Any woman would certainly be pleased when they hear their husband getting praised. Gabrielle was happier than anyone else after hearing Rose said that Westley was a good husband.
So when she came out of Rose's room, the smile on her face never left.
"A nice talk?" Westley asked, putting his arm around her shoulder.
"Well, we had a good chat. Rose praised you for being a good husband." Gabrielle couldn't help but giggle.
"Rose sure has taste." Westley smiled.
"Where's Michelle?" Gabrielle checked the living room but didn't see Michelle. Did she go back?
"She had something to do. Her agent took her back to the hotel. It's late, we should go back as well." Westley held her shoulder and walked towards the exit.
Gabrielle suddenly remembered what Michelle said, that she felt she was being followed by someone. The thought sent an inexplicable chill down her spine.
However, she realized that she might have thought of it too much.
"Westley, is Michelle safe? Are the people around her trustworthy enough?" Gabrielle looked at him and asked seriously.
She began to feel worried about Michelle's safety. Gabrielle didn't know why, but it bugged her.
"Michelle?" Westley was a little surprised. Why was she asking about Michelle's safety out of the blue?
"Gabrielle, did Michelle say something to you?" Westley asked, squeezing her hand.
Gabrielle wanted to tell him about it, but she chose not to mention it anymore.
"Nothing. I just feel like they need to guard her more since Michelle is a big star. I'm worried about her safety here." Gabrielle had a serious look on her face.
"You worrywart. It's going to be okay, nothing bad will happen. She has the best team behind her. Let me carry you back." Westley squatted down in front of her.
Gabrielle smiled and jumped on his back right after. "Then please carry me back, Mr. Morris."
The next morning, Gabrielle received a message from Melissa, informing her of the hotel's name and time for the exhibition.
It was the direct address of the jewelry exhibition. In the text, Melissa was asking if she should send someone to pick Gabrielle up.
"Westley, Ms. Glyn sent me the address of the jewelry exhibition. Do you know this hotel?" Gabrielle lay on Westley's chest.
Westley took the phone and checked. He knew this hotel. It was the Royal Hotel located in the suburb of Bangkok. The hotel was very luxurious and secure. The organizers did a good job of picking this place for the jewelry exhibition.
"It's a good thing I know. I'll drive you there tomorrow." Westley saw that the exhibition wouldn't start until the afternoon, so he had time to send Gabrielle there.
"That's great. I'll tell Ms. Glyn not to send a car to pick me up anymore." Gabrielle was worried and shy to ask Westley directly. She thought it might not be convenient for him to drive.
She was very glad Westley offered to take her there.
If she asked some strangers to pick her up, she might as well just ask Westley to drive her there. If they would go together, it would make Gabrielle feel at ease.
"I see you're very happy. Okay then, I'll wait up for you until the event ends." Westley gave Gabrielle a comforting rub on the head.
Hearing this, Gabrielle blushed and laughed. "My husband is truly the best."
"I was complimented yesterday. Rose said you have a good husband, so of course, I should live up to the expectations." Westley smiled.
"Well, it's time to get up and prepare for breakfast. I'm a little hungry." Gabrielle rubbed her flat tummy.
"Sure. I'm hungry too." Westley put his big hands on her.
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