Gabrielle didn't come around until 11 o'clock in the evening. When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in the hospital.
"Gabrielle! You're finally awake!" exclaimed Westley as he came out of the bathroom. He was so happy to see she had awakened.
Gabrielle had been in deep sleep for several hours, which made Westley so anxious.
Remy and the doctor assured him that Gabrielle would be okay. She would wake up in a few hours, they told him.
Still, Westley was worried.
Thank God, she finally woke up.
"Have I slept for a long time? How is Ms. Glyn?" asked Gabrielle anxiously.
Melissa should be getting better. She just underwent a blood transfusion, receiving the blood that Gabrielle had donated.
"The operation is over. Her life is no longer in danger. She will be transferred to the ward for her recuperation. The Walker family are here so they are taking care of her," Westley said, keeping her up to date with the situation.
Gabrielle knew that Melissa married into the Walker family. Hearing Westley's news had calmed her worry over Melissa.
"I'm glad that her family is here. How about the child? And Nathan?" Gabrielle was getting worried again.
She had to ask about them. She had risked her life to save the child. And Nathan had taken the bullet for her. She owed him a lot.
"They are still in a coma. Someone from the Sanderson Family has already come so you do not have to worry about Nathan. And the child … poor child! We found out that his mother brought him here to Thailand. Sadly, she died on the scene. The police had taken custody of the body. They couldn't find anything about his mother, not even her name. They think that it had just been the child and mother living together. Now, his mother is dead. Poor child, he's now an orphan." Westley knew that his wife would feel pitifully sad but he had to tell her the truth.
He found it strange that the police couldn't find any information about the child's mother. He could only think of one explanation. Someone deliberately hid her identity.
Westley didn't want Gabrielle to think too much, especially now in her condition. He would ask Slater to find anything about the child. If he couldn't despite all efforts, they would have to figure out what to do with him.
"An orphan ... she's now an orphan?" Gabrielle said softly. "The girl appears to be almost the same age as Tammy. How could God treat her like this?" She then spoke aloud as she looked at Westley. "Wait ... why are you referring to her as a 'he'?"
"Because the child is actually a boy," Westley answered. "I think his mother dressed him as a girl. Probably she wanted to conceal something, or maybe she wanted a daughter so much that she dressed her son like that. He is a beautiful little boy. No wonder you thought he is a girl," he said. He knew he had to explain as his wife had a bewildered expression on her face.
"A little boy?" Gabrielle couldn't believe it. The child's face had soft features. His long hair was tied in ponytails. And he was wearing a dress. Anyone could mistake him for a girl.
"He is a boy. We don't really know much about him. But don't worry. I'll ask Slater to investigate his background,"
Westley said, reaching out to hold Gabrielle's hands.
That was just the best that he could do at the moment. But if Slater's efforts proved futile, he
wouldn't spend any more time and resources to find out who the strange boy was.
If no one would come out as the boy's family, perhaps he could be considered an orphan. Then it would be the governor who would handle the custody issue.
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