It was still very early in the morning. Although the birds chirped noisily, the atmosphere was quite calm. Gabrielle, still in bed, opened her eyes and looked out of the window. She wasn't feeling sleepy, so she stood up immediately. She slid her nightgown on her body, opened the door, and walked out to the balcony. The air outside was quite cold and chilly which made her hold the collar of her nightgown tightly. As a result of the chilly air, goose bumps immediately appeared on her arms. She walked close to the railing, looked down, and saw Westley standing in the garden.
He was still wearing the same clothes he wore last night. 'He must have been awake all through the night, ' she thought to herself.
He looked tall and well built in the white and black pants he wore, which made him look handsome. Although she could only see his back and head from the angle where she stood, she was already attracted by him. Merely seeing his back was so captivating that it could charm anybody.
With one hand in his pocket and the other holding a glass of water, he stared absent-mindedly. He was so lost in thought, looking at the sky, that he didn't know she was staring at him.
Though she only saw him from the back, she could easily tell that he was very tired.
'I'm very sure he didn't sleep a wink last night and so he must be very tired, ' she reasoned.
Just then, a rush of cold wind blew and she couldn't help but sneeze.
"Ah-choom!"
Before she could cover her mouth, it was already too late. He swung around and looked at her. He frowned when he saw her leaning on the railing of the balcony in only her nightwear.
"Am I so handsome that you can't resist staring at me this early morning?" he teased her.
Who was staring? Even though it was obvious that she was staring at him, she wouldn't admit it to him.
"I'm not staring at you. You're the one who is standing in front of my balcony," she said intentionally, but she soon regretted her words immediately after she said them. How could she have forgotten whom she was talking to? How could she have spoken to him in such kind of tone?
"Gabrielle, you have got some nerves, haven't you?" he said as he peered at her closely.
It was until that moment that she found out that he did look charming when he looked up. She couldn't help but be captivated by his charming face. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't know that she was staring at him so much.
"Did you sleep at all last night?" she asked him with all seriousness.
"That's none of your business. I already told you to stop meddling in my affairs."
He gave her a cold glance, turned around, and went inside the house.
'I've never seen a man so arrogant!' she said to herself.
She wanted to tell him how proud and arrogant he was but decided against it.
After some time, she freshened up and went downstairs.
She scanned the living room for any trace of her husband but didn't see him. Only Neil and the other servants were there.
"Good morning, Neil," she said as she walked towards him. "Hope you had a sound rest."
"Good morning, Miss Jones. Yes, I did. You're up so early today. The breakfast will be ready very soon."
"There's no problem, I don't have any issue with that. Where is Westley? I saw him come in just now while I was still upstairs," she asked inquisitively.
"He has gone back to his study. Do you have anything in mind to tell him, Miss Jones?" he asked as he looked at her.
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