Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 32 Online Read

Chapter 32 Treat Her Better With Miley’s insistence, Westley had no choice but to take Gabrielle back to the Vineyard Villa “Grandma, we’re back. I’ll ask Alvin to drive you back to the Morris’ Mansion so that you can rest early.” Westley had no plans of inviting his grandmother into the villa. He wanted her to stay in the car and let Alvin drive her directly to the Morris’ Mansion.

Miley‘s face darkened, and she deliberately stared daggers at his grandson. “Westley, don’t you love me anymore? We’ve just arrived at your house. Why don’t you invite me inside for a cup of tea?”

Westley was at a loss for words. He could not think of anything in protest and could only look at Miley incredulously.

“Gabrielle, come and help me get out of the car. You’re also the owner of this house. Will you welcome me as a guest?” Miley asked Gabrielle, who was standing outside by the car door.

Meanwhile, Gabrielle looked at Westley cautiously. She sensed that the look in his eyes had become colder.

“Grandma, you didn’t have to flatter me. If I know. Westley only wants to throw me out of the Vineyard Villa. He doesn’t seem to stand my presence, let alone be his mistress for so long.”

“Well, Gabrielle, it seems that you don’t want to welcome me either. Fine. I won’t make trouble for you two. Alvin, drive me back to the Morris’ Mansion, will you? I won’t come here ever again,” Miley ordered with a scowl. Seeing that Gabrielle did not do anything, Miley pretended to be angry to coax Gabrielle into doing what she wanted.

If Miley were an actress, she would have won a best actress award. Her acting was excellent. and could fool anyone. U “Gabrielle, what are you waiting for? Come here and help Granny. Do you really want to make her angry?” Westley finally budged to Miley’s requests. With an exasperated sigh, he asked Gabrielle to help his grandmother.

Not wanting to delay any longer, Gabrielle quickly walked towards the car and looked at Miley respectfully. “Grandma, let me help you.”

“About time! Why did you even hesitate? I’ve been nothing but kind to you!” Miley scolded Gabrielle with a feigned scowl.

“Grandma, I know that I’ll always remember how kind you are to me for the rest of my life, – Gabrielle replied with sincere gratitude. She then held Miley’s hand and helped her get out of the car carefully.

“Grandma, please enjoy your tea here. I’m going back to the company.” Westley chimed as he got back into the car.

Westley. how dare you leave?! You must stay at home and take care of Gabrielle. Your wife is sick, but you’d rather go to work than accompany her. Don’t you want to be a good husband?” Miley asked while glaring at him.

“Grandma, Gabrielle is fine, but the company isn’t. I have a lot of things to deal with in the company In all honesty. Westley did not wish to be with Gabrielle, not even for a minute.

Unfortunately, Miley was persuading him to stay at home and be with Gabrielle for a day. Wouldn’t that be torture for him?

“Your company has a lot of shareholders and executives. Don’t they need to do something? Why do you have to do everything? I’m sure the company won’t fall if you take a day off,” Miley reasoned out sternly. It seemed that she had no plans of letting Westley leave.

Seeing Miley’s sternness, Gabrielle only had one thought in mind: Miley is amazing.

She may be an old lady, but she was a domineering female boss.

In her mind, Gabrielle silently gave her grandmother 10, 000 likes.

“Grandma, it’s not as serious as you said,” Westley retorted exasperatedly. He had no idea what do with Miley anymore.

Sadly. Miley merely paid him a sideways glance. She then turned to look at Alvin and said, “Alvin, your boss is going to take a day off to accompany his wife at home. You back to the company and take charge of his work for now. If you can’t, just leave it for tomorrow. Don’t you dare bother Westley, understand?

Alvin looked at Westley cautiously and then nodded seriously in response. “Understood.”

“Okay then. Go now.” Miley waved at Alvin. With that, he left as told.

Neil came out to welcome them. Seeing that Miley was there, in fear of offending her, he immediately put on a smile. “Madam, Mr. Morris, Miss Jones,” he greeted one by one.

Unfortunately, Miley seemed displeased with the Neil’s greeting. “What do you mean by ‘Miss Jones’? Gabrielle is Westley’s wife. From now on, you should call her Mrs.

Morris. Tell that to everyone. If I hear anyone call her ‘Miss Jones” again, I’ll be angry.” Miley ordered sharply.

Then, she looked at the butler with a fierce gaze, which made himn obey at once.

“Madam, I see. I’ll tell everyone right away.” Neil agreed. Well, he had no choice anyway.

The Vineyard Villa belonged to Westley and had always been in accordance with his orders However, the servants obeyed and respected Miley the way they would to Westley.

Miley was as domineering as a queen. Nobody dared to defy her words in fear of suffering from her wrath.

“You’re an old friend of the Morris. You should know the rules by now. Don’t let me remind you this again,” she reiterated.

Of course, Neil humbly accepted her request. “I apologize, Madam. I’ll do as you wish right away.” 4 Just as he promised, he immediately left to inform the servants. He was afraid that they would make a mistake and, in turn, displease Miley even more. 1 If that happened, things would be very difficult to deal with, “Gabrielle, it seems that you’ve suffered a lot here,” Miley remarked as she held Gabrielle’s hands.

“I’m fine, Grandma. Things are actually good here,” Gabrielle reasoned out. Well, she did not want any conflict to occur between Miley and Westley because of her.

Unfortunately, her explanation did not seem to work “Gabrielle, you don’t have to speak for Westley. I can see things myself.” Miley cast a stern glance at Wesley and added, “That bastard must have ordered these servants to treat you like this.”

As if her words were not enough to condemn. Westley, she concluded, “Westley, I’ve already told you not to bully her. You and the servants are plotting against Gabrielle, aren’t Miley was sure that it was Westley, who ordered the servants to call Gabrielle “Miss Jones’. After all, he was the head of the villa, so it was only right for the servants to obey him. Without his order, how could the servants call Gabrielle that? 1 “Grandma, why don’t you ask Gabrielle before you make a conclusion?” Westley asked, his eyes looked glum in annoyance. He looked at Gabrielle coldly, which made her feel somehow intimidated.

She figured that his patience must have Teached its limit. If she did not do anything, she would be the last one to suffer in the end.

No, it’s not like that, Grandma. It was actually me who asked them to call me ‘Miss Jones’. I didn’t like the way they addressed me before. They were so formal and polite, so I asked them to call me that instead. it has nothing to do with Westley,” she quickly explained. blaming herself was better. At least it would not be inconvenient to anyone After hearing Gabrielle’s explanation, Miley had no choice but to believe her.

“Gabrielle, you’re so kind! Westley treats you like this, but you still choose to be on his side. What can I say to you?” Miley was at awe at how considerate Gabrielle was. It actually made her like Gabrielle more.

Instead of saying something that could make Westley look bad, Gabrielle put the blame on herself instead. What a silly girl!

“Westley, did you hear that? Even though you’ve bullied her many times, she’s still on your side. You’d better treat her better!”

Miley preached Miley preached Without saying a word, Westley turned around and walked away.

Behind his indifferent facade, he was actually fuming with anger.