Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 294
Lock You In My Heart
Chapter 294 Blackboo Seeing that she had taken the initiative to talk to him, Westley did not put on airs anymore, and all the unhappiness on his face slowly receded.
âThe puppy doesnât have a name yet. Heâs just a few days old. I just got him, and I didnât have the time to name him. You can go ahead and pick out his name, â Westley explained calmly.
He was willing to use the puppy as an excuse to communicate more with her, After all, Gabrielle liked the little guy very much âReally? Hmm, what should I name you?â Gabrielle suddenly became nervous.
As a little girl, she loved baby animals and wanted to have a pet of her own, but her foster parents never allowed her.
She never had a chance to name a pet until now.
It was her first time.
So she supposed it was normal that she was feeling a bit terse. âWhat about Little Black?â Westley suggested âLittle Black?â
It was too generic for Gabrielle.
âHeâs Blackâs puppy, so it makes sense to call him Little Black,â he added. Westley was not a pet loverâ, so growing up, he had never had a pet. So he was not really the first person one would ask for a pet name. Westley never had the thought or patience for it.
âBlack has more than one puppy. so technically, there are many Little Blacks. I want his name to be unique. Iâm thinking Blackboo. What do you think?â Gabrielle did not have much experience in naming pets as well, but she thought that uniqueness was a factor to consider when naming a pet.
âHeâs yours. You can name him whatever you want.â Westley just nodded nonchalantly as per usual.
He cared more about the dog making Gabrielle happy than the dog itself. Blackboo it is then. Itâs adorable and sounds like the name of a dark gem. This little guy is my little dark gem. Hi, Blackboo. Do you like your new name?â Gabrielle cooed at Blackboo, and Blackboo stared at her like he understood what she was saying.
Looking at Gabrielle and the puppy. Westley suddenly had a thought. He imagined Gabrielle coaxing a child.
He wondered if she would be as gentle to a baby as she was to Blackboo.
Maybe she would be gentler and look ten times more enchanting.
âWoof, woof, woof!â
Blackboo barked at Gabrielle as if to answer her yes, which was so adorable.
âThatâs a good boy!â Gabrielle giggled and then turned to Westley. âWhy did Tucker give us one of Blackâs puppies by the way?â
she asked. Gabrielle was confused.
She did not have a close relationship with Tucker. She liked Black very much, but she never expected to be chosen to adopt one of his puppies.
*The family that borrowed Black for breeding has given Tucker several puppies. He knew you liked dogs, so he decided to let you adopt one. Do you have a problem with that?â There was no emotion in Westleyâs eyes. He was 50 good at hiding this true feelings that Gabrielle had given up completely on trying to read him long ago.
But of course Gabrielle had no problem at all with adopting Blackboo. She was very happy that Tucker gave him to her.
âNo problem at all. I will take good care of him.â Gabrielle was overjoyed.
Hearing her reply, a faint smile appeared on Westleyâs face and then disappeared quickly.
He had to keep his facial expression neutral around Gabrielle.
Some things were not meant for her to see. At least not now.
*Very well. Blackboo may not be a child, but heâs still a big responsibility. I hope youâre up for the task. Donât give up on him when things get tough.â Westley cleared his throat and eyed Gabrielle seriously.
âYes, I know. Donât worry. I will feed him every day, bathe him, and play with him. + Gabrielle nodded with a determined look on her face She had never stopped smiling since she laid eyes on Blackboo. Even a stranger who met her for the first time would be able to tell that she had a soft spot for animals But if she has to feed the dog and even bathe him every day, how could she have time to accompany me?â thought Westley. .
âIâll ask Sophie to help you with him. Start by walking him in the yard every morning.â Westley muttered.
âAll right. Hey, Blackboo, are you hungry? Let me get you some milk. Wait here.â Gabrielle stood up. put Westleyâs coat on the sofa, thanked him, and went to the kitchen.
Soon, she returned with a cup of warm milk in one hand and a small saucer in the other.
âHere you go, Blackboo.â
Gabrielle in front of Blackboo who was sitting at Westleyâs feet.
Blackboo seemed to be comfortable and behaved around Westley. Maybe it was because they had bonded a little over the time that they spent together.
âGo ahead, little guy. Drink your milk. Iâll give you more after you finish it.â Gabrielle encouraged Blackboo to drink from the saucer, but Blackboo just stared at her, then at the saucer, and then back at her.
Finally, after a few moments, Blackboo tried to drink some milk, but it seemed like he did not know how to drink from a saucer at all. He almost toppled over the saucer when he tried to stick his snout into it.
âMrs. Morris, you have to feed the puppy with a milk bottle. Heâs too young, he doesnât know how to drink by himself yet.â Sophie walked in with a small milk bottle in hand.
It was cute and white and pink, which Gabrielle found pretty.
âOh, of course, youâre right. Give me the bottle, and Iâll feed him.â Gabrielle stood |Õ½ÖÕ¡Õ¶Ö Õ¢Õ¬Õ¥Õ¸ Õ¥Ö up happily and was about to take the milk bottle from Sophie, but Westley suddenly interjected.
âLet Sophie feed him. Donât move around too much. Youâve just been discharged from the hospital, remember? Have a seat and relax.â Westley could not stand it anymore. Since Blackboo arrived, all of Gabrielleâs attention had been on him. Westley did not like it when Gabrielle was too preoccupied to notice him.
âIâll just have to hold the bottle over his mouth. Itâs not too much work. Iâll be fine.â Of course Gabrielle wanted to feed Blackboo herself because she wanted to bond with him.
Westley did not even look at her. Instead, he looked at Sophie, and Sophie immediately understood what he meant.
âIâll take care of the little guy. Mrs. Morris. Donât worry about him. You should take it easy.â Sophie withdrew the bottle from Gabrielle.
Gabrielle knew that Sophie took orders from Westley. She could not just grab the milk bottle away from her. Conceding. Gabrielle dipped her chin and took a seat on the sofa.
âHis name is Blackbo, Sophie. You can call him Blackboo.â Gabrielle flashed Sophie a weak smile.
âBlackboo. What an adorable name.â Sophie replied and went to feed the puppy After Sophie put the bottle in his mouth, Blackboo almost immediately drank it. After a few moments, the bottle was empty, and Blackbooâs little tummy was bulging. He was so full.
He hobbled back on the carpet toward Westley and settled by his feet. He looked as if he wanted to sleep.
âOh, Blackboo is so cute, and he likes you very much, Westley,â Gabrielle could not help saying. âMaybe itâs just because I was the first person he saw when he arrived here.â Westley did not have that much affection for animals, but animals had always been drawn to him.
In the past, every time he went to a zoo or a farm, the animals would always try to approach him, and they would only go away when he told them to.
So he was not surprised that Elackboo wanted to be near himni.
âIt seems that youâre quite popular among baby animals.â Gabrielle looked at him with an adoring smile on her face. Westley was a little started by the indescribable tenderness in her eyes.
âI suppose Iâm not that bad to repel them, â Westley replied modestly.
âIâll take Blackboo out to enjoy the sunshine for a while.â Gabrielle bent down and picked up Blackboo.
âHeâs trying to sleep. Let him. Besides, itâs not that sunny outside. Itâs windy and cold. You and Blackboo are going to freeze out there. Stay here.â Westley stopped her.
âWeâll go to the garden house then,â Gabrielle insisted and stood up.
Before Westley could protest more, his phone rang