Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 226
Lock You In My Heart
Chapter 226 You Are The Madam Of The Family Gabrielle didnât realize what Sophie meant by saying âYou are the madami of the family.
After all, she had never been treated nicely. The statement made her feel little insecure.
.com In the Jones family. she did have much power to express ha personal preferences because she Ninât want Wendy and others to ththat she was too picky. If that Jypened, theyâd disliked her more. Oh the exception of seafood, she a N atever was prepared for her She didnât ask for favors either. Her principle was to avoid making trouble for others.
âGabrielle, just let Sophie know what you want to eat in the future. You have the right to make requests in this house. If you donât like it, you donât have to force yourself to eat it.â Noticing the conflicted expression on her face, Westley guessed what she was thinking.
in surprise and Gabrielle stared at him disbelief. âReally?â
âOf course. If you canât even choose what you want, whatâs the point of being my wife?â Westley frowned.
âIâm not your real wife anyway.â Gabrielle murmured.
âWhat did you say?â Westley he something, but Gabrielleâs voice too low for him to catch it.
KNOT âOh, nothing. I just wan say that since you like coffee so I can make it for you next time abrielle offered. âDr. Remy has t he coffee I made and he liked ud our colleagues in studio also said I was delicious.â
Gabrielle wasnât boasting. She was just telling the truth.
Westley recalled that Remy said the same thing. They used the same coffee beans and the same machine, but Gabrielleâs was more delicious.
But when he heard that she has made coffee for Remy and her colleagues in the studio, Westley was a little unhappy.
Was Gabrielle going to be an intern or a barista?
âI thought you work in the jewelry designerâs studio as an intem. Why did you make coffee for others? Do you want to be a jewelry designer or an errand Westley asked coldly.
Hearing this, Gabrielle was stud. Then, she realized that she has too far, so she explained herselfm ly. âI just wanted to help when I free. Iâm really confident about mag coffee, so I made it for my colle Wes. My biggest dream is to be a jew designer!â
âWell, then w ard. If you donât want to stay in Jasonâsmall studio, I can hire top jewelry designers in the world to teach you...â
âOh, no, no, no, Iâm fine. Iâm sure I can learn a lot from Jason. Iâm still a newbie in jewelry design field, and I need more time to study hard to enrich myself.â Gabrielle started to panic. âEven if you hire a top jewelry designer to teach me, I donât deserve it. I donât have the abilities to be their apprentice.â
Every fresh jewelry designer had the dream to become the top jewelry designer in the world, including Gabrielle However, she was more motivated to improve herself. She would study with a top jewelry designer when she was qualified enough, only then she wou deserve the honor.
She didnât have the guts to do n ow âWhy are you such a cowa commented Westley It was a light-hearteomment, but he understood. Thixonan would never blindly ask for mething she couldnât take control of. He liked her for being determined and down-to-earth, always willing to learn from the grassroots.
In todayâs impulsive society, few young people were as calm and steady as her.
âIâm not a coward. I just know myself well.â Gabrielle pouted.
Westley was such a mean man. How was she a coward? That wasnât the case at all. But Gabrielle would admit that she did get a little bit nervous in front of Westley âWhen you go back to the studio, donât make coffee for them anymore. If I catch you doing it one more time, I wonât ever let you set foot in that place again Westley eyed her seriously. .
This was not a negotiation but an order.
Jason was Austinâs cousin and he VOY frequently visit. Westley was ned that he had no reason to ask Selle to leave the studio, but now he one.
âYou... youâre so unreas Oble! As a new member, Iâm just tryin â âGabrielle, Iâm N iscussing with you. What I say is nial.â Westley narrowed his eyes.
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Westley lifted the cup and took a sip. He frowned, not because of the taste, but because it still smelled unpleasant.
âOkay, itâs fine.â
Gabrielle ignored him and continued to eat her breakfast.
Westley didnât think he was wrong. He pictured Gabrielle to be an easy-going and friendly person at work. Everyone would ask her for help when they had trifles. Sheâd make coffee for them they asked. Why couldnât people order coffee take-outs nowadays? He was only thinking of her, bu Morielle was a little upset about it as really unreasonable elworld.com âDrink it.â Westleyished the cup towards Gabrielle, Bou Ailno âAh, why should help you to finish it? I donât want to drink it.â Gabrielle took a look at the drink and refused directly. She was still angry. This man said something wrong, but he didnât even apologize. He was such a bully.
âSophie gave me a lot, I canât drink it all, You suggested I drink some milk, so letâs share,â Westley reminded. âDonât waste food, Gabrielle. Money doesnât grow on trees.â
âI wonât...â
âSophie, watch after her, alright? Take care of her wounds, too. Iâm off to work.â Regardless of Gabrielleâs protests, Westley stood up and left the dining Toom.
âDamn it! He left on purpose!â
She hadnât even finished her own glass of milk yet.
As Westley confidently walked don Me stairs, Gabrielle shouted at him N . âWestley, youâre going too farlo Westley just glanced Vier quietly. âSophie, watch her finisier meal. If she doesnât finish all of in u can go back to the Morris Mansion âOkay, Mr. Morris. Be careful on the road. âSophie nodded.
Flames of anger grew in Gabrielleâs heart as she watched Westley drive away.
âSophie, donât you think Westley has gone too far? How could he treat an injured patient like this?â Gabrielle looked at Sophie with resentment.