Westley found the Chinese restaurant together with Gabrielle. He asked for a private parlor so they could eat in peace.
An array of dishes laid before her eyes. Each and every one of the plates looked sumptuous. She couldn't help herself from picking up her chopsticks and start indulging.
"Chinese food really is the best. This is great!" Gabrielle was obviously enjoying the food.
In consideration to Gabrielle's wounds, Westley didn't order anything too spicy. He asked the chefs to put the spice level on a minimum. Despite that, her mood was still outstanding.
The dishes here were incomparable to the ones they had at the villa.
"Take it easy, Gabrielle. No one's going to take the food away." With a tissue, Westley gently wiped the sweat off of her nose. Her satisfaction was apparent with her actions.
"The food isn't very authentic but it tastes amazing. Don't worry about me. You should eat as well," Gabrielle urged.
"I'm glad you're enjoying it. Have some more." Westley put more food on her plate.
After lunch, Gabrielle walked out of the restaurant donning a big smile.
"Westley, I'm so happy. Let's go shopping and pick up some gifts for grandma. Let's visit the temple after. I've already checked. The nearest one is an hour away so we'd better hurry." Gabrielle grabbed his hand and was about to sprint. She was terrified that they were wasting time.
"A gift for grandma?" Westley asked.
Westley did not expect her to buy a present for their grandmother. They had been in Thailand for over half a month and all he thought about was her well-being. He barely had time to care about other things.
"Yeah. After all, we've been away for quite some time now. Grandma must be worried. Let's get her a gift. We should tell her that we're having a great time here and that there's nothing to worry about," Gabrielle said.
Westley felt just how loving Gabrielle was. She had always been prim and proper. Her thoughtfulness was out of this world as well. He never doubted her intentions.
Gabrielle's consideration for other people was unparalleled. She would always put friends and family first. She always looked after them and carefully thought about what they needed. It was something Westley never even thought of.
"That's a great idea. I agree. Speaking of which, how did you come up with that idea?" Westley held her hand as they strolled down the street. They scrutinized the nice stores in the area.
"I didn't think about it until Wilson arrived. When Austin called, I figured I could ask him to send the gift to the Morris family and maybe have a little chat with grandma after. That way, she wouldn't be so worried about us. What do you say?" Gabrielle looked at Westley. A curious look adorned her beautiful face.
It wasn't until then that Westley realized something. "Is this what you and Austin were talking about?"
"Yeah. What else do you think we were talking about? Austin and I are just friends. He looked after me before. Besides, he's your cousin. We're family, nothing more. You always seem to have your doubts on me." Gabrielle pouted. She was clearly dissatisfied with what Westley was insinuating.
She had always been supportive of her husband and had clearly drawn a line between herself and other men.
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