Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 221
Lock You In My Heart
Chapter 221 Becoming More Stupid Gabrielle thought of herself as a bane disliked by her biological parents, but Remy had said the opposite. His word made her a blessing, which surprised her. Her gaze diverted towards Westler with expectation.
âWhat about you, Westley? DNyou think I would harm you like bane?â What Gabrielle fancied wast Westley would say the same thin âRemy is a doctor a liar. You can trust, at least, Ust of his words,â Westley calmN», but he coldly looked at Remyâs face âRemy is becoming more and more talkative lately.
Why does he not see the warning in my eyes?â Remy didnât want to talk to Westley anymore. He turned to Gabrielle and continued her treatment. âGabby, are there any wounds on your body or, does it hurt somewhere? Lift your clothes and let me have a look...â
âYou donât need to worry about the wounds on her body. Give the ointment to me. I can handle it.â Before Remy could finish his words, Westley interrupted him curtly.
Remy and Gabrielle both looked at him, shocked at his abruptness. âWestley, what is wrong with you? Oh, I remember, when I treat the patient, the family members should leave. You should out, first, then Iâll treat Gabby.â O âYou are the one who shed leave, Remy. How can you even think of that the injury on her bes not serious. So, you donât have a ply ointment for her when I can do just give it to me.â Westley didnât M e a good temper and drove him stranit away.
Initially, Remy had no intentions to check Gabrielleâs wound on her body. thinking that, maybe, it was not serious. He just provoked Westley on purpose.
âGabby, is the injury on your body serious? Iâm afraid that I will be called a quack if I failed to help you recover from it.â Remy specially asked Gabrielle again, completely ignoring Westley.
His words amused Gabrielle. âIâm fine. Dr. Remy. I just got some scratches, nothing more to worry about.â
âOkay. I should be off then. Let me know if you need anything.â Finally, Remy gave the ointment to Westley.
âRemember, gently apply it with your fingertips. Spread the ointment evenly and massage in lighter motion for betterd absorption.â After explaining to Westle Remy left shortly.
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Westley stood there, quietly acmg at Gabrielleâs face with the oint Mit in his hand. His silent stare we enough to scared.
Ninoy Gabrielle hesitate for a while before explaining, âWestley, donât think too much about it. Dr. Remy is a doctor. He sees no gender, but only patients.â
âTrying to take his side?â Westley had already sat down beside her.
His words made Gabrielle think that he would be angry, but judging from his tone, he didnât sound much offended.
Gabrielle felt relieved. âI am not speaking for him. I just...â
âLift your clothes. Or, do you want me to take them off for you?â Westley asked, cutting her sentence, staring at her back.
Gabrielle was wearing a two-piece home wear, and her injury was just under her shoulder. It was inconvenient for her to move her arm and lift her shirt up. So she just took it off. There was still a vest under it.
oy p Westley watched her take it off.
N ing the red marks on her back, Wey was enraged so much that he wNu to slice those two men.
âIt will hurt a littlust bear it.â He squeezed out tidintment on his fingertips and gently applied it to her wound The anti-inflammatory drug didnât hurt much. Gabrielle felt a little bit cool, making her more comfortable.
She had learned her lesson by asking him about his rubbing skills. So, Gabrielle didnât dare ask, just because he was skillful, that had he applied ointment before for other people too?
Despite the fact that Westleyâs touch was insanely calming. Gabrielle didnât want him to be too nice to her since she was afraid she would get addicted to it. Gabrielle was aware that if someone was kind to her, she naturally wanted more from them, even though she knew she shouldnât.
âWell, itâs okay. Iâm not afraid of pain. Plus, I am not so delicate,â Gabrielled seriously replied âI can see.â Westley was earned the two slaps from Estelle must heavy. but when he arrived, heidnât see Gabrielle cry out of pain Gabrielle didnât spendore, and neither did Westley. T Voom fell into a comforting silence.
In the past, Gabrielle hated to be alone with him. But now, she felt nice, silently staying together with him.
After a while, Westley stopped rubbing his hand at her wound. He covered the ointment and put it on the table.
âI have finished applying it. Get dressed and have some rest on the bed. I am going to check if the dinner is ready or 110t.â
Westley stood up to leave the room.
âWell, I donât want to eat anything right now. I donât feel much hungry. It doesnât matter if itâs late. And, by the way, thank you for helping me with the ointment.â On the contrary, Gabrielle felt uncomfortable be gabi.com The gentler Westley was to her, the A scared she felt. Because Gabriel d as worried, she wouldnât be a do hold herself back from falling love with him. It was fatal for her fall in love with someone she sbonât love and receive kindness on people she shouldnât be close 0 âGo back to band get some rest. I hope you donât want me to carry you to bed, do you?â Raising an eyebrow, Westley stared at her swollen face, worrying about her. âWill she be fine?â
Estelleâs two wild slaps could have damaged Gabrielleâs face.
âNo need, I can go by myself.â Gabrielle hurried towards the bed to rest, afraid that Westley would carry her without even a warning, Westley left after she cuddled up on the bed. When he came downstairs, he saw Remy drinking coffee in front of the French windows. Although Remy seldom smoked, coffee was his addiction.
âHowâs it? Have you finished applying the ointment on Gabby? Is her wound not severe?â Without even looking behind him.
Remy was aware that Westley was coming.
âItâs just a little bruise. Not too senov Iâve applied the ointment and ed Westley also raised his he looked out of the glass window as a small yard in Half Moon Baymonth ago, it was full of weeds, NV, it looked like a beautiful little gaNN âThis place really needed a hostess. After she came here, everything has changed. This house felt much more vibrant than your luxurious and spacious Vineyard Villa, and itâs comfortable to live here too. No wonder Gabby wants to stay.â Remy wasnât wrong when he stated that.
Half Moon Bay was not as big as Vineyard Villa, Nevertheless, the garden and interior decorations of Half Moon Bay made it a livable small home.
After Gabrielle took care of it, Half Moon Bay had become completely different now.
âSometimes, only personal care can give life to things. I can already feel that the flowers and plants that Gabby had planted will be more lively and beautiful. â Remy smiled.
âI think itâs useless to praise Gabve when sheâs not around.â Westley X it very pleased to listen to Vemy continuously praise Gabrielle Niher did he want to hear him to about her anymore. âI was just telling that you have a good wife. If you wonât want to hear it, then forget about it.â Ignoring Westleyâs anger, Remy waved his hand and took a sip from his cup of coffee.
âThereâs a thing to coffee beans. The same beans brewed by different people Laste differently. When Gabby made it last time, it tasted much better. My skills are far from hers.â Continuing to praise Gabrielle, Remy kind of disliked the coffee he made.
âWhat do you mean?â Westley vaguely heard, unable to tell something âWhat I mean is very simple. Gabby made the delicious caffee I talked about. Sheâs so good she could be a barista. I remember that you were offered a cup of coffee. Didnât you drink it?â Remy curiously looked at Westleyâs face.