After she got off the car, Jackson left right away.
Gabrielle bought a cup of iced coffee at a nearby cafe. Then, she sat beside the window, trying to calm herself. After drinking half of the coffee, she started feeling much better.
It would take her less than ten minutes to walk to the Morris Group building, so she needed to be calm enough to face Westley later.
Her mind drifted back to the scene she witnessed at the airport -- Westley holding a little girl in his arms, a beautiful woman trailing behind him. Gabrielle wanted to ask him about them, but she held her tongue. Could she muster the courage to ask him now?
She felt a little guilty for no reason.
All she could think about was the happy and warm picture of the three. Perhaps she had no right to ask Westley now.
Thinking of this, Gabrielle gulped down the rest of her drink, completely sobering up after all the wine she had drunk at noon.
Should she even go see him? Gabrielle was having second thoughts.
"Have you seen the little girl Mr. Morris came in with? I couldn't get a full view, but she looked so cute."
"She looks quite like Mr. Morris. Could she be his daughter?"
"Shh! Mr. Morris has a fiancée, you know; the second daughter of the Collins family."
Two young women in business suits entered the coffee shop, abuzz with gossip.
Mr. Morris?
The baby?
Gabrielle hadn't paid much attention to their conversation but overhearing it stirred her thoughts.
If she were right, they could be talking about Westley and the little girl. She didn't expect him to bring her to the company. Did he plan to tell the world about her?
It must be. It wouldn't be surprising for their employees to take breaks at this cafe because they had great coffee and it was near the Morris Group building.
These women should be the employees of Morris Group. What they had said must be true.
Hearing that, Gabrielle stood up at once. She had been hesitating about whether she should go there or not, but now she made up her mind. She needed to talk to Westley right away.
If he really had a lover and a daughter, she would leave him right away. There was no need for her to wait for Nellie and then to divorce him. She didn't have to stay with Westley any longer and feel like a scapegoat.
With bubbling rage, Gabrielle marched towards the company. When she was about to enter, a security guard stopped her.
"I'm sorry, miss. Unless you're an employee, I can't let you in without an appointment."
He stared Gabrielle down.
The Morris Group was under strict management and no outsider was allowed to enter. This was the case after a number of beautiful women like Gabrielle stormed into the company for a chance to bump into Mr. Morris, hoping for a fairytale coming true.
"No." Gabrielle shook her head.
There was no way for her to get inside after coming here out of the blue. Now standing outside the building, she felt a little embarrassed and thought she should leave at once.
"Sorry, miss. I'm afraid that I can't let you in." The security guard refused Gabrielle's request without hesitation.
"I'm here to..."
Bef
ore she could finish her sentence, the guard interrupted her.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Lock You In My Heart