Hearing this, Gabrielle blushed.
It didn't matter how many properties Westley owned. It had nothing to do with her.
She didn't want to take anything from him even if they got divorced in the future.
"No, thanks, Westley.
I don't mean to spy on you." Gabrielle shook her head.
The Morris Group alone valued hundreds of billions of dollars, which was a frightening number.
She didn't want to know about the properties he owned.
"But I want you to know everything. After all, you are my wife. I will ask Alvin to make a list so that you know how capable your husband is." Westley puffed his chest in pride.
Gabrielle opened and closed her mouth a couple of times. She didn't know what to say, so she just followed him into the house.
"Little mommy, come and sit here. These grapes are very sweet. I'll share them with you," Tammy squealed with joy, waving a bunch of purple grapes when she saw Gabrielle.
Gabrielle walked to the little girl with a smile and sat beside her, feeling relieved that she wasn't disliked by the little kid.
"Little mommy, eat the grapes. They are very sweet and delicious." Tammy generously gave the grapes to her.
"Thank you, Tammy." Gabrielle took it happily.
"Little mommy, hurry up and eat one. I wasn't lying," she urged her.
Gabrielle picked one. Before she could eat it, Westley grabbed her hand, took the grape, peeled it, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Gabrielle and Tammy exchanged quizzical glances before turning to look at Westley. They couldn't understand why he was snatching the grape from her.
"Westley..."
"Hey, what are you doing? This is not for you. It's for little mommy," Tammy grunted as her brows pulled together in displeasure.
"Tammy, why are you scolding me? Have you stopped loving me because you have little mommy now? I just ate a grape." Westley smiled at her.
"I like little mommy because she is good to me. I gave her grapes because she bought me gifts. I want to be nice to her. You didn't buy anything for me." Tammy pouted.
Westley shook his head in amusement.
"I used to buy all kinds of gifts for you. Have you forgotten everything?" Westley asked, clutching his chest, faking hurt.
"That's in the past. Aren't you happy that I'm good to little mommy?" Tammy asked.
"Of course, I'm happy that you two are close to each other. I was being good to Gabrielle as well. I wanted to check if the grape was sour or not." Westley picked up another grape, peeled the skin with his slender fingers, and handed it to Gabrielle.
Gabrielle was watching the sweet quarrel with an amused smile on her face. She didn't expect to become the center of focus all of a sudden.
Westley held the peeled grape in front of Gabrielle's mouth, which embarrassed her. Everyone was watching her now.
A blush flamed her cheeks.
"Westley.
I... " Before she could say anything, he thrust the grape into her mouth.
"Grandma said you two are infatuated with each other, but I didn't believe it. Now I realize how wrong I was. I shouldn't have come back early with Tammy. I should have waited for two more days and come with Wilson," Bonnie joked.
Gabrielle's face turned a shade redder. Bonnie's remark embarrassed her even more.
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