All Chapters of Gabriel's Obsession: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Amelia's POVAwakening to a persistent knocking at the door, I groggily mumbled a "come in," only to realize that my response had possibly gone unheard. How foolish of me, I chided myself, letting out a soft giggle at my own folly. I conjectured that it must be one of the household staff, and I felt a pang of consideration for them waiting on the other side. It wouldn't do to keep them waiting; their efforts should be acknowledged and respected.Taking swift steps, I approached the door, my anticipation heightening with each stride. I gently swung it open, revealing a house helper who was carrying a tray laden with breakfast items. As expected, it was a perfectly timed delivery. A crease formed between my eyebrows in response to the sight before me, my curiosity piqued by the unexpected gesture. I had informed Gabriel of my intention to join his family for breakfast, yet it seemed he had taken it upon himself to arrange an alternate meal.I couldn't help but feel a twinge of frustratio

In the dimly lit bar, Gabriel sat on a stool, drowning his sorrows in alcohol. His once-piercing eyes were now bloodshot from the continuous flow of alcohol he had consumed. Guilt weighed heavily on his mind, a relentless reminder of the mistake he had committed. He recognized the magnitude of his error – cheating on her was an unforgivable breach of trust. His life seemed to be spiraling into a mess of deception and falsehoods, a reflection of the tangled web his relationship had become. From its very inception, their connection had been built upon a foundation of lies. He couldn't help but question how much longer this facade could endure; the answer eluded him, lost in the haze of his intoxicated thoughts.Meanwhile, Amelia remained frozen in the same spot where Gabriel had left her, her body trembling with a mix of fear and anxiety. Tears streamed down her cheeks unabatedly as her thoughts raced, threatening to plunge her into a full-blown panic attack. She clung desperately to the

Amelia spent the ensuing hour in a whirlwind of activity, fervently endeavoring to concoct an assortment of snacks for the impending high tea. Fully aware of the significance this occasion held for Gabriel and his associates, she was unwaveringly committed to ensuring their expectations were met.Despite her resolute determination, her culinary inexperience proved to be a formidable hurdle. Struggling to adhere to the provided instructions, the absence of cooking finesse made every task a formidable challenge.Upon the guests' arrival, Amelia greeted them warmly, extending her offerings of the diligently prepared treats. It was, however, not long before her disconcerting realization that something had gone awry. The sandwiches were distressingly soggy, the cookies irreparably burnt, and the tea, rather than being a delightful refreshment, had acquired an unpleasant bitterness. An unsettling pang of despair settled within Amelia as she observed the guests attempting, albeit unsuccessful

Amelia awoke to the gentle illumination of the morning sun filtering through the curtains, her heart weighed down by the gravity of her situation. A restless night had plagued her with racing thoughts about the impending day. Today marked her visit to the doctor's, a notion that both instilled fear and a semblance of excitement.In a blend of trepidation and determination, Amelia selected a simple yet elegant outfit for the day. Whatever lay ahead at the doctor's office, she understood the importance of presenting herself well. Descending the grand staircase, her gaze fell upon Mother Grace waiting at the bottom. The older woman's serene smile offered a glint of solace."Good morning, dear," Mother Grace greeted kindly. "Are you ready?"Amelia nodded, her fingers involuntarily entwining a strand of hair. "Yes, Mother Grace. I'm ready."United, they embarked on the journey in the waiting car. The ride felt interminable, each tick of the clock amplifying Amelia's anxiety. Mother Grace's

Amelia and Gabriel entered their bedroom, where traces of the celebration still lingered in the air, evoking a bittersweet nostalgia. The moonlight gently filtered through the curtains, imbuing the room with a serene ambiance. The jovial echoes of the festivities had gradually faded, replaced by an unsettling hush that hung over them like a heavy fog.As the door closed behind them, Gabriel's amiable facade dissolved into an unsettling storm of anger. His voice dripped with fury as he confronted Amelia, his words cutting through the air like poisoned darts."What was the meaning of that, Amelia?" he demanded, his eyes ablaze with a mixture of suspicion and rage. "You and Adrian, heads bent together like co-conspirators. Do you take me for a fool?"Amelia stood her ground, her posture unwavering despite the turmoil churning within her. "Gabriel, it's not what you think. Adrian was merely...""Enough!" Gabriel's thunderous shout reverberated through the room, a stark display of his domi