Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 275

Chapter 275 Being Humiliated Westley sat there with his hurt ärm Wrapped in bandage. He looked up at Gabrielle quietly, not taking the cake from her His staring made Gabrielle very uncomfortable. She had no idea what was on his mind.

But then she realized that his arm was hurt, and the cute and helpless look he was giving Gabrielle made her guess that he wasn’t eating the cake because his arm was injured.

“You’re hurt, Westley. Do you want me to feed you?” Gabrielle asked straightforwardly.

It was not appropriate for her to ask himni in such direct terms, though. She had to consider what he would look like in front of people. As a man, he would be emasculated and seen as weak if he let her feed him in front of so many people She immediately regretted after thinking about it.

“No, thanks!” Weslley took it with his other non-injured hand. “Westley. you really don’t want me to feed you?’ Gabrielle handed the cake to “Wait First answer me: did you buy this cake?” Westley questioned her like a teacher, not eating it.

Gabrielle didn’t know how to inswer. Technically she hadn’t bought it – it was given to her by her classmate‘s mother.

And she was also learning how to bake cakes at Sandra’s bakery, because she wanted to make a birthday cake for Westley on his birthday.

Of course, she couldn’t tell him all that Flow – it wouldn’t be a surprise if she came out with it.

“Yes, I did!” Gabrielle agreed without hesitation, not womed about what was going through his mind.

Westley looked up at her quietly. It looks like he wanted to read her mind “Gabrielle you know I don’t like to be Galxielle suddenly felt low she didn’t dare to look into Wesley’s CYCS.

Because she knew she had lied.

Stillshe didn’t want to tell him the math. She had finally started to learn how to bake a cake just to surprise him.. She couldn’t tell him now.

“There’s some cake far Sophie, tad. I’ll give her some.” Gabrielle didn’t indulge him anymore and instead went to the kitchen with a piece of cake for Sophie using it as a lame excuse. .

Remy looked at Westley with a knowing smile as he sat next to him. “Are you making trouble for Gabby? She’s really worried about your injury and she even bought some cake for you. She even offered to feed you the cake herself, but you made her leave, so now you have to do it all by yourself. Would you like me to feed you?” .

“Get your hands off me. I don’t want youl to feed me,” Westley shouted at Remy and dodged away from his outstretched hand But Remy didn’t really want to feed him ... He just wanted to piss him off.

“Do you really think I want to feed you? I’m not kind like Gabby. who wanted to feed you and yot shoved away even after that. I feel sorry for her. No wonder she left 50 angrily.” Remy Smrked at Westley “What would you know? People who don’t know the situation are not qualified to talk here. Please go back after you finish your cake. You’re not welcome here.” Westley wasn’t in the mood to talk to Remy anymore. He was always on Gabrielle’s side.

He didn’t even know why he was behaving this way. How dare he have the nerve to back Gabrielle up time and time “She definitely hasn’t bought the cake. Maybe she made them herself – she’s probably working secretly at the cake shop and didn’t want to tell me she was short of money” u Just as Alvin had reported, Gabrielle didn’t receive any inheritance or pocket money from the Jones family, nor did she receive anything from Westley after they Woi got married. Westley hadn’t clfered to give her any packet money. Ind Gabriele hadn’t asked hirn for any either. She was probably going to care some money without making a big deal about it. .

what i tough, pride woman. 13 “I’m not going anywhere. I promised Sophie that I will have dinner here tonight, so there’s no point being mad at vol. 111 go to the kitchen to look for Sophie.” Not afraid of Westley’s fierce face, Remy bravely took the cake and went to the kitchen.

Westley stared at the cake in his hand. The chocolate mousse cake looked good, but when he imagined Gabrielle baking the cake herself, he felt sorry for her.

He lowered his head humbly and took a bite.

Gabrielle happened to come out just then and see what was going on. She was Sturned. His left arm was injured – he was barely able to move it – but he was still holding the cake with his right hand and biting into it. It was not like Westley at all.

It was remarkable that a man who cared Won much about his image would do such a Westley, why are you eating like this? Why didn’t tell me you couldn’t move Tout an? I told you i’d feed you.” Gabrielle took the cake away from his hand and wiped the cake off of his mouth with a tissue, just like a mother wipes off her naughty boy’s mouth “Weseley, look at you. There’s cake all over your mouth. Are you happy now?” Gabrielle said in a reproachful tone. She didn’t mean to blame hien on purpose. but she pitied him.

After all, Westley was the sort of man who would puff himself up only at his own cost, at the end of the day.

Why didn’t he want her to feed him? Was he worried that she would poison him?

“Gabrielle, are you reprimanding me now?” Westley knew that she wasn’t scolding him, even thoughi fier tone was slightly fierce.

She was worried about him, but Westley was unwilling to admit It was also the first time he ate cakes without a fork. He felt humiliated that he was found out by Gabrielle His only resolve was to remain cool and indiferent. How If anyone knew that he, the CEO of the Morris Group. ale the cake without a lock only because he was angry. and they say him with take sineared all over his mouth, he would be extremely hurniliated.

This was a first in his life, and Gabrielle saw it. That made Gabrielle his memesis.

Gabrielle’s matriarchal attitude was gone in a flash. She looked at him uneasily. “I ... I didn‘t riidan to scold you. You are Westley, after all! Who would dare to scold you? I’m just worried about you.”

Gabrielle clutched the tissue tightly in her first.

“Save it. Just don’t piss me off again.” Westley’s face softened.

“Do you want me to feed you?” Gabrielle’s tone softened, but her anxiety worsened. She regretted having scolded Westley just now “Okay,” said Westley coldly.. Gabrielle immediately sat down. picked up the piece of cake with one hand, 5000ped up a spoonful of cake for himm with her other hand and carried it towards Westley’s mouth.

“Ah, open your mouth.” Gabrielle Coaxed him as though she was interacting with a child Westley’s face darkened. He didn’t want to eat the cake that Gabrielle was feeding him, one bit.

“Westley, open your mouth. Here comes the cake!” Gabrielle used the same soothing, coaxing tone that she would use with a child. 3 “Gabrielle, I don’t want to eat any more!” Westley snapped. He shrugged Gabrielle off stood up and went upstairs.

Gabrielle looked at him as he walked away in a confused faze. He was the one who wanted the cake. Why was he so angry?

What was going on?