But even though he knew his friend was right, he didn't like the way he has challenged him, once again taking Leonica's side over his.

From his point of view, or at least how things stood, it looked to him like Christian cared FAR too much for someone like Leonica, who was his ex wife. He Indeed needed to know where to draw the line.

Sighing, he pulled into the driveway of Angelina's residence. Suddenly, his mind thought back to yet another question Christian had asked him,

Was he going to remarry Leonica?

Gabriel glanced at the dashboard of his car, actually taking his time to think the answer actually taking his time to think the answer through. At first it seemed like a bad option, the worst

even, but as he continued to ponder it, imagining how complete of a family he'd have if Ashely, Leonica and him were together, the option didn't seem like a bad one..

A passing thought, made him feel like perhaps all he needed to do to fix this mess and bring Ashely home, was go spend more time with Leonica and change her from the scheming woman she had grown to be. That was a simple and easy solution that could be achieved. For the sake of his son having a

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happy family, he was ready to give his mother another chance.

'However, Stepping out of his car, he gazed up at the mansion in front of him, instantly spotting Angelina's room window lighted up. 'Even then, another issue would arise."

"Good evening Master Bryce," Angelina's head butler greeted as he opened the house's door to Gabriel and welcomed him in. "The Madam is in her room with Doctor Ken." He informed.

Gabriel gave a single nod as he walked past, climbing the stairs and shortly arriving at Angelina's room. From The inside, he identified two voices holding a conversation.

A conversation that quickly ceased as soon as he gently knocked on the door.

"Ange, it's me. I'm coming in." Turning the nob, he slowly pushed the door open.

On the bed, Angelina was lying down, thick duvet draped across her leg and all the way up to her chest. Beside her was Doctor Ken, stethoscope perched around his neck.

"Gabe, "Angelina meekly called out upon seeing the male. Raising her hand, she made grabby motions, beckoning for him to come over.

Shutting the door behind him, Gabriel advanced towards her bed side, Doctor Ken giving him a bow of acknowledgement before stepping back.

you feeling?" Taking a seat on the edge of her

hair.

than responding to his question, leaned into his touch,

escape his lips at the sight before turning to face

And what was so important that you requested

chats, her health doesn't seem to have improved any better than it was five years ago and after my many test

is because after all these years, she still

speechless. He remained silent, staring almost blankly at the test result in

thousands of questions.

pregnant? When?" He glanced between the doctor and his fiancee, who hung he'd head low under

I have. studied, it's clear that the

lying,"

"It's either Doctor Ken forged this papers, or you are lying, so which is it?" "I...Gabe, please," She begged, water forming in the corner of

tears spill as she confessed. "Doctor Ken

what happened to

conjure words

time when it comes to comforting someone with soothing and soft

but she made

and looked at her. When Angelina looked reluctant to answer, he gently shook her. "Answer

I had been having an affair eight years ago and the baby belonged to another man. One thing...one thing led to another and I.... accidentally miscarried

in time.

couldn't understand How she could have been so cruel! Sacrificing the life of a baby all

her, but more importantly, disappointed in himself for having even allowed the

like her,

back, it's a horrible feeling, so

missed the way Angelina grinned into his chest, overjoyed that he last

to her to be her own

while longer, the doctor leaving soon, before they pulled apart

wasn't strong enough to protect you back then. But I promise it/ will

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