Holly had always thought of Gabrielle as a scheming woman, who was good at disguising herself. If she wanted to,
she could think of underhanded plans to get her way. She could even confuse a person that he or she would find it
hard to distinguish black from white. This would have to change.
Today, she would expose this woman's true colors so Westley would know what she was really like.
“Are you saying that it's not true? So what's the truth then?" asked Westley as he gathered Gabrielle in his arms.
His eyes were deep and cold, with a hint of ruthless warning falling on Holly. .
Holly got startled that she even had no courage to look into his eyes.
“Westley, I was... I'm just not feeling so good. My vision is a bit blurry and I didn't see the stone under my feet. Of
course, it's not the fault of Miss Jones,” Holly explained.
In spite of her plan to expose Gabrielle, she couldn't tell Westley what actually happened.
Holly had learned two things that day. Firstly, it was important to take things one step at a time. Secondly and more
importantly, she had to think things more carefully before taking any actions. So she was in no hurry. Knowing what
kind of person Gabrielle was, she had to be more prudent in handling these matters.
"Is that true?" said Westley, his expression had now softened.
Holly could tell that Westley had become calm. She knew it was because Gabrielle was already in his arms.
That was how important Gabrielle was to him.
Holly knew that it was unwise to speak ill of her in front of Westley. She didn't want to risk his wrath.
“Westley...it's just... Well, I don't feel good right now..."
Westley called Alexis and told him, "Come here and help Holly. I'll take care of Gabrielle. She must have been exhausted so I'll carry her down."
If Alexis had a choice, he wouldn't lift a finger to help Holly. But it was Westley who asked him, so he had to obey his bidding without question.
Holly, on the other hand, wouldn't want to be assisted by Alexis. She didn’t even want him to touch her.
She and Alexis had known each other for a long time but she didn't have romantic feelings for him.
“Holly, let me help you," said Alexis nonchalantly.
“Thank you, Alexis.” Holly's attitude was not any better but she had to keep her cool.
It was obvious she was not happy about Alexis helping her.
But Alexis didn't want to say anything about it. He didn't care how Holly saw him.
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