Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 238
Lock You In My Heart
Chapter 238 Westleyâs Birthday Gabrielle went back to her room and took out the packing materials. As soon as she opened the door, she came face to face with Westley, unexpectedly bumping into his chest âWhatâs the hurry? Or do you like throwing yourself at me now. Westley held her shoulders firmly, looking at her mischievously.
âOh, please...â Gabrielle rolled her eyes.
She was somewut annoyed. Why would she like throwing herself at him? He was so full of himself.
Then, she took a deep breath, fixing her mood. âAnyway, have you finished your work?â
âYes. What are you going to do?â Westley asked, eyeing the pink bag in her hand âOh, Iâll wrap up the orchid pots for grandfatherâs birthday. I want them to look more formal.â Gabrielle showed the bag to him Hearing this, Westley understood what she was thinking, âOkay, you just go ahead and Iâll change my clothes first.â
âAre you going out?â Gabrielle asked.
âIâll head to the office in a while. Thereâs something I need to look into.â
âOkay.â Without asking inore questions, Gabrielle headed downstairs.
com Gabrielle and Sophie started working on the gifts. First, they wipe the flowers clean and then placed enth of them in a beautiful gift bag. Afte that, they tied a pink ribbon around it, completing the look Going down the stairs, Westley caught sight of Gabrielle skillfully tying a beautiful bow knot. She had a clever mind and nimble hands. He watched her in admiration, thinking if there was anything in the world that she couldnât No matter what Gabrielle did, she could easily attract his attention.
She was exactly an eye-catching girl.
âMr. Morris, are you going out now?â Sophie asked curiously, taking in Westleyâs sleek business attire.
âIâll be heading to the company after lunch.â Saying so, he strode towards Gabrielle âOkay. Iâll prepare you meals.â Sophie quickly slipped away, leaving the two of them alone.
âDid you do all these?â Westley sat down, smiling Gabrielle happily showed the newly packaged orchids on the table to him. âYes. Arenât they beautiful?â
Westley nodded and then faced her. âGabrielle, is there anything you canât do?â Heâd always wanted to ask this question for a long time now.
Gabrielle was stunned for a second, not understanding what he meant. âWestley. donât think so highly of me. In fact, Iâm not as good as you think Iâm not a perfect person. I have faults and Iâm not good at everything. Gift-wrapping is just a simple thing. A lot of girls can do it,â u Did many girls know how to pack gifts?
Westley didnât think so.
Nowadays, a lot of girls couldnât take care of themselves, especially those so called rich girls. They always lived a spoiled life and didnât know any better than to spend money. Above all, they were mostly bad-tempered and wayward Gabrielle wasnât like that.
This woman survived in the wildermed only with her wits and life skills She was also level-headed and patient. Most of the time, she kept to herself, doing her own things. She was always obedient and reserved. He believed that was how women should be. These were the qualities Westley liked in a woman.
âLike Gabrielle?
This idea flashed into his mind. Westley shook his head âMaybe thatâs $o. You know yourself better than I do. I guess I overestimated you,â Westley answered honestly.
Gabrielle was speechless. He was the one who praised her, and now he was taking it back What an annoying man! Gabrielle didnât want to stoop to his level. So she changed a subject.
âBy the way, whenâs your birthday. Westley?â Gabrielle had a sudden impulse to celebrate his birthday with him before they got divorced. Even if they separated before his birthday, she could still prepare a nice gift for him.
After all, they were a couple, and Westley was nice to her even if he wasnât her reaNhusband. Sheâd want to show him her gratitude âYouâre my wife. How can you not know my birthday?â Westley asked, raising his eyebrows.
Gabrielle was taken aback. Their relationship was fake, and Westley was not some celebrity she idolized. How could he expect her to know these things?
She had planned on giving him a gift, but now she gave up!
âThen, I wonât ask. Just forget it.â Having lost her patience, she didnât want to ask again. Westley just smiled, amused by her reaction.
During lunch, Gabrielle didnât say a word. Westley was quiet as well, just watching her eat. Somehow it made him feel nice looking at her eating silently.
For Sophie, this was nothing new. One moment, theyâd be sweet, and tho Next second they could shy away or be indifferent So, she could tell there was nothing to worry about. She had been used to it.
After lunch, it was time for Westley to leave. He gave Sophie his orders, then turned to his wife.
âGabrielle, I wonât come back this afternoon. Iâll ask Alvin to send you to the hotel. If you need anything, just tell him or call me,â
Westley said. 3 âWhat?â Gabrielle blurted out. âArenât you going to Grandpaâs birthday party tonight?â
âDo you want me to go there so much?â Westley asked, raising his eyebrows.
âNo, I donât. I donât care whether you go or not.â Gabrielle snapped at him.
If Westley couldnât be bothered to talk to her nicely, then why should she be polite to him?
Westley brushed it off. He thought she was just throwing a tantrum.
âI have some important matters to deal with this afternoon. If anything Gurgent comes up. just call me. Iâm leavmig now.â Then, he walked out the door, When his car drove cut of the yard, Gabrielle stopped pretending to be angry and looked at Sophie seriously.
âSophie, do you know when Westleyâs birthday is?â Gabrielle asked.
Even if Westley didnât answer her question, she could ask Sophie. Gabrielle believed she couldnât refuse.
âOh, itâs easy to remember Mr. Morrisâs birthday. Itâs on Christmas Eve.â Sophie Smiled.