Ever since they got married, Westley was always fond of saying harsh words to Gabrielle, but this time, the way he spoke to her stabbed her right through the heart. This made her speechless for several minutes.
Why would he say that she didn't treat him as her husband? He wasn't even a real husband to her; she was just trying to fill up the gap left by Nellie who was supposed to be married to him. So why should she treat him as her husband?
"Well, you were quite busy then." Besides, Gabrielle wasn't so sure that he would come to bail her out because she wasn't like a real wife to him.
"Busy? What do you mean by busy? It was late at night. What did you expect me to be busy with at that time of the night, Gabrielle?" He looked at her in disgust.
'Didn't he know what he was busy with? Do I always have to spell everything out?' she thought to herself.
"I just didn't want to cause you any inconvenience. Most importantly, you already warned me that you didn't want to see me making any trouble." She didn't want to start an endless conversation on why she did what she did so she decided to shoulder the blame.
"If you don't want to cause me any inconvenience as you say, then you should behave yourself!" he yelled at her in anger.
"I know."
Gabrielle comported herself and didn't say a word more in order not to upset him again.
"Alvin, drive us to Remy's hospital." He didn't want to talk to her as he was extremely angry with her. 'Why did she like getting into trouble?' he thought angrily.
The old injuries on her face were not fully healed and now; she had new ones. When Remy saw this, he was speechless and didn't know what to say.
"Miss Jones, I was at Vineyard Villa this morning to change the dressing for you. Can you please tell me what happened?" Remy asked Gabrielle while wearing a pair of gloves. He wanted to know how she got more injuries on her face.
Her face was red even though she wasn't choking. She had nothing to say to debunk what Remy said.
He really wanted to know what happened because not only had she failed to heal her old wounds, but she also added new ones to them.
She felt too guilty to look Remy in the face.
"If you're being bullied by your family, I can help you get the best lawyer in the city. Stop adding new injuries to the ones you already have and keep asking me to help you dress them. I'm on the verge of breaking down," Remy said jokingly.
Hearing this, Westley got very angry and spoke to him in a very cold manner. "I asked you to treat and dress her wounds. Can't you be fast about it? You're taking so much time by talking too much. Don't your patients complain about the way you talk?"
"Actually, my patients are very kind, and they adore me very much. So tell me, what happened to your wife's face? If you were not the one who did this to her, then who did? Or did she go out in the middle of the night to fight again?" Remy asked as he looked at Westley.
"Answer the question yourself, Gabrielle," Westley said to her with a sneer on his face.
She felt so ashamed of herself that she wished the ground would just open up and swallow her.
This was not the first time she fought with people. She knew that if Remy knew this, he would see her as a little hoodlum who liked to fight.
She felt very ashamed.
"Gabrielle, did you fight with people again?" Seeing the redness of Gabrielle's face, Remy knew that he had guessed correctly.
"Ha-ha, it seems that this wife of yours is just a naughty girl who likes fighting so much. You should be more careful, Westley," Remy told him without mincing words.
'What did he mean by saying that Westley should be more careful? Was he trying to say that I am a bad wife?' she thought angrily.
"Why should I be the one to be more careful? If anyone has to be careful, then it should be her. If she keeps fighting with people without thinking about herself, I really won't care if she dies in the process of being beaten up again," he said in annoyance.
Remy smiled a bit. "Gabrielle will feel very bad with the way you're talking. When I went to Vineyard Villa this morning, she ran out with so much joy. But when she saw me, her countenance fell. It seemed like I was not the person she was expecting to see which made her very disap
pointed."
"Remy!" What he said made her very uneasy.
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