As the neck was firmly pinched, Gabriel’s throat choked, and she managed to utter, “You found the doctor, I never knew any surgeon...”
“Are you going to deny? Gabriel, do not act like you are innocent. It's disgusting.”
Gabriel closed her eyes, feeling the futility of her efforts. No matter what she said or did, he wouldn't believe her. So why bother explaining?
It turned out that he wanted her to sleep with another man again. That was why he insisted on her dressing in a purple diamond-encrusted evening dress.
Cold tears streamed down her face, causing her pain to seep deep into her heart.
It was becoming clear to her that unrequited love was more painful than hatred.
Perhaps, no matter how hard she tries, she would not get his love.
She opened her eyes, sobbing while declaring, “Caleb, I don't want to love you anymore.”
“Thank God. I never asked for your love.” From his perspective, her refusal to accept Jasmine and her constant accusations against Jasmine were merely the evidence of her jealousy and possessiveness.
“I mean it. Caleb.”
Caleb went for her soft and sweet lips, preventing her from saying anything else.
Gabriel couldn’t believe that he was kissing her.
They had s*x before, but he had never kissed her. In that moment, she felt as if a colossal boulder had been hurled into her heart, unleashing a turbulent storm within her.
Caleb found her lips tasted sweet, an unusual mix of emotions surged within him, leaving him flustered. He loathed himself being like this.
His hands roamed her body recklessly, making her tremble because of pain.
Gabriel fought back, biting him fiercely. Caleb was surprised by her resistance. He had always known her to be submissive and docile, but now she challenged him fiercely.
The anger surged within him, and he saw the fire in her eyes. She was no longer the soulless doll he once knew. The defiance in her gaze startled him.
Gabriel’s hands dropped weakly, and she spoke softly, “Jasmine is still waiting for help in the emergency room. Didn't you want me to sleep with the doctor? I'll do it.”
“What did you say?” The three words “I’ll do it” struck his eardrums like a sharp needle. He inexplicably felt a surge of irritation, as if being torn apart by an unseen force.
“I said I would. I'm tired of your arrogance. I might want to taste another man.”
“Gaberial! You're disgustingly cheap!”
Caleb was utterly furious. He despised her approach of resigning to her fate. In a fit of rage, he took her to a hotel. To his surprise, Gabriel cooperated, her resolute back disappearing into the building. He felt a strange pull, a desire to chase after her and bring her back.
Just as he felt unable to contain himself and was about to rush over, Jasmine called him. Her voice was feeble after having been rescued.
“Caleb, where are you? I'm so scared. I saw my sister in the dream. She said she's feeling so cold and lonely all by herself. Can you come and hug me?”
Yes, that woman killed Isabella. Why should he make her feel better?
Caleb glanced at Gabriel's vanishing figure, forcefully stubbed out the cigarette on the ground. He got into the car and sped all the way back to the hospital.