Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 167 Read Online
Lock You In My Heart
Chapter 167 The Bitter âTruth Westley had come to pick up Holly and Austin after his cousin hid driven his car into a ditch. But right now, what Holly was more concerned about was that she didnât show up in front of Westley when she was looking neat and beautiful. As it were, her face was injured and her hair was in a horrible mess. She felt so terrible.
âItâs all my fault that you had to come over here to pick us up, Westley. I know itâs been raining quite heavily. Itâs not easy to drive right now, is it?â Holly asked him with concern as she tried to soften her tone.
âI just came here to pick you up. according to my grandmaâs words. If i didnât come here, Iâm sure that there would be someone else who would do the same job better than me,â Westley explained to her calmly, trying to emphasize the fact that he didnât come to pick them up on purpose. He just listened to Miley and didnât need her to thank him unnecessarily.
Her face changed in an instant As soon as she heard this. But she wouldnât show her bad side in front of him. She wanted him to see only the best of her âHowever, Iâm sull very grateful that itâs you who came to pick us up. It doesnât matter whether it was Mileyâs order or not. Iâm not seriously injured. I sincerely appreciate you for your concerni,â she said again iis she smiled at him.
âItâs okay. As long as youâre fine, thereâs no problem.â He turned to face his cousin and said, âAustin, get her in my car. Letâs go home first. Your car will be towed away by morning. As soon as he said this, he turned around abruptly and walked towards his car.
âWestley, canât you...â Holly twitched her lips and wondered how she was going to say what she had in mind. âCanât you carry me on your back?â She was disappointed by Westleyâs words.
âWhat does he mean? Heâs already here to pick us up. but he asked Austin to carry me when he saw the way I was injured. How could he say such a thing?â Holly wondered. 11 THE WAS no need to dislike her to such an extent Hy the way. She was a daughter of a famous family and also THIS jewelry designer in Arlawood. Why on earth couldnât she compare to luis wife. Gabrielle? Why did he dislike ther with so much vigor This was a terrible blow to Hollyâs self esicem. Although she wils in very gloomy mood and quite angry, she couldnât vent. She was still trying to please him by putting up her best behavior.
Westley ignored her words. He turned around and got into his car.
As she still sit in the car, Holly was so depressed to death that she didnât know how to describe her feelings at all.
âLet me carry you there, Holly.â Austin offered. He had no choice but to carry her on his own. .
Besides, he was the one, who helped her get in and out of the car. So, he could care less But this wasnât what she wanted. She wanted Westley!
âAustin, am I sannoying? Is it that I canât do anything well, and that NO matter what I do, I canât make people like me?â Holly asked as she looked at him with a crestfallen face.
Of course, Austin tv the meaning of what she said. She didnât mean that no one would like her no matter what she did. She was just worried about why Westley would hate her so much, and she only cared whether Westley liked her or not. Nothing else.
For this reason, he didnât want to listen to her question, neither did he want to answer it.
âWe are running out of time, Holly. Just let me carry you to Westleyâs car,â Austin Hid again.
âAustin, tell me the truth. Do you like me? Or do you hate me also?â Holly asked sadly. It was obvious that he was in a bad mood.
âHate her?â Austin asked himself silently.
Although he didnât hate her, he didnât like her either.
âHolly, do you want to go to Westleyâs car or not? If you donât, you can stay here for all I care!â Austinâs patience was running out and he didnât hide it.
After all, he had no patience to deal with her at all. If not that she was injured, the would not come to help her.
âIâll go,â she immediately compromised and looked at Austin with a sad face.
Even if Westley didnât like her, she had to still get in his car.
Austin put the umbrella in her hand and carried her carefully to Westleyâs car. It was Westley, who opened the back door of the car for them. His face looked indifferent without any trace of emotion, Westleyâs reaction made Austin unhappy. He didnât like the way Westleyâs face portrayed no hint of emotion.
âIâm going to lock my car door. Please wait for me,â Austin said as he walked towards his car with an umbrella in his hand.
âIâm sorry, Westley. I was too anxious some moments ago. If I said something to upset you, please donât be angry.
okay?â Holly apologized to him.
Westley replied flatly without looking at her, âiâm not the kind of person to get angry that easily.â
âAs long as he doesnât get angry, thatâs my major concern, Holly thought to herself.
But it seemed that he didnât look like someone who wasnât angry.
âWestley, when we get back to Antawood, can I invite you to dinner to express how grateful I am for helping us out today?â Holly asked him seriously with a smile.
âNo, Iâm afraid I donât have the time for that.â Westleyâs reason was not far fetched, which made Hollyâs face look even worse as she frowned âWestley. I know youâre married now, but even at that, weâve been good friends for so many years. Why donât we look like friends now? As a friend, canât I treat you to dinner? Is there anything wrong with that?â Holly asked, with a hint of bittemess in her tone.
âGood friends?
Indeed, at that time, Holly. Helen, and Westley were friends. They often had meals and traveled together most of the time But since Helenaâs accident, Westley had changed a lot. He was getting farther and farther away from people and also from Holly.
She had tried many methods to get closer to him, but all her efforts were in vain. He treated her like a total stranger. In the end, she decided to go abroad to further her studies.
She had left for five years and thought that he would have changed by the time she came back. Indeed, he had changed, but not in the way that she had anticipated. He had gotten married.
The woman that he had married was not Nellie, nor was she anyone better than Holly, but someone she didnât know at all.
It was a great shame for her that such a woman had defeated her.
It was okay for her to lose to either Helena or Nellie, but why did she lose to an adopted daughter of the Jones family in the end? The person she had lost to was just a nobody âHolly. I hope you can always keep this in mind: Iâm now a married man,â Westley said in an indifferent tone.
âKeep in mind that he is now a married man?
Whatâs the meaning of this rubbish that heâs spewing out of his mouth?â she thought as she fumed iri anger.
âWhat do you mean, Westley? Please make me understand. Why did you have to marry Gabrielle in the first place?â Holly refused to pretend anymore and said what had been on her mind all this while.
âThere is no reason. Besides, I donât need to explain my actions to anyone. Not even you!â Although his voice sounded calm, Holly could tell that he was unhappy with her incessant questions.
âWestley, L...â
At the same time, Austin opened the front passengerâs door of the car and got in quickly. âJust leave the car here. You donât have to worry about it. Maybe someone will come and tow the car tomorrow. Letâs go back first home first.
Austin, your driving skills are getting worse by the day. How could you drive your car into the mud pit on this kind of road?â
Westley asked sarcastically as soon as he started the car.
Austin didnât want to argue with his cousin right now. How could he speak without thinking? What did Westley mean by saying that he was bad at driving?
âEveryone could make mistakes, Westley. Donât be too proud. Itâs not that I will be grateful to you for coming to pick us up.â
Austin blurted out cruelly. i