Chapter 353 Iâd Like To Believe You When Gabrielle came back, she saw Westley sitting in the car with a goofy grin on his face. She couldnât help but wonder what happened to him while she was out buying gifts. She slowly made her way towards the passenger side.
âWestley, Iâm back.â Gabrielle crouched down by the window to peer at him.
âWhat did you buy?â Westley craned his neck to see what she was carrying in her hand.
The gift box wasnât very big. Westley assumed she didnât think too much about what to give Micheal. She probably just grabbed whatever she saw first.
Relief flooded his veins. He felt better seeing that Gabrielle didnât exert too much effort in finding the perfect gift.
*Take a quess.â Gabrielle opened the door and sat down. She turned towards him with a smile. She teased the box in front of him to make him guess what was inside.
âItâs not something too precious, right? That was the only thing Westley was concerned about. He didnât care what it was as long as it didnât mean that much to her.
âWho cares what she bought?â
âCome on, just guess.â He was clearly uninterested, which was a huge buzzkill for Gabrielle. He could have just played along.
After all, she spent half an hour choosing the item. She was a little tired, and she just wanted to have some fun with a guessing game.
But Westley was blase about it. Gabrielle lost her earlier enthusiasm and just put the box inside her bag.
âDo you really want me to guess?â Westley heaved a sigh. He started the car and began driving He knew where Michealâs villa was. Westley made it a point to know everything about a potential rival. Finding out the other guyâs address was SVETUN ITU basic, Westley found out the location in less than five minutes, and he already memorized all the streets leading there âItâs just a little game, Westley something for fun. If you really donât want to guess, then forget it.â Gabrielle turned to look out the window and leaned her head on the plass. Westley couldnât even humor her, âPen? Westley said, his eyes still on the road Gabrielle gasped. She looked at him as though he just sprouted three heads. She slapped her knee lightly and giggled. âWestley, how did you guess? Is it that obvious?
It was unbelievable.
Westley grinned smugly. It was too simple for him. He saw the brand logo on the bay, and he was familiar with it. That was why he instantly knew what item she picked.
It wasnât the best birthday gift, obviously. But it wasnât that bad either. Overall, it was generic and impersonal.
All of which pleased Westley. He initially feared that she would put a lot of thought into the gift, which only made him jealous. Now that he realized she bought something she would probably gift to her boss, Westley felt ridiculous.
âItâs nothing. I got lucky. I guess.â
Westleyâs tone and facial expressioni didnât give away his white lie. He focused un driving, but he was well aware of Gabrielle being in awe of his guessing prowess.
Gabrielle reacted as though she just witnessed something magical and supernatural, so she eagerly showed her gift to him.
The brand was well-known for selling pens that cost tens of thousands of dollars. It wasnât something people used for daily writing, but it was what CEOS used to sign important documents.
Westley owned something similar and from the same brand, but his was from the top series.
Westleyâs pen was more expensive and more exclusive than this one.
âI wanted to buy a black pen, but it was out of stock. The only one left was a Hilver gray pen. Itâs still beautiful. anyway. What do you think?â Gabrielle moved it closer to his Geld of visjon 50 he didnât have to turn his head, Westley didnât even spare it a glance. It was impersonal and generic. yes, but it was still her gift to another man. Westley wasnât about to gush how good it was.
âNot bad. Just put it back in the box;â Westley said in a perfunctory tone. He noticed he was gripping the steering wheel so tightly, so he loosened his hands.
Gabrielle sensed a trace of jealousy from hirni. She quickly put the per back inside but lifted the corriers of her lips.
âWestley, are you unhappy again? You look grumpy.â Gabrielle leaned her shoulder on the seat so her body was facing Westley.
âItâs not a gift for me. Why should that make me happy?â Westleyâs tone was cold and curt. He clenched his jaw because it annoyed him.
There was no reason for him to be happy. The gift was not for him, and they were headed to the villa of someone he didnât even like âHey, listen. Iâll give you a gift too next time. Okay?â Gabrielle straightened the box to make sure it looked presentable.
âOkay.â Westley agreed.
He liked the tie she picked for himn last time. In fact, he liked everything she gave hirr, It didnât matter if he already had the same stuff; as long as it was from her, he cherished it.
As someone who could afford everything, he reacted differently when it came to the woman he loved.
If other people gave him luxury items and Gabrielle gave him something inexpensive, he would choose hers every single time Gabrielle smiled brightly at him. Although there was no change in his facial expression, his tone softened.
âWestley, you like my gift for you, donât you?â Gabrielle had a hopeful look on her face.
She actually wanted to ask him for so lang, but she didnât have the nerve to do 10. However, she saw him wear it veral tincs. He sermed to like it, so she opted not to ask anything. Actions spoke louder than words.
Westley didnât respond to her teasing. but deep down inside, he wanted to chuckle at how pleased she was at herself.
Gabrielle sensed that Westley didnât want to talk anymore. So she just sat with her gift on her lap and stared at the changing scenery outside.
âWestley, do you know where Micheal lives?â Gabrielleâs curiosity was piqued.
She realized she didnât give Westley the address, and yet, he drove all the way here without checking for directions even once.
âYes. I know everything that I want to know.â There was no reason to deny it. Gabrielle knew how Westley was.
As one of the most powerful and influential figures in Antawood, Westley knew all that he needed to know. It was also relatively easy for him to find things out.
Of course. Gabrielle knew what Westley was capable of. She witnessed it firsthand For Westley, who could obtain confidential information in a matter of minutes, the only things he didnât know were those he had no wishi of knowing useless facts that didnât affect him.
âOkay, so you know where he lives. Iâmn still worried, though, that youâre driving the wrong way.â Gabrielle smiled. She enjoyed teasing him sometimes.
âThatâs lesson number one for you, Gabrielle. Donât hide things from me because I always find them out. If I catch you concealing anything at all, Iâll make you suffer.â Westley was looking at the road ahead, but the energy in the car suddenly shifted a Gabrielle didnât expect him to say something like that out of nowhere. With her brows furrowed in confusion, she confronted him.
âWestley, are you okay?â Gabrielle asked him uneasily. She shifted in her Seat because something just soured his mood.
There was no trace of humor on his face.
He wasnât joking about what he said. He wanted it to fully sink in Westley wasnât a man who made Empty threats. He always followed through if he said he would do sorrething âGabrielle, I meant what I said I hate being lied to or cheated on, so donât try to hide anything from me.â His Adamâs apple bobbed up and down as he clenched his jaw.
By now, Gabrielle understood the gravity of Westleyâs words. He didnât make jokes in serious situations. Thus, she believed everything he said.
âI donât intend to hide anything from you. You must know that. Youâre thinking too much.â Gabrielle sighed audibly and ran her fingers through her hair.
Westley visibly relaxed, and the tension between them eased a little.
*That better be the case. Westley drummed his fingers as he let Gabrielle process everything he said.
must have been difficult for him. There had been so much mistrust the beginning of their relationship. but now he was trying It was a huge step for him, and Gabrielle didnât want him to feel like she didnât appreciate it.
âMe too.â Gabrielle said as she stared at his wide profile