It was almost ten in the morning. The sun was blazing outside the window.
"Gabrielle, don't be afraid. I'm right here. I'm with you." Westley pulled her into his arms and gently kissed her forehead, waiting for her to wake up.
"No. Don't... Westley, you can't... " Gabrielle woke up with tears rolling down her cheeks.
Her eyes slowly fluttered open, and she saw the blurry image of Westley looking at her. She blinked and looked at him again.
"Westley, you're fine!" Gabrielle examined his face in surprise as the images of the horrific nightmare continued to haunt her.
"Gabrielle, I'm fine. It's just a nightmare. I'm fine now. We're all fine. What did you dream about?" Westley comforted her, rocking her in his arms.
"Someone was chasing us, and you fell in front of me with blood all over your body. I tried saving you but couldn't. I..."
"All right. Don't be afraid. They usually say that if you imagine someone dying in your dreams, they will end up living a long, healthy life. We'll be fine. Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Westley coaxed her.
"No, I want to get up. I'm starving. Besides, I have to meet Ms. Glyn this afternoon. It's better to prepare in advance," Gabrielle said, shaking her head intently.
"You are right. You fell asleep last night without having dinner. You better get up and eat something." Westley got up and pulled her up from the bed.
"How dare you say that? Who... Are you okay?" Gabrielle rolled up his pants and checked his left shin as she remembered something.
She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw the wound was neatly bandaged.
There were bloodstains all over the bedsheet yesterday. She had been scared witless.
Gabrielle had never been aggressive and courageous before. Now, with Westley's influence, she felt she had turned into a devil and had gone to the extent of harming someone.
"Don't worry. Remy has already cleaned the wound and applied medicine." Westley smiled.
Gabrielle could picture Remy's reaction when he saw the wound. Her face burned with embarrassment.
"Westley, did Remy say anything?" Gabrielle asked, squirming with unease.
"Don't worry. He didn't say anything. Wash your face and get ready." Westley directly carried her to the bathroom.
When the two of them went downstairs, Remy wasn't around, and Jenna had already prepared breakfast.
"Sir, madam, breakfast is ready. Please sit down. Let me serve you." Jenna greeted them with a smile.
"Jenna, where is Remy?" Gabrielle asked, cocking her head to the side.
"He went to see Rose," she answered.
"Oh, I see." Gabrielle took Westley's hand and sat down to eat with him.
When they finished eating, Remy returned home, looking relaxed.
"Remy, how is Rose?"
"She is better than I expected. Maybe it's because she works out regularly and maintains a healthy lifestyle. I'm guessing she will recover in a day or two. But Doctor Maniac needs a few more days to recuperate," Remy explained, blowing out a loud breath.
"Oh, thank God!" Gabrielle felt much better to hear that.
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