Chapter 33

“Gabby, you’re still young,” the governor spoke with a bit of persuasive intent. “You know what I’m saying, right?” Gabriella nodded blankly. She perfectly understood what her father meant. She smiled bitterly. Was there really nothing else awaiting her marriage but divorce? Would she suffer no more if they separated ways? “Aren’t you busy, dad?” “I am,” curtly, he replied. “Then what are you doing here?” “What’s a father supposed to do when both his children are sick?” “I’m seriously fine,” Gabriella reasoned. “It’s just a fever. Rafa needs you more than I do.” Her father wasn’t exactly the sweetest. In fact, he was always busy. However, he always made sure he was present on important occasions. At least, he tried to. That was more than enough for Gabriella. When Gabriella was discharged from the hospital, she stayed at home for a week. Izaak was adamant about giving her rest and didn’t allow her to work. Two days at home and Gabriella had already felt like she was nearly going insane