Chapter 26 âLooks like the sleeping beauty finally woke up.â Gabriel commented upon seeing me as I descended, still mesmerised by the hundreds of lilies around me, âHow long have you been waiting for?â I asked in nothing more than a mumble, eyes still looking around. This was something right out of a fairytale.
It did feel a lot like I was still dreaming.
âSomething a little over an hour,â he replied, not taking his eyes off me.
âAll of this... Finally taking my eyes of the flowers when I reached the table, I looked at him. âYou did this âWho else, freckles?â There was a feeble smile playing on his lips âWell, I paid for it. Itâs the workers who did it, but eh.â
âGabriel... this is.... you didnât have to... L... I fumbled, unable to find the right words.
âI believe your note clearly said you arenât as low maintenance as fiveâ roses. They were fifteen, by the way. And I had no idea you didnât like roses. He cleared his throat. âThis high maintenance enough for you?â
My smile reached my ears as I took my seat on the table next to it. âMore than enough.â
âGood. Consider this my thanks for meeting me halfway.â His smile was nowhere near as big as mine, but it was something It was genuine. âAnd, I have taken the day off work.â
âTo spend it with me?â My eyes widened.
âYes, well, I figured Iâd make it up to you for bailing on you the last time I promised to get to know you.â
1 knit my eyebrows in confusion.
âAt your grandfatherâs, you know? Last weekend.â
âAh.â I clicked my tongue, âWhen you got jealous of Sarm and ran from there. And then hid yourself in work for the rest o the week.
He frowned. âI donât get jealous.â
âTotally jealous,â I teased and he shook his head at me while I poured myself juice and then breakfast.
I was just teasing him. I donât think he was jealous of my history with Sam, but I think a part of me liked the thought of him caring enough to be jealous.
âGabriel?â I called him softly after a few minutes of silence between us, âWhat will happen to all these lilies.â
âWell, I asked the gardener to do some gardening voo-doo to make sure they last a little longer.
I laughed. âGardening voo-doo? You mean he used some preservatives?â
âWhatever that is.â He rolled his eyes, âBut when they do start wiling and you get bored of them and think lilies are no longer your favourite, I will call the cleaners to clean them up.â
My eyes widen slightly. âYou will simply throw them away?â
âUnless you want to dry press those flowers and make those lame paintings..â He paused, âYeah, I was planning to throw them.
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âNo, Gabriel, I donât want to make those âlameâ paintings. And theyâre not lame by the way, I contemplated the urge to roll my eyes at him, âI was thinking make we could donate them to a hospital. I saw a childrenâs hospital a few streets away when I was getting back from work last week.â
Gabriel stopped eating, looking surprised. âYeah, sure, we can do that.â
âCan we visit too?â I asked while pouring a little too much maple syrup on the pancakes I was eating, and when he didnât respond for too long. I had to leave them and look at him to give him my puppy eyes.
Gabriel raised an eyebrow. âI took the day off work to get to know you, and you want to spend it by going to a hospital?â
I pouted. âYou said you just wanted to know more about me and my life before you. You can do that anywhereâ
âOkay.â He shrugged, âWhatever you want then.â
I smiled in satisfaction, digging into my breakfast and more than once, I saw him stealing glances of me which I pretended to ignore, knowing I wouldâve be able to for much longer if kept making gestures that made me weak on my knees.
âFavourite musician?â
âTravis,â
âScott?â I asked.
Gabriel gave me a weird look. âThe rock band;
âSo you like early 2000s music?â
âI like rock. What about you?â
âI like slow music.â I smiled cheekily, âAnd hip-hopâ
âShocker,â He teased.
I shrugged it off. âFavourite movie?â
âAnything that contains horror.â He replied, keeping his eyes on the road as we drove towards the hospital. âAnd Iâm not. saying basic horror. I mean, the scary stuff. With gore.â
âEw.â I scrunched my nose. âThat somehow brings you comfort?â
âIt does.â He replied, âLet me guess. Yours is something basic. The notebook?â
âMean girls.â 1 mumbled under my breath with a small pout.
Gabriel laughed.
âAt least I amuse you.â
âOh Freckles, you have no idea how muchâ
I frowned, moving on. âWhat did you want to be as a kid?â
âAstronaut. You?â
âMe too!â I slapped his forearm playfully. âI remember thinking Iâm going to fly all the way up and get a few stars down in a jar to keep at my nightstand.â
Chapter 26 âD*mn. You went from loving astronomy- the most fascinating subject to probably exist, to choosing mathematics. What happened?â
âLife.â I laughed. It was true though. Gabriel shook his head as silence spread upon us. âYou know,â 1 added after a brief pause.
âThe person you are right now is so different from the man I had marriedâ
âThe man you married thought you married for money. He answered without reluctance.
I kinda did. I pointed out.
âFor your grandfather,â he corrected me. The man you married didnât know you worked two jobs before even though my grandparents already placed the offer to you, and the only reason you accepted was because Jim had to get out of retirement and take a job to support his treatment.â
I wanted to smile at him. I controlled myself.â âWhy did you agree to marry me?
âMy grandfather conditioned me inheriting the Whitlock company to marrying a girl of his choice, which happened to be you That was... new information. âWhen do you inherit the company âSix months after the marriage: Gabriel focused straight on the road, his voice monotonous, Six months after our marriage. When the divorce was set.
Suddenly, I didnât feel like smiling anymore.