After dinner, they went to see Rose together. She had been a little out of sorts when they had last met, but she looked much better now. She looked more conscious of her surroundings, too.
"Hello, Rose. We've come to see you. How are you feeling?" Gabrielle was rather chipper as she watched the other woman sitting up in bed and leaning against the headboard.
They had hired a female nurse to especially look after Rose when she had first woken up.
The nurse now tucked her patient under the covers before excusing herself.
"Much better. Thank you, Gabrielle." Rose had a lot more she wanted to say, but for now, she could only express her gratitude.
However, these two simple words could also express the sense of gratitude of Rose.
"Well, it's great now that you've woken up. I was so worried... But let's not talk about that anymore. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Gabrielle went over and took Rose's hand.
Rose had risked her life for her. It was a kindness she would remember for the rest of her life.
"No, I'm fine. Doctor Maniac has already popped in to give me a check-up, and he said I'm recovering well. If it wasn't for the amulet you gave me, I might not have been able to wake up at all." Rose craned her neck then, and fixed her gaze on the tall man who had accompanied Gabrielle. "Thank you for saving my life, Mr. Morris."
Doctor Maniac had briefed her of all that had transpired. In the end, it was Gabrielle's husband who had saved them. Thankfully, this area was part of the Campbell Family's turf, so it was safe for them to live.
The only thing that had taken her aback after all of this, was the fact that Gabrielle was actually married. Rose had initially thought that she would choose between Lance and Bryce when it came to picking out a boyfriend. After all, these two were excellent men and made for the most eligible candidates.
But now that Rose had met Westley in the flesh and seen his aloof and godly face, she had to admit that Gabrielle had indeed been right in choosing him. He was exceedingly better than Lance or Bryce, or anyone else she could think of.
Any woman in her right mind would have done the same.
Moreover, in spite of his coldness on the surface, his eyes softened and became tender whenever he looked at Gabrielle.
A man could wear a ruthless facade, but he could never mask the love in his eyes.
"Rose, don't say that. I didn't do anything." Gabrielle was embarrassed. Rose had almost died for her sake, yet all she could give her was an amulet.
"Please, Miss Rose," Westley said coolly. "You were hurt because of Gabrielle. It is only right that we take care of you until you are fully recovered. There's no need for you to feel indebted to us."
His tone was businesslike. After all, Rose was technically a stranger to him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Morris, but may I have a word with Gabrielle alone?" Rose asked respectfully.
"Of course. We'll be right outside. Just holler if you need anything." Westley reached out to and squeezed Gabrielle's shoulder before pressing a kiss on her forehead. And then he turned around to leave.
Michelle leaned to the side. "Hello, Rose, it's nice to meet you. My name is Michelle, and Gabrielle is my cousin-in-law. Please take your time. I'll see you later." With that, she hurried out of the room as well.
The two women waited for the door to close before either of them spoke.
"Are you truly feeling better?" Gabrielle asked.
"Of course," Rose reassured her. "It's nothing serious, really."
In fact, only she knew what exactly about her own conditions.
"Doctor Maniac told me about what happened to the two of you. Why did you do that? Why did you admit that you let me go? If you just said that you had nothing to do with my escape, you wouldn't have suffered so much. You were even thrown into a wolf's den. I can't begin to imagine what could have happened if Doctor Maniac—"
"Gabrielle!" Rose interrupted.
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