Westley and Gabrielle were sitting at the dining table, waiting for Remy to come.
"Westley, do you think Remy is fine? He looks a little tired," Gabrielle said with uneasiness.
"It's okay. If there is something that Remy can't solve, he will definitely come to me. He hasn't come to me for the whole day, which means he has solved it by himself. Remy is a very great doctor, so don't worry too much," Westley held her hand and said softly, soothing her uneasy feeling.
At the moment, Gabrielle was well aware that she was being too sensitive and that even a little bit of abnormality could affect her mood.
"That's right. I believe in Remy's medical skills. It's just that I think too much," Gabrielle said as she made a reflection on herself.
"Have some soup first. This is ribs soup with corn. It's a little sweet. The taste should be to your liking." Noticing the trace of worries on Gabrielle's face, Westley pushed the bowl of soup in front of her.
"We'd better wait for Remy. It's impolite of me to eat first." Gabrielle straightly gave out a refusal.
Hearing this, Westley didn't try to urge Gabrielle anymore. As much as he wanted to make her feel better, he knew that pushing her to eat would only make her feel worse. So he simply gave her space to take her own moment.
Not long after, Remy came over and sat down with a very calm expression. Seeing the sight of the untouched soup on the table, Remy said, "Why don't you eat first? You don't have to wait for me."
"Remy, we don't mind waiting for a few minutes. It's best to eat together," Gabrielle replied as she quickly filled a bowl of soup for Remy.
"Remy, have some soup. The dinner today was cooked by Westley alone." Gabrielle gave credit to her husband with a proud expression on her face.
"Westley is really good at cooking. Thanks to you, Gabrielle, I have a chance to eat the food cooked by him. Otherwise, I won't get a chance like this." What Remy said was not a lie.
Although Westley's cooking skills were recognized as very good, he rarely cooked in front of them. After all, whether he cooked or not depended purely on his mood, which meant that if he wasn't in the mood, he would not do anything.
"Remy, then you must eat more today. By the way, have you arranged everything well for Nellie?" Gabrielle asked her point directly, not wasting any time. After all, she had been waiting for this chance to question Remy personally.
"I've arranged everything for her well. You don't need to worry about it. The accident that happened before will not happen again." Remy gave Gabrielle a firm answer because he went to confirm on purpose today.
"The accompanying doctor and nurses are good people, right?" Gabrielle continued to ask out her worries.
"They are good. No problem with any of them." Remy followed up with a second confirmation.
"Well, then I'm relieved." Remy's words of confirmation washed away Gabrielle's concerns, making her dangling heart feel relieved.
The reason she was so concerned wasn't necessarily because she had feelings for Nellie. But it was because the baby in Nellie's belly was so important to them that they had to help her keep the baby safe.
"Let's eat." Westley had nothing to bring up about this matter. After all, with the arrangement of the Campbell Family's men, there would be no more problems.
"We'll go back tomorrow. Will you come back to Bangkok?" Remy asked Westley.
"I'm not sure about it yet. I'll come back if necessary." Westley flatly gave out a response.
He was not sure what would happen in the future or even what would happen tomorrow.
"Remy, please eat more. Thank you for your hard work these days," Gabrielle said as she hurriedly urged him to pick up some food.
When the three of them finished the dinner, they went back to their rooms. Gabrielle deliberately went to take
a bath so that she could relax and sleep well tonight. Otherwise, she was really afraid that she would be too excited to fall asleep tonight.
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