Sabrina froze. It was not what she was expecting to hear from him. What she actually expected was he would either accept her apology or reprimand her. Lifting her gaze, she met Gabriel’s eyes. But then, her heart almost stopped from beating upon seeing his sharp gaze. “Go back to our room,” he repeated. Sabrina did not say anything and quickly turned around. Hastily, she walked out of the office without looking back. She almost ran back to the master bedroom and dove to the bed with her face first.“He’s so cold!” She groaned. Her chest was thumping so loudly. It was not the first time he was treating her coldly but for some reason, it didn’t suit her well. In fact, she was actually disappointed about it. Gabriel could have said it nicely. He could say that he was busy and ask them to talk about it some other time. She knew she had no right to her mad as she was in the wrong, but her feelings were valid. Turning around and resting her back against the mattress, Sabrina then
Sabrina was being bold to say such, but she did not care at all. That woman needed to provoke so she would stop sprouting lies anymore. Certainly, she would immediately fold once she learns that Gabriel was just on the side, listening to her make up stories about him. ‘I’m just saving you, actually,’ she thought when the woman took long to respond. “I did not steal his phone,” Janette said with conviction. Shrugging her shoulders, Sabrina looked up at her husband to check his reaction. However, she was quite disappointed upon seeing this blank expression as though he was not bothered by it at all. Sabrina wanted to ask him if he was okay with it but decided against it. However, doubt filled her heart and became suspicious that he was just lying to her. Maybe Janette was telling the truth all along or maybe they were conspiring against her. Pressing her lips, she squinted her eyes at Gabriel as she suddenly demanded over the phone, “Then give him the phone”On the other line, Sab
“Hi! Is this Janette?” Sabrina inquired. Gabriel raised his eyebrows as he folded his arms across his chest, watching his wife turn on the speaker so he could hear whatever Janette would say as well. “Yes, it's me. Who's this?” the other line answered. Gabriel's jaw hardened. ‘It's really her, huh,’ he clenched his fist. That woman was indeed fvcking wicked! At this point, he was convinced that Janette will do everything to ruin his marriage with Sabrina. But good luck to her because he won't allow that. She had to ruin him first before he could touch the thing that he had worked hard for a long time. Pursing his lips, he saw Sabrina bit the bottom of her lips as though trying to suppress her laughter. “I’m Sabrina. Is this Mr Mondragon’s number right?” her eyes were glinting in amusement. There was a long pause from the other line. Gabriel thought Janette would not answer out of shame, but he was damn wrong. “Yes, it is,” the woman chortled. Sabrina's eyes lifted on him.
Gabriel's jaw clenched. “My sisters got drunk and I had to accompany one of them in the bathroom because she had to vomit last night. I didn't notice where I put down my phone but as of now, I still couldn't find it,” he elaborated. He let out an exasperated sigh. Now he was certain that his phone might be in Janette's possession. “Lost? Then how did your girlfriend call me using your phone?” Sabrina scowled. Gabriel squinted his eyes on her. “I don’t have a girlfriend,” he said coldly. However, Sabrina rolled her eyes, obviously not believing what he had just said. “She called me using your phone and said she is your girlfriend,” she probed. Gabriel stared at his wife, annoyed. Janette was certainly the one who called her and pretended to be his girlfriend. Was that her original plan? He had been observing the woman the whole time he was in the restaurant and he realized that his sisters were probably conspiring with her. There was no way they suddenly liked Janette when in
Sabrina stepped on the brake and groaned in pain. Her head spinned so fast by the impact, added to the fact that she was already tipsy. Shutting her eyes, she unfastened her seat belt but had a hard time opening the car as the incessant knocking on the window was making her head even more. “I’m okay..” she muttered while flashing a wide smile as soon as she finally opened the car door. “What’s going on here?” Gabriel asked sternly. Upon hearing her husband's voice, Sabrina fluttered her eyes open to see his face. “Are you drunk?” Gabriel's thick eyebrows knitted together. Sabrina shook her head, “No,” she chirped. She then lifted her hand and leveled her index finger and thumb, “Just drink a little,” she giggled. A loud sigh escaped Gabriel's lips before he leaned down and leveled his eyes on her. “Tell me where it hurts..” he said while cupping her face. He checked if there were any bruises on her face, neck and arms then back to her face and stared at her worriedly when she
“He’s really rude,” Anthon shook his head as they watched the car drift away. “Where's the manners? Rich people are really snobs,” he grinned. Sabrina curled her fingers. Her ears perked up but she kept her eyes and waited until Gabriel's car disappeared from her sight. ‘Rude?’ Sabrina pressed her lips tightly. Gabriel was nothing close to rude. If there was a person fit to that description it was Anthon. He was actually even worse to be honest. “Miss Bennette, are you leaving now? Do you need a ride?” Harold suddenly spoke. Sabrina almost forgot that the guy was there. She was a little shocked but didn't show it and just politely declined. “Thanks, but I have a car,” she muttered. “Are you really leaving, Sab? We haven't finished eating. Do you know how expensive the food here?” Anthon interrupted.Annoyed, Sabrina shut her eyes momentarily before turning to Anthon. She then flashed a fake smile, “Split the bill. I'll pay for my plate,” she said calmly. She could see Anthon’s