His Cure

She batted her lashes and watched as Megan moved out, bowing to him at the door.

Gregory came inside and his eyes spreaded out when he saw her.

What?

Beatrice looked down at herself and gasps.

Gosh!

She was still in her towel.

Gregory turn around and gulped down.

“Go put something on.”he clears his throat.

Dang it!

Beatrice rushed down from the bed and to her closet, she picked up her gown.

“You absolutely cannot glance back.”she breathed out erratically.

“Just go dress up in the restroom, author.”he rolled his eyes.

“How about you just leave now then come back?”

“I can’t.”he frowned.

Beatrice huffed before going to the restroom and wore her dress.

She came back later and sighed, suddenly feeling shy around him.

“So, what do you want?”she asked, going back to her chair and ice cream.

“You.”he replied and spun around.

She bulged her eyes out him and pointed at herself.

“Me?”she scoffs.

“I need to have a talk with you.”he remarked.

“Well, continue talking.”she clicked her tongue before scooping some ice cream in her mouth.

“Who were you with last night?”he questioned and waited for her answer.

Beatrice tutted and rolled her eyes.

“Just refer to the picture.”she pressed her lips together.

“His face was blurred out.”

She stared back at him.

“Why would you want to know that though?. I mean..”she scoffs with a little shrug.

“Because. Just because. What you did..”

“I don’t need you to lecture, Mr Winslow. We are just friends and nothing.”

“Friends?”Gregory smirks.

“You have a male friend?”

Can he just allow her to have her gelato in peace?

“Olivia is your friend and she is a female.”she reminded him.

“And, if you must know who he is, he is Zack.”she let’s out.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

She was stumped not to see a single hair raise on his body.

Did he already know about this?

“Is this about the other night?. Because he bailed you out now you’re willing to throw yourself at him?”

Beatrice’s eyes heated up and she fist her hand.

“Are you indirectly calling me a sl*t?”

“Isn’t that what you are?. Prove me wrong.”he pierced his hard stare in her soul.

“Then, I would prove you wrong by ending this whole drama.”

Gregory’s brows creased up.

“Go on then.”he said to her surprise.

Oh, does he thinks she is joking?

“I can survive the tumultuous times but, you can’t. I can easily drop the blame on you.”he chortles.

“And how are you going to do that?”she scoffs.

“You drugged me! Dropped a love portion in my drink, maybe.”he crossed his arms on his chest.

Beatrice blinked rapidly before huffing.

“Just be cautious in whatever you do. I don’t want to know if you’re friends or anything, but be cautious, especially now.”

She rolled her eyes.

“I would be visiting my mom soon. To tell her about this marriage stuff.”

He gave a curt nod.

She looked up at him and he creased up his brows.

“What?. I will have to follow you?”

“So obvious. She hasn’t met you before.”she scoffed.

“Okay. When?”

“Tomorrow.”

“What time?”

“In the morning.”

He nodded before moving out.

She rolled her eyes and huffed and puffed before scooping some ice cream in her mouth then sighed again.

..

Megan walked into the servants’ quarter and stared right and left before entering her room and locking the door.

She brought out her phone from her pocket and tapped on the red button, putting the voice record to a stop.

She sent the record to Sandra and sighed before keeping her phone again.

..

#Next morning.

..

Beatrice got dressed in a casual dress and went down for breakfast.

She met Gregory there with Melinda sitting beside him.

She just can’t seem to figure out what’s between them?

Perhaps, she is like a mother to him?.

“Good morning, Melinda.”she grinned at her.

“Good morning, Bee – bee!. Hope your night was great?”Melinda gushed out.

“Kind of. Thanks for asking.”

She went to sit down on the chair opposite Gregory.

“I thought you don’t eat.”she blurts before grabbing three slices of bread and added jam to it then took a bite.

“You guys still on with the love quarrels?”Melinda asked with a chuckle.

Beatrice scoffs.

“I haven’t for..”

Gregory cleared his throat, giving her a signal.

She gasps a little before smiling sheepishly at the curious Melinda who was waiting for the completion of her statement.

She wanted to say she hasn’t for once seen him eating but that would only raise suspicions from Melinda.

“I haven’t seen a beautiful woman like you before, Melinda.”she grinned and Melinda flushed.

She later stood up and went back to the kitchen, leaving only the duo to their food.

After some minutes, Gregory stood up.

“Meet me in the car.”he uttered.

She heaves out a sigh and rolled my eyes.

“I’ll come when I’m done eating.”

“You’d better follow me now. I don’t think I can stay for long.”he stated before moving away.

She huffs before carrying her cup of tea and quaffing it down hurriedly.

She scurried after him and tailed behind him as he moved to his range over motor in the garage.

She got inside the backseat and buckled up the seatbelt.

He drove out of the compound with a car following behind them.

They arrived at the hospital and walked inside, while the guards stood outside.

Gregory doesn’t seems that please with their presence but because he’s gone wary of Amelia, he just had to be careful.

“Miss Beatrice! Looks like you’ve changed your system. You’re here today on Tuesday. You even sent someone here yesterday. I’m glad you’ve changed your visiting days to every day.”the nurse at the station beamed.

Beatrice’s brows furrowed up.

Sent someone there?.

She arched her brows and a scoff escape from her lips.

“Someone came here. She said she was your colleague at work. Her name was Amelia.”

“Amelia what?”Gregory chipped in.

“Amelia Winslow. Is anything the problem?. Was that a lie?”the nurse asked, worriedly.

“How is my mom?”Beatrice queried.

Her heart was beating rapidly.

Amelia came to visit her mom?.

What was that for?

“She is fine.”

Beatrice nodded quickly.

“Is.. everything okay?.”

“Of course, thank you, nurse.”she smiled quickly then hightailed away.

Gregory sighed.

What did Amelia came here to do?

How did she found out about Beatrice’s mom though?

He followed behind her and they entered the room together.

Annabella’s eyes snapped open when she heard sounds beside her.

“Hi, mom.”Beatrice went to peck her on her cheek.

“Beatrice..”she called in a breath.

Her eyes traveled over to Gregory and her lips held a satisfied smile.

“You’re her boyfriend, right?. What’s your name?”

“I’m Gregory, ma’am.”he gave a small smile and she nodded.

Did Beatrice already told her about him?

“Well.. mom, how do you guessed correctly that he Is my boyfriend?”she asks, sitting beside her.

“Your friend told me.”she responded.

Beatrice blinked fastly.

“Friend?”she scoffs.

“Hmm.. yeah. she told me you sent her to come check up on me for you. Isn’t that right?.”

Beatrice glanced at Gregory before staring back at her mom.

“Did she said any other thing?”

Bella took a breath in.

“Yes. She asked if I knew your boyfriend then she showed me his picture.”she pointed to Gregory.

Gregory’s eyes widened a little and he scoffs lowly.

So, she came all the way there just to confirm their relationship?.

Now, she wants him to believe that he’s got her support after doing this?

Beatrice sighed and rolled her eyes.

“Is she not your friend?”Bella raised her brows.

Beatrice chuckled and took her mom’s hand in her’s.

“No. By the way, mom.. I have something to tell you.”she gave her her puppy eyes.

Her mom giggled then pulled her cheeks playfully.

“Offer the gentleman a seat, at least.”

She rolled her eyes.

“He will seat down if he feels like. He is not a child.”she sighed.

Annabella shook her head.

“Come sit down, son.”

Gregory gave a nod and went to sit down on the chair.

“Okay, now, look at me, mom. So… I. we. would be getting married two weeks later.”she quickly closed her eyes in fear of what her mother’s reaction would be.

Instead, she only heard a chuckle.

Huh?

She opened her eyes and found her mother grinning from ear to ear intead of getting angry at her.

“Good girl. You listened to me after all. It’s a good thing you’re getting married, my dear. And, I am happy about that.”she stroked Beatrice’s cheeks gently.

Tears glistened in Beatrice’s eyes and she sniffed.

“You will attend, mom. I will make sure of that.”a tear dropped from her eye.

Anabella smiled weakly.

“Of course, I will. It’s my only daughter’s wedding so I should.”Her mom wiped her tears away.

Gregory stared at them in envy.

If his mother was alive, they would be this close.

The only person he can confide in now is Harry.

He watched them as they conversed and at some points, when Annabella tries to get them to talk about him, Beatrice would find another way to distract her from the subject.

He only did few talkings and after an hour, Annabella said she would like to take a rest.

They bade her goodbye and walked out of the ward.

“Go ahead first. I need to see the doctor.”Beatrice said to Gregory.

“About your mother’s surgery?”he asks and she nodded.

“I will go with you.”

She perched up her brows at him.

“You will?”

“Lead the way.”

She pressed her lips together then shrugged before striding to the doctor’s office with him.

“Hi, doc.”she said as they occupied the seats before him.

“Miss Beatrice, did you came back here to hear about my sermon?. Now you’re willing to be Jesus’ baby, ei?”he said, cracking up at his own joke.

Gregory sighed before speaking.

“How soon can you perform the surgery?”

The doctor gazed at him and gasps.

“You’re… Gregory Winslow?! Aren’t you?”he adjusted his glasses.

“I am not.”Gregory frowned but he doesn’t seems to buy that.

“We just look alike, hahahaha”he laughed.

“Now that you laugh, I believe you. That man would never laugh. Just frowning his face like a zombie.”he sighed.

Beatrice chuckled and Gregory passed a glare at her.

“I thought I was the only one. He is one narcissistic and arrogant freak.”she said to the doctor and they both shared a laugh together.

“Well, to your question, next week. We’ve started giving her treatments in preparation for that.”

“So, how much are we talking about?”he tilts his head to the side.

“Miss Beatrice already settled that.”

Gregory stared at her and she gave a nod.

They left the doctor’s office.

Gregory dropped her at the mansion before heading to work.

Beatrice went up to her room and as she shuts the door behind her, her eyes caught something on the table.

A pair of eyeglasses.

Then, she remembered what she gibbered to Melinda about her having eyes infection.

She remembered Megan’s words too.

Wait, he actually bought this for her?