Florence halted in her steps upon hearing Gemma’s query, and she could perceive Gemma’s ashen complexion when she had looked up towards her.
Her heart was slightly jiggled from that realization, and she replied while pretending to feel embarrassed after being exposed, “There is only a small bruise on my leg, but Ernest does not allow me to walk on my own on the grounds that I’m still injured, hence he has been carrying me around wherever I go.”
Gemma was greatly astonished to hear how Ernest had treated Florence, “Has he been carrying you up and down all this while?”
Florence nodded her head in reply while stealthily observing the abrupt changes in Gemma’s expression, and she continued in a low voice soon after, “He is also the one whom has personally changed all the dressings on my wounds every day.”
She stared at Gemma and asked resignedly, “Did he take care of you in such a way when you were previously involved in that car accident as well?”
Gemma was stunned on the spot by her sudden question as a flash of disappointment swept past her eyes in an instant.
She had come very near to losing her life during that accident, but all she had gotten in return was just a little bit of concern from Ernest. He had only dropped by to pay her a visit and gave her his word that he would take care of her in the future, and that itself had sufficed as she was fully contented with his promise.
She had always thought that for someone like Ernest to promise her that he would look after her for the rest of her life was already his greatest extent of giving of himself towards a woman, and it was the maximum warmth that he could offer to a woman as well.
She had always taken pride in her special treatment and promise by him before this, and she was well-pleased with her current standing as well all this time.
However, she had lost her composure the moment her eyes were set on the treatment that Florence had been receiving from Ernest.
He did not even bother to help her up when she was unable to stand on her own due to her grave injuries back then, yet he had been carrying Florence up and down the stairs himself when she had only suffered from such a minor injury on her leg. It was as if he had treated her like a fragile porcelain doll, caring for her in such an extremely gentle manner for fear of dropping or hurting her at all.
In comparison, Gemma was worth nothing in Ernest’s heart.
Florence had been observing Gemma’s expression all along, so she was able to catch the flash of disappointment that had flickered across her eyes.
She hesitantly paused for a moment and blurted out in shock shortly after, “Was he not like this to you back then, Ms. Marlon?”
The realization had caused Florence’s memories of that time when they had gone to Collin’s to treat Gemma’s illness to be suddenly evoked, and she could still clearly recall that even though Gemma was required to strip naked for the examination, Ernest had only instructed Timothy to look after her.
Meanwhile, Ernest himself had followed Florence around during her unimportant full body checkup instead of keeping an eye on Gemma.
She had always thought that it was weird for him to act like that, but now that she had perceived Gemma’s unusual series of reactions, the thought that had materialized in her heart was on the tip of her tongue now.
Gemma snapped right back from her thoughts upon detecting the suspicion in Florence’s eyes, and she hurriedly explained in a guilt-stricken manner, “Of course Ernest had looked after me meticulously as well back then. Although he appears to be aloof and remote, he is actually really kind-hearted, and his sense of guilt is able to be roused easily. This is why he has been taking care of you in such a thoughtful and considerate manner after knowing that you are injured.”
Her tone was calm and had even exuded the feeling of magnanimity as if she was consoling Florence to not feel bad in front of her, and it had given the impression that she was speaking from the standpoint of Ernest’s girlfriend.
However, the thought of having to keep a distance from Ernest so that her intention would not be misconstrued had not occurred to Florence this time, and she was also not discomfited by Gemma as she had used to before this anymore.
Florence stared straight at Gemma and asked, “Ernest and I are both unattached, Ms. Marlon, and yet we’ve been hanging out and even staying together for such a long period of time… Won’t you get jealous at all?”
Gemma’s smile froze on her face instantly when she was being asked that harsh question.
Jealous of her? Of course, she was green with envy that Florence got to stay beside Ernest, but she did not any have right to be jealous of her to begin with as she was a no-one to him.
Gemma pretended to be selfless and great-hearted as she replied, “I’m already immensely grateful that you’re willing to act as Ernest’s fiancée, and even though him and I are actually the real couple here, you are his nominal fiancée instead. If you want to compete with me, I won’t blame you for doing so. However, you’ve decided to reconcile to our relationship and have always fulfilled us lovers’ wishes all this while, and I can’t thank you enough for that. Ernest has also let me know that you have rejected his proposal not long ago.”
Florence’s heart somersaulted in that instant as she did not expect Gemma to bring up her rejection of Ernest’s proposal which had happened quite some time ago.
Gemma’s eyes were full of tenderness and sorrow at the same time, and yet they were also filled with deep affection towards Ernest despite having to tear herself apart for giving him up.
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