Remy was in the living room and reading a book. He heard a car pull up in the driveway. He put down his book when he saw Westley and Gabrielle enter the room. He looked at them questioningly.
"I thought you would set out for the villa at five o'clock in the afternoon. It's already nine," he said, glancing at the wall clock. "It's only a two-hour drive. What took you so long to get here?" asked Remy in a worried tone, belying the unpleasant way he had welcomed them.
"Something urgent turned up and we needed to deal with it. And so, we were delayed in getting back here," explained Westley nonchalantly. He then took Gabrielle's hand and they went to the kitchen.
"Dinner was hours ago. The food has gone cold. Just heat it up. Has something gone wrong?" Remy asked worriedly.
Something serious must have happened. Otherwise, Westley and Gabrielle would not delay that long. But Westley was a capable man, he would have solved any problem.
As a businessman, Westley had a reputation for getting whatever he wanted because he was ruthless and scheming. He had proven this time and again. So even in Bangkok, nothing could happen to him.
"I can heat up the food. Have you eaten?" Westley asked Remy.
"Yes, I already had dinner," answered Remy. "I'm just waiting for you two. Now, I am relieved that you've both returned." He felt anxious waiting for them in the past hours. He knew that they would return but it took them longer than the estimated time of arrival.
So seeing them here, looking okay, he let out a sigh of relief.
"I'll warm up the food. Gabrielle, why don't you rest a while?" Westley said as he pointed to a chair at the table.
Gabrielle reached for the pitcher on the table and poured a glass of water for herself. She slowly drank up the water, delighted at its refreshing coolness. When she was done, she walked up to Remy.
"How is Rose?" asked Gabrielle. She hadn't had the time to see Rose.
Remy assured her that Rose was doing okay. "But what about the two of you? Had something happened to you? Your body smells like blood." Being a doctor, Remy was sensitive to the smell of blood.
He could tell that coppery scent on Gabrielle. He had to ask her about it.
Gabrielle's eyes automatically turned to a dark spot on her shirt. Victor had leaned on her shoulder so he could have stained her with blood. She couldn't smell it but Remy could tell.
Was it because he was a doctor that he had this heightened sense of smell?
It was unbelievable that even the faint metallic smell of blood could seize his attention.
"Don't worry. It's nothing serious. We met an injured man who was being taken away by the people of the Campbell Family. Westley and I are fine. We're not hurt," Gabrielle explained, seeing that Remy was worrying a bit too much.
"Then I'm glad that you are both okay," Remy said, his face relaxing again. "Gabrielle, why don't you go to your room and freshen up before dinner?" Remy reminded her, smiling at her.
She nodded at him and went upstairs to do his bidding.
She took a shower and changed into clean clothes. Downstairs, Westley had heated up their food and was already setting the table.
"Gabrielle," said Westley, waving at her when he saw her enter the dining room. "Let's have our dinner."
"Oh, good! I'm so hungry," said Gabrielle as she sat down. The food looked so appetizing.
"Now, be careful. The food is steaming hot," Westley cautioned Gabrielle.
"Okay."
"We'll visit Rose after we had our dinner. I have this amulet and I want to put it on her. The amulet gives the wearer protection against evil, danger, or disease. Who knows? Wearing it, she might wake up sooner than we expected. What do you think?" Gabrielle looked at Westley with resoluteness and calm.
"If you're not yet tired, yes, we'll go and see Rose." Westley gave her a worried look.
"Well … I'm not," Gabrielle said as she turned her head to look out the window. "It's a good thing it isn't raining." It had not rained for some time. The night was beautiful. A silver moon hanged in the sky, illuminating the yard. The silvery lig
ht created pearly water ripples on the swimming pool.
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