Love After a Steamy Affair

Chapter 401: She’s Throwing a Tantrum at Me

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation “I'm on my way to the hospital,” said Gabriel calmly.

“Are you sick?” asked Joseph, surprised.

Gabriel wanted to mention that he was going to visit Master Samson but he also remembered how Joseph used to brag about his wife and daughters. In the end, the words that came out of his mouth were: “I’m accompanying my wife for a pregnancy checkup.”

The sound of a a cup shattering came from the other end of the phone followed by the surprised voice of Joseph Lopez. “You're married? She’s pregnant? Who?”

“Serenity.” Gabriel's lips curved into a smile, a hint of joy spreading across his face. Feeling a little more relaxed, he said, “We've only gotten our marriage certificate. We haven't held a wedding yet. So be on standby to prepare my wedding gift.”

“Ah, so it’s her.” Joseph was not as surprised, but he still did not expect Gabriel to have acted too brashly — not only did Gabriel get a marriage certificate, but he also got his wife pregnant. “Congratulations. It’s time you started to lead a normal life. How do you feel as a husband and father-to-be?”

“It's alright.” He smiled and paused for a moment before he slowly said, “Something happened recently so she’s throwing a tantrum at me.”

“How dare she throw a tantrum at you? Well, it seems like you two have a good relationship.” Joseph teased Gabriel.

After the call ended, Gabriel finally arrived at the hospital. As he got out of the car and walked towards the entrance, Caleb called him. “President Jones, someone has sent a set of photos to the Southern Entertainment Magazine Agency, requesting for them to be published. It’s about the Young Madam.”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Caleb could usually handle matters like this if they weren't anything too controversial. This phone call meant the photos illustrated something so concerning that they had to tread carefully.

Gabriel paused in his steps. “Send them to my email.”

Since he had already arrived at the entrance of the hospital, foot traffic was high. With him simply standing still on the phone, someone was bound to recognize him or catch a glimpse of his phone.

So Gabriel walked towards the garden and logged into his email from his phone. There were no unread emails yet. After a few minutes, he refreshed it and saw the email. He opened it and his expression changed instantly.

By the time Serenity left the hospital, it was already eight o’clock. Yet, when she arrived home, Gabriel had not returned. Mrs. Winstead asked Serenity about dinner as she brought out the food to the table. The latter sat down at the dining table but her stomach felt a little uncomfortable, probably because of the disinfectants she had been smelling all day at the hospital so she only ate a few mouthfuls before returning to her room.

After showering, she dried her hair, applied some skincare products on her face, and went to sleep. She did not know how much time had passed, but she started to feel a little thirsty. She propped herself up and rubbed her sleepy eyes. When she turned around, she realized that the space beside her was empty.

Usually, it was social events that would hold Gabriel back so late. Thinking that it hadn’t been too long since she fell asleep, she didn’t think to worry and made her way down the stairs to get some water.

There was no one in the living room as Mrs. Winstead had already fallen asleep but not before leaving a few lights on. Serenity took a cup of water and walked to the water dispenser for some warm water before drinking half of it in one go-

Her thirsty throat felt much better. She was about to get more water and return to the bedroom when the clock on the wall rang. She turned to look and saw that it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Why wasn’t he back yet?

Ever since she moved in over, he rarely socialized. Even if he did, it would never be past eleven o'clock.

Could something have happened?

Back in her bedroom, Serenity reached for her phone from the bedside table and searched for his number. Forgetting that she was supposed to still be angry with him, she dialed the number.

No one picked up the first and second time. The third time, it only rang for a few seconds before the call was rejected. She did not give up and continued to call, but soon, there wasn’t even a dialing tone- the phone had been switched off..