Chapter 256: Not Knowing How to Pamper One’s Wife
Sophia finally spotted a car nearby and quickly hailed it. The pain in her abdomen was intensifying, her complexion turning increasingly pale, accompanied by a persistent ache in her back. Her body had suffered when she had given birth to her three kids. Although she had recovered, there were lingering issues, such as the bouts of severe menstrual pain each month, which tormented her to the point of feeling like a ghost of herself.
Perhaps the recent stress had exacerbated this episode, making the pain feel even more unbearable, as if she were on the verge of passing out from it.
A flash of high beams suddenly cut through the darkness, followed by the sound of a car honking. Sophia's eyes squinted from the glare, cursing inwardly at whoever was irresponsibly using their brights and honking at her.
Immediately after, she heard the sound of running footsteps behind her. Turning, Sophia saw two men jump into the van like mice, and the vehicle sped off quickly.
Sophia noticed clearly that the van had no license plates.
On the ground behind her lay a white handkerchief, damp with moisture.
A suspicion sprang to mind.
Gabriel turned off the high beams and pulled up in front of Sophia, hastily getting out of his car and picking up the handkerchief from the ground, smelling it briefly.
"Drugs."
Sleeping drugs!
Sophia's suspicion was confirmed, her face now as white as a sheet.
It wasn't too late at night, and there were still cars driving down the road and people passing by on the sidewalk from time to time.
Even so, these individuals had the audacity to try and knock her out!
Sophia did faint, but from pain.
As Gabriel was about to ask what happened, he saw her wobble and start to fall toward the street. He quickly reached out to pull her back, and her head collided with his chest.
"Oof," Gabriel grunted in pain but didn't let go of Sophia.
"Sophia?"
Had she inhaled some of the sleeping drug?
Gabriel quickly picked her up and rushed her to the car, heading for the hospital.
Not far off, Tiffany emerged from behind a tree, her expression one of confusion mixed with lingering fear.
The situation had been dangerously close.
Those two were actually trying to drug Sophia!
Human traffickers, maybe?
Afraid of being drugged herself, Tiffany had hidden immediately, and then she saw Gabriel scare off the men with the high beams and the horn.
Gabriel had even carried Sophia into his car.
A pang of jealousy hit Tiffany, a feeling that was becoming all too familiar and intense.
Tiffany's fingernails dug into the bark of the tree as a flood of memories surged into her mind, memories filled with jealousy of Sophia.
Gabriel had rushed Sophia to the hospital and just a moment after the doctors wheeled her into the emergency room, Sophia woke up. Following a round of questioning, the doctor emerged with a look of mild frustration.
"Sir, your wife just fainted from menstrual cramps. Just make her some brown sugar ginger tea to warm her up, and don't let her overexert herself these next few days. She should rest... and if necessary, I'd recommend visiting the gynecology clinic during the day."
The doctor mistook Gabriel for one of those men who didn't know how to care for their wives, and he made sure to detail many precautions and explained the risks of not resting properly.
Gabriel's brows furrowed deeply.
He wasn't clueless, but this was the first time he truly realized how crippling a woman's menstrual pain could be.
To think that it could even cause someone to faint!
How had Sophia been dealing with this all these years?
He felt an unexplainable tightness in his chest.
And a bit of discomfort.
After Sophia drank the warm sugar water the nurse provided, her stomach felt much better immediately.
When she saw Gabriel waiting outside, her heart was a swirl of emotions.
How could she encounter the last person she wanted to see in such a sorry state?
But if it weren't for him, who knows where she would have ended up.
Sophia approached Gabriel to thank him, and then she planned to ask Caroline to come get her.
Gabriel said, "Wait for me a second."
After he spoke, he went back into the emergency room.
Sophia took out her phone to message Caroline.
Two minutes later, Gabriel came out.
"Let's go."
Sophia put away her phone, "I asked Caroline to pick me up. You can go ahead."
Gabriel's eyebrows arched playfully, "What if those people show up again? Do you think the two of you can handle it?"
He looked her up and down with a skeptical eye, as if her current weakened state was nothing to worry about.
Sophia felt embarrassed, as he seemed to have a point.
In the end, to be safe, Sophia told Caroline not to come.
"Can you walk?" asked Gabriel.
"Yes."
Considering he had saved her again today, Sophia decided, just for a short while, not to give him the cold shoulder.
Sophia's stomach still hurt, but it didn't affect her walking. Once they were in the car, Gabriel, despite the already mild temperature outside, turned on the car's heater, blowing gusts of warm air that were quite comfortable.
However, Gabriel himself started to sweat profusely on his forehead, yet acted as if he didn't feel the heat at all.
As they passed a convenience store, Gabriel pulled over and parked.
Ten minutes later, Gabriel returned to the car carrying a large bag and handed it over to Sophia.
"What's this?" Sophia asked, taking the bag along with a warm travel mug.
"The mug has brown sugar ginger tea in it—just something to tide you over," Gabriel said.
"There's also these items; the nurse said you'd need them. I wasn't sure which brands to get, so I just grabbed a variety."
"Oh, and there's pain medication in there. Take one if you can't bear it."
Gabriel's voice was a bit strained, and as Sophia looked at the bag full of supplies and felt the warmth of the travel mug, her heart suddenly pounded intensely.
It could've been the heat in the car or something else that made Sophia's cheeks turn hot and red. She glanced at the back of Gabriel's head, attractive as ever, then down at the items in her lap, a bitter feeling creeping in.
Why hadn't he done these things for her five years ago?
Had it been back then, she would've been so happy.
She would've been blissfully happy.
But now... Sophia forced down the leaping in her heart and cleared her head.
Now... what was the point!
Sophia sipped the warm water from the travel mug and turned her gaze out the car window, lost in thought.
About five minutes passed before Sophia's hoarse voice broke the silence.
"How did Sam become autistic?"
Gabriel hadn't expected the sudden question. He remembered explaining it to Colin while she had been listening.
"He had a fever that led to a coma, and when he woke up, he stopped talking."
"Why did he get a fever?"
"Before he turned two, he was quite mischievous, loved to run around, and was always curious, exploring everywhere. It rained that day, and he ran out from the office and got drenched, coming down with a high fever that night."
"You didn't have someone watching him?"
"I did, but he was smart enough to evade the bodyguard."
Gabriel reminisced about the Sam of those days—it was when Sam was still himself.
"Did anything else happen?"
Gabriel pulled the car over and looked at Sophia.
"No other irregularities were spotted." Then he asked, "Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"
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