Love After a Steamy Affair - Chapter 414 - Chapter 414: You Haven’t Been Home For A Long Time (3)
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Chapter 414: You Haven’t Been Home For A Long Time (3)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
He got up and walked towards the stairs. She followed closely behind him and the two headed up to the second floor one after another. When they reached the bedroom door, Gabriel did not stop, continuing to walk towards the study room.
Serenity grabbed his sleeve again and Gabriel stopped in his tracks. He turned around to look at her expressionlessly.
“What are you angry about?” She looked up and met his dark eyes.
He looked back at her innocent eyes and the words that he wanted to ask became stuck in his throat. “Nothing,” said he calmly.
“How can it be ‘nothing’? You haven’t been home for half a month.” Afraid he would shake her off, she tightened her grip on his sleeve which started to wrinkle.
“It was a business trip,” said he curtly.
“What about before the business trip? Furthermore, Caleb told me that it has been a few days since you returned from your business trip.”
Well, the part about Caleb telling her so was a lie. But she felt no guilt implicating Gabriel’s assistant since Caleb had not been truthful with her.
Gabriel remained silent, neither refuting nor confirming her words.
He didn’t want to pursue the matter of the photo with her, but her questioning him like this only made the flame of anger in his heart burn brighter.
No longer able to suppress it, his voice turned ten degrees colder as he said, “You didn’t want to see me either, so why should I come back?”
She was shocked by his coldness. With a rather blank look, she asked, “When have I not wanted to see you?”
Gabriel did not want to argue with her any further. The two of them were still standing in the corridor. If an argument broke out, it would only alert the servants living on the first floor. He opened the bedroom door and walked in.
Serenity followed him and closed the door. “What did you mean by that?”
There she was, pestering him with questions again. Gabriel’s handsome eyes started to fill with impatience as he shook off her hand.
He had used a little too much force and Serenity staggered backwards, her back almost slamming against the door but she managed to regain her balance in time.
Gabriel noticed how she had staggered backward and almost bumped into the door. He was about to reach out to catch her but he was still a little too far. He heaved a sigh of relief when she managed to stabilize herself. The fear lingered in his heart for a while but he did not show it.
Serenity leaned lightly against the door, her chest heaving up and down violently as her face turned a little pale. If the door was open just now, she would have fallen out.
Although the first three months had passed, there was still a possibility of miscarriage if she fell.
What was it that made him so angry that he didn’t care about the consequences?
She approached Gabriel again, her eyes fixed on his. With more firmness in her voice, she said, “Make yourself clear today.”
Gabriel’s brows had knitted themselves tightly as a cold smile broke on his face. Looking back at her sharply, he said, “Between me and John, be honest. You’d rather be with John, right?”
His words stabbed her heart mercilessly. But they also finally calmed her anxiety.
She lowered her eyes, her long black eyelashes covering the emotions in her eyes. Only her tightly pursed lips and expressionless face could be seen.
After a while, she looked up with no hint of guilt or sorrow in her eyes as she slowly said, “You already know that my relationship with him is over. We can’t be together anymore. What’s the point of pursuing this?”
Gabriel’s expression turned even colder when he heard her say the second sentence. Was her marriage with Gabriel the only thing holding her back from throwing herself at him?
He closed the distance between them quickly and grabbed her arm.. His deep eyes were like bottomless holes as he coldly asked, “Do you regret it?”