Chapter 327: Nothing but Sighs
Alison opened the first-aid kit and walked straight up to Gabriel. She began unbuttoning his shirt naturally.
He flinched back instinctively, but she held him in place. “What? Afraid?”
“No,” he hastily explained.
“Let me see,” she said, unbuttoning his shirt.
The bruise came into view.
“Gabriel, how did you get this?” she asked, puzzled.
Gabriel paused, insisting, “I fell.”
“You sure know how to fall,” she remarked, lightly punching the bruised area.
“Is this a fall?” she countered, clearly not buying that.
“Come on, tell me how you really got it,” she pressed.
“Alison, I told you—I fell.” He grabbed her hand.
“I know a bit about first aid. This injury is clearly the result of a fight. Who did you fight?” she asked.
“Oh, we were just messing around with the guys, practicing our moves. I got carried away,” he explained.
Only then did she release his hand.
She got the antiseptic, applied it carefully, and fastened his shirt buttons back in place.
“Gabriel, promise me you won’t fight anymore, okay?” she pleaded.
“Okay.” He nodded.
“I should go,” he added.
He pulled the door open and stepped outside, but paused to say, “If everything’s peaceful tomorrow, don’t forget to thank me properly.”
“Sure, definitely,” she agreed cheerfully.
That night, she slept soundly for the first time in days.
The next morning, she was eating breakfast with the children.
“Mommy, why can’t we go to kindergarten today? It’s boring at home, and you won’t play with us.” Ethan pouted.
Alison slapped her forehead in realization. Yesterday, she had instructed the nanny not to send the children to kindergarten, but now it should be fine—Gabriel had promised her there would be nothing.
“Well, you can go to kindergarten if you want, but Mommy has one condition,” she said, feigning seriousness.
“What condition?” Sophia asked, tilting her little face up.
“Give me kisses, both,” she said with a smile.
“Yay, Mommy, deal!”
Ethan and Sophia dashed over and kissed her.
“Mommy, can we go to kindergarten now?”
“Yes, but behave yourselves.”
“No problem.” Sophia nodded happily.
“This Sunday, Mommy will take you swimming.”
“Yay!” the children cheered.
The morning was filled with cheer.
Alison hummed a tune as she descended the stairs; she found a red Volvo parked below.
Aidan rolled down the window and leaned out.
“Aidan, what are you doing here?” she asked in astonishment.
“I’ll be your chauffeur from now on.” He stepped out and opened the passenger door for her.
He gently guided her into the seat and fastened her seatbelt.
An older woman happened to be passing by. She kept glancing back, muttering under her breath, “So that’s why the two men were fighting over her.”
Though the woman’s voice was low, Alison heard it clearly in the car.
“Ma’am, who was fighting?” Alison’s mind flashed back to last night when she applied medicine to Gabriel’s wounds.
The woman stole a glance at Aidan and stammered, “I don’t know! I don’t know anything!”
She tried to flee but stumbled in her haste.
Alison quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, stepped out, and steadied the woman.
“Ma’am, are you all right?”
“I’m fine. Thank you,” the woman said, looking slightly embarrassed.
“Ma’am, did the gentleman in my car get into a fight with a motorcyclist yesterday?” Alison asked.
“Miss, I didn’t say anything!” The woman covered her mouth.
“I see. Thanks, ma’am. I’m getting back in now. Bye.” Alison had already figured it out—Aidan and Gabriel truly had gotten into a fight.
Back in the car, she sat with a stern expression.