden.
He felt humiliated as Mia snapped it at him in front of many people.
"Okay, okay. I won't care about you. At least don't take off this coat." Cayden removed his coat and draped it around her.
"No, thanks. We are going inside now." Mia turned around and walked in, dragging Gabrielle with her.
Cayden glanced at the coat in his hand and gritted his teeth. No one could restrain Mia when she became mad at someone.
"Mr. Morris, you are here!" Cayden glanced at Westley, his face heated with embarrassment.
"Let's go inside." Westley glanced at him and strode in.
Just then, Vivian caught up with Westley and stopped him. "Mr. Morris, please stay here for a moment."
Westley stopped in his tracks and shot a vicious look at her.
Vivian was wearing a strapless dress, revealing her milky skin. But it was still cold outside, and Westley's piercing gaze made her shiver.
Her body trembled as she hugged herself, trying to shield herself from the cold. But Vivian was strong; she would never allow herself to make any mistakes this time.
So she forced a smile and looked at Westley.
"Miss Vivian, what can I do for you?" Westley asked coldly.
"Mr. Morris, I want to know what kind of relationship you have with Gabrielle. I'm sorry. I know it's inappropriate to ask such a question. I just..."
"Miss Vivian, since you know it's inappropriate, better stop probing further. Remember that I don't want anyone to know what you saw today, especially the people in your studio," Westley warned her, trying his best to remain calm.
Vivian didn't seem stupid. She must have understood what he meant. Why was she humiliating herself by trying to find the answer to the question?
"I see. It looks like Gabrielle is really important to you, Mr. Morris." Vivian flashed a sweet smile, pretending to seem sensible and generous.
"Miss Vivian, it doesn't matter what kind of relationship I have with Gabrielle. She is my woman, and I won't allow anyone to bully her." With that, Westley strode in.
Gabrielle and Mia walked in, congratulated Micheal, and gave him the gift. Then, Gabriel
le waited for Westley, squirming on the spot with unease.
Westley didn't follow her in. She was a little worried because Vivian was also standing outside. Gabrielle didn't know what Vivian wanted from Westley.
The woman was too ambitious, so she was worried about Westley.
"Don't worry. Westley is a shrewd man. He is not someone a random temptress could seduce." Mia patted Gabrielle's hand comfortingly, gesturing for her to calm down.
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