Chapter 743 If One Wouldn't Do It, Make It Two
Gabrielle quickly took off his clothes before Westley could protest, only to see a shocking wound on his back
The bruise had already tumed into a frightening shade of purple and the sight of it instantly made Gabrielle's eyes red. It looked
so distinct and was as wide as her palm. No wonder he didn't want her to see it. He must have been worried about her reacting
like this.
"Does it hurt very much?" Controlling her impulse to sob out of heartache, Gabrielle carefully touched the place. The damage
caused by the impact seemed to be more enormous than she had thought. If it weren't for the fact that Westley covered her body
with his, the bruise would end up in her body, which might lead to a few of the broken bones.
"I don't feel any pain, Gabrielle. I really am fine. You don't have to worry about me. There is no broken skin, no broken bone, nor
any bleeding. Besides, I have applied medicine. Rest assured." Westley coaxed Gabrielle in a gentle voice, trying to soothe her.
"How can you still say that when the bruise is this serious? Look at it, it's a mess. Are you going to tell me only when you are
extremely injured?" Gabrielle couldn't help yelling at him in worry and frustration. Even though she didn't want to make him
feel worse, her heart ached terribly
“Gabrielle, don't worry. Like I said, my waist is totally fine. It won't affect our sexual life," Westley joked as he spoke a few
frivolous words to lighten the mood. He wanted to relieve Gabrielle's stress as it was obvious that her nerves were tensed at the
moment.
However, Gabrielle wasn't in the mood to react to his joke. How could he still joke around in this kind of situation? Did their
sexual life matter right now? This was ridiculous.
"Westley, can you be more serious?" Gabrielle glared at him and scolded him angrily. She was not a person who liked to yell at
others, however, Westley was making her restless.
"Okay, okay, I won't talk any more nonsense. So, don't be mad. It's bad for your health." Westley didn't dare to piss Gabrielle off
as he knew her personality quite well. She was a tolerant person, but if it concemed with serious things like this, she could get
mad very easily. .
Usually, it was okay to tease her, but if it became too much, she would really get annoyed. Once she lost her temper, it would be
difficult to coax her.
“You know it's bad for health, yet you still try to upset me. Lie down and rest quickly." With her eyebrows scrunched together,
Gabrielle pulled off his clothes and told him to get some rest in an irritated tone.
“Gabrielle, the bruise is on my back. I can't lie down," Westley complained while gazing at her, looking deliberately so aggrieved.
Gabrielle's mouth twitched as she tried her best not to smile. Amusedly, she took his hand and instructed him to sit on the sofa.
"Westley, we've made a deal. We won't hide anything from each other. You are seriously injured, and yet you lied to me about it,
saying you are fine. No matter what it is, you've got to be honest with me, especially when it comes to your well-being. Only then,
I can be relieved,” Gabrielle uttered while looking at him seriously.
"Gabrielle, I know what you mean just didn't want you to know because I'm afraid that you would worry about me. It doesn't
matter at all. After all, it'll heal within two days or so," Westley countered genuinely, holding her hand reassuringly.
“What do you mean by saying that it doesn't matter at all? Are you a doctor? You can't just make up the decision all by yourself
when such a thing has happened to you. We are a couple, so stop hiding things like that from me next time." Gabrielle demanded,
exuding a tinge of threatening in her tone.
Who wouldn't go crazy at the sight of that kind of wound on the back of their significant other?
“Alright, alright, don't get angry. I heard that women age faster if they get angry all the time." Westley lightly poked her nose with
his finger as he teased her.
It could be said that he had made things worse by saying that. He really didn't know about the attitude of women. Yet that was
the man regarded as an idol by most of the women in Antawood. If they had heard how blunt and awkward the way he expressed
love for his wife, they wouldn't know if they should laugh or cry bitterly.
"I don't want to be angry with you either. But is it your way of coaxing your wife?" Gabrielle gave him a look which was exuding
full amount of complaints.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry. I was wrong. Come here.” Westley pulled her into his arms and kissed her on the cheek.
This man was used to apologizing to her with his actions instead of words.
If one kiss couldn't solve the problem, then he would made it two.
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