Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 276

Chapter 276 Don‘t Need Us To Worry About Gabrielle put down the cake and followed Westley upstairs. Although she didn’t want to speak to him, she knew she had to help him wash and change his clothes because of his injured hand. Yet, Westley’s temper pissed her off. It was so willful and selfish, and he didn’t care if he hurt others in the process.

But Gabrielle had no option. He was her husband, and she would always have to tolerate his anger and stand by him. That Was why she was his wife.

Remy and Sophie lounged at the kitchen door and watched as Westley and Gabrielle sauntered up the stairs One after the other “I don’t think we have to be bothered about their relationship, Sophie,” Remy said in a low voice. “I only think you have to help them get more intimate Westley seems too difficult to get close to.” As he ate the cake, Remy kept thinking about plotting against the couple.

He thinned slowly to himself. Inowing that Westkey would kill him if he found out about T.

“A lot has changed about Mr. Morris since he mamed Miss Tries. He seems to get better by the day, and it’s all thanks to Miss Jones. She’s a very capable woman!” Sophie said with a big smile. “You are right; Sophie. He’s really fortunate to have married a woman like Gabby. Hut he should learn to treat her well, and not make trouble for her.” Remy Said, his forehead creased in Seriousness He knew Gabrielle was a really good person. It was not difficult to know whether a woman was good or bad after seeing her for a while.

“Yes, he really is fortunate,” Sophie agreed. “Gabrielle is a very good person. I never met a girl as modest as her, Can you imagine that she often offers to help with the chores? I don’t know. Doctor Davis, but I’m afraid that Mr. Morris would do something bad to Miss Jones.” The worry peeked from Sophie’s voice.

Remy shook his head slightly. “I don’t think so,” he said finally “After all, she is his wife. Let me help you make dinner. – Remy turned and walked into the kitchen, having finished the cake.

“No, Doctor Davis. You don’t have to Worry about it; l’ll handle it. You are : doctor, and your hands and precious and not meant for such casual things. You may even get hurt if you cook. So, just go to the living room and relax,” Sophie said, running towards Remy and drawing hirri back by the arm. He shouldn’t be helping her out with kitchen chores. After all, his hands were for saving lives. and not for cooking, Remy stopped to look at Sophie. Then he grinned at her and walked out of the kitchen silently. He strode into the yard and pazed at the flowers that Gabrielle had planted. They were beautiful and bright as they glowed in the suri.

Gabrielle returned to the room to find Westley searching for clothes to take for a shower or something. He was doing this with his right hand rather uneasily and painfully. She hurried over to him, womed and concerned.

“Do you want to take a shower of chan your clothes? Oh Westley, you shouldn’t be this angry. Your hand still hurts, You should just have waited for me if you wanted anything.” she rebuked him.

“I want to take a shower. Will you help mr?” Westley asked, throwing her a cold Elance.

“Help him take a shower?”

That wasn’t going to be an easy task, but Gabrielle knew she couldn’t refuse to help him in this situation he was in.

“You don’t seem to want to help me. Well, you don’t have to worry anymore; I can help myself. I’m not completely disabled. It’s just my left hand that is injured,” Westley retorted.

Seeing he was really angry. Gabrielle recoiled. She spoke softly to him H10W. “You’re still angry at me for how I fed and scolded you earlier, Westley? 1′′111. sorry, but I was saying the truth. I really didn’t intend to scold you. And I didn’t really scold you.”

Gabrielle was stooping wow her ero to ace this nicely to hit She would let himni be if he still didn’t Appreciate her kindness She was only tolerating this impudence because of his injury.

Alnight; please help me take a shower.” Westley Elanced at her and said this.

“You want to take a shower, nght? Then I’ll min some water for you.” Gabrielle walked into the adjoining bathroom and ran some water. She soon returned to the room to check on Hirn.

He wasn’t wearing a shirt, so all she needed to do was to help him take off his trousers “Your trousers, Westley... Let me help you with...”

“You don’t have to help me take off my trousers if you don’t find it convenient. I can take my shower myself and take care of myself. You shouldn’t bother about me,” Westley said, standing from the bed and striding towards the bathroom.

‘Oh, my God! Why is his temper still so bad after being hurt?

Gabrielle wondered, knwiwing that Westley felt terrible because of his injury. But it wasn’t she who injured hüren, So why did he have to vent his anger on het?

She decided to overlook his rudeness and take care of hUEL After all, he had looked after her severally when she herself was injured. Now was the time to reciprocate his kindness. She tumed and followed him into the bathroom.

“Let me help you, Westley,” she said. offering to help him uribuckle his belt. He was standing beside the bathtub. urbuckling his belt with only one hand and so much difficulty. He looked at her and let her help him.

Binding slightly. Gabrielle unbuckled the belt with one quick move. Westley glanced down Suddenly at her with his eyebrows raised. “That was very smooth. ” He snickered Gabrielle didn’t know what he meant by that comment, but she knew it wasn’t a pleasant one at all.

This man!

What smooth She had never unbuckled any other man’s belt except his Bastard.

“So my belt is unbuckled.” Westley sneered Gabrielle ignored him and muttered, “Let me help you take off your trousers. You... – She frozë at önce, pulling down his underwear as well.

Westley was surprised at first, too. Then he smiled faintly.

*Your body seems to be more honest than your words;” Westley mumbled Gabrielle Towered her head in érnbarrassment. She didn’t dare look up at Westley’s face. Her face burned with hot perspiration.

She didn’t know what to do now She couldn’t let him wear it again.

So she gritted her teeth, making up her mind.

“Go on and have your shower. But be Careful not to run into your wound. I’II help you mut VDT body,” he said, tuming her face shyly to avoid his bumine gaze.

She was stunned. They had both had sex before, but she had never azed at his naked body this completely “Oh my God, Gabrielle! You’ve just seen something you shouldn’t see. I hope you wouldn’t go blind,’ she sighed inwardly.

Westley wanted to tease her, but he stopped seeing that she was so embarrassed. So he stepped into the bathtub, deliberately tuming his back to her.

“T’ll help you take the shower. If you need anything. just let me know,” Gabrielle said, inhaling deeply.

Then she began to rub huis back with a towel Sometimes, she was careful not to rub his body too hard. Other times, she was afraid that she was too light. So she ended up being too slow. Having never bathed people like this before, she had no experience “Is this fine, Westley. Gabrielle asked quietly. wamed that he might now ! comfortable with it Put in some mon pressure. You haven’t bathed other pe before?” Westley replied tably. Her hand was well as though there were no es in it. Once in R While his body would tincle when her hand touched his skin although she was holding a towel “No,” Gabrielle answered honestly How could she have bathed other people when she wasn’t a washwoman?

A satisfied in crawled through Westley’s lips when he heard this. But Gabrielle didn’t see it of course because his back was turned to her.