Gabrielle was silent through the long flight. She was evidently caught in a somber mood.
She felt deep remorse after she hopped on the plane to Thailand to be with Lance. She should have bid goodbye to Westley, at least.
'Will Westley be upset if he found out?
I think he would be happy when he gets the cake I baked for him.'
"Gabrielle, are you feeling under the weather?" Lance asked as he handed her a glass of warm water.
Gabrielle reached for it and took a sip. The lubrication in her throat seemed to have made her feel more comfortable.
"Thank you. I'm fine. It's probably just because I haven't been on a plane for quite some time," she explained.
Lance was an intelligent man. He could tell that there was something on her mind. If it had only been because of the plane, she wouldn't have reacted that way.
"Gabrielle, it's going to take a while. You should get some sleep. I'll wake you up when we get there," Lance said as he handed her a blanket.
Gabrielle put her glass down and cozied up under the blanket. She wanted to sleep for a bit to stop herself from making more speculations.
"Lance, can we bring Bryce with us? It's a private plane after all," Gabrielle asked.
"It depends. We haven't even found Nellie yet." Lance was worried about the situation.
They weren't sure if Westley was on their side. Even though he was Gabrielle's husband, they were still wary of him.
"Alright, then. I'm going to go get some rest." Gabrielle turned on her side so she could take a nap.
She wasn't sleepy at all. Gabrielle just did not want to talk to him for fear of saying the wrong things.
Despite that, she dozed off anyway. Either her exhaustion or the comfortable seat drew her to the world of sleep.
They had already landed when Lance called her. It was dark outside.
"Gabrielle… We're here. If you want to get some more rest, you can sleep at the hotel." Lance didn't expect that Gabrielle would finally fall asleep.
Initially, he knew that she wanted to sleep because she didn't want to talk to him.
She had a frown on her face as she slept. Lance was worried that she felt terrible.
When the plane landed, Lance received a call from the housekeeper. The cake had been sent to Westley. He seemed irate over Gabrielle's absence and asked where she had gone.
Lance did not utter a word about it.
Eventually, Westley would find out that Gabrielle had gone to Thailand. Lance just did not want him to find out too soon.
He should worry a little more about Gabrielle.
"Oh… We're here. Are you waiting for me?" Gabrielle sat up. She looked out the window to gaze at the sky.
It looked quite late. The plane had landed at a private airport. A bright luminescence for a number of lamps surrounded them.
Gabrielle felt like she was treading on an unfamiliar land.
"We just arrived. You were fast asleep. I didn't want to disturb your slumber. Did you sleep well?" Lance asked in a gentle voice.
"I feel great. Should we go see Bryce now?" Impatience
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