Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 79 Read Online

Chapter 79 Away From Home Gabrielle felt a little tired after explaining Why was Westley so demanding?

It was Westley who wanted to draw a line with Gabrielle. He even asked her to not make any trouble in his name. Now that she already solved the problem on her own, he was still mad at her. She didn’t know what to do with him anymore.

It didn’t matter what she wanted to do, he would still have the final say. She didn’t know what else she could do in order to make him happy. He was always angry at her. Always angry.

She didn’t even understand why he chose to marry her for atonement if he abhorred her in the first place “I know you hate me so much, Westley,” she said to him, “You’re angry at me and you will always be, no matter what I do.” Her voice started to crack in frustration. “Why did you choose to marry me for atonement? Why?” It wasn’t her intention to say those things but she couldn’t keep it to herself anymore. She felt a little crestfallen with this whole situation with Westley.

For some reason, Westley’s fist clenched. Gabrielle saw it. She looked at his eyes, staring back at her deeply. where she could see a lot of anger and darkness within.

“Don’t get me wrong. Gabrielle,” he uttered. smirking a little. “If only there are other adopted daughters of Jones, I won’t marry you so don’t flatter yourself. Unfortunately for me, you’re the only one. I have been left with no choice.” Westley felt so provoked that he just uttered whatever words came into his mind.

Hearing his regard, Gabrielle felt the same anger he felt. The pleading girl a while ago was now staring back at him with the same intensity his eyes gave off. She squeezed her eyes shut and took a deep breath for control. “I see,” she said matter-of-

factly. “Then I will go to Sloane’s apartment for now. I’ll just stay there until you feel fine.” She forced a cold smile. “I guess if you don’t see me. you’ll be in a great mood, Westley.” 5 It was the first time he had seen her in such a helpless state. Her usual bright dark eyes suddenly lost their luster. Such a look stabbed into Westley’s heart. What was he doing? +

He let out a sigh. “What do you mean, Gabrielle?” With eyebrows crossed, Westley raised his voice. He stared at her, his eyes cheerless How dare she threaten him with running 13.04 away from home? Where did she get the herve for doing that?

“Westley,” she said, almost in a whisper, wincing, looking like she was in pain. “Please let go of my hand. It hurts, please.” She looked at him firmly.

With what he heard, Westley unconsciously loosened his grip on her wrist. Where was his mind all this time? He didn’t even notice he was squeezing her tight for so long He frowned upon seeing that he left a red mark on her tender wrist.

A trace of bitterness flashed through his heart, but it disappeared quickly.

There was silence for a moment. Since he was so quiet and chose to not say anything anymore, Gabrielle turned around and went upstairs.

Not long after, she came rushing back downstairs with a bag in her hand, And yet he thought she wasn’t serious about staying out of their home for a few days. After all, he really didn’t believe that she had the courage to leave home.”

But now that she had packed her things up.it made everything real.

“Are you really going away?” Westley cast a “I’m not kidding I’m serious about that,” she said, “I will do what I aid. It’s final and You can’t tell me otherwise.” She said those words calmly but coldly.

Because Gabrielle knew that the more uneasy she would look in front of him, the more satisfied he would be. Didn’t he ask her to marry him because he wanted to torture her?

“Fine. You can go.” He said those words disdainfully.

Neil had been observing them from afar, right at the back of the walls separating the kitchen and the living room. Upon seeing her walking towards the door, he grabbed her bag to stop her from leaving. “Miss Jones, where are you going?”

“I make Westley angry now, Neil,” she said, almost catching her breath in anger and haste. “I need to go out for a few days.

Please let me out of his sight” Gabrielle took the blame, but she made sure it was loud enough to be heard by Westley who was watching her.

“What?” Neil asked, glancing at Westley and back to Gabrielle. “What did you do to make him angry? I’m sure he was just toying with “Neill. I am not a person who toys around especially with Gabrielle, Westley said as he entered the conversation. “If she wants to leave, then let her. There are plenty of places for her to stay with.” He turned around lazily. rolling his eyes, and walked towards the study room, completely ignoring Gabrielle.

No one dared to do that with Westley. No one was that bull-headed when it came to him. She was the only one who did that to him.

As soon as he left, Neil tightened his grip on Gabrielle’s bag. “Miss Jones, Mr. Morris has never been that irritated before,” he said. “He will calm down later, I promise. You don’t have to leave Couples should understand each other, right?

You do realize that Westley and I are not a real couple? We don’t have to understand each other,” she said. She could hear the frustration in her own voice. “I’ll go to the hospital to visit my friend, so I won’t come back tonight.” She didn’t exert an effort to take her bag from Neil. Sloane’s house had a lot of supplies she would need anyway. It should be enough for her to use for several She and Westley had been in a difficult relationship recently. They both needed some time to calm down.

She hadn’t even got the chance to get even with him for the days he was with Holly, but here he was, having the audacity to get mad at her because of Micheal. It really made her She had never done anything wrong and yet he made her look like a traitora woman who betrayed her husband.

“Miss Jones...”

“Well, Neil, I’m not leaving this house for good,” she said. “It’ll just be for a few days until Westley calms down.” After all, she was still a sinner who couldn’t get rid of her husband With that, Neil stopped asking her to stay. “Then I’ll ask the driver to take you to the hospital.”

“Sure.” She smiled a bit. “Thank you, Neil.” It was a blunt reply “Miss Jones, if you ever change your mind, please call Westley and just apologize,” he said. “He might be angry but he’s easy to coax. This would be over that quickly.” A suggestion from Neil.

Huh. She never wanted to do that! She never wanted to talk him into something She ignored his ridiculous suggestion and went ahead. When she arrived at the hospital. she came to Sloane and was stopped by the bodyguards at the door of the ward.

“What happened?! Why don’t you let me in?! I’m Gabrielle.” Gabrielle threw a confused look at the two towering bodyguards in black. They were the same ones before so why didn’t they recognize her?

“We know it’s you, Miss Jones,” one of them said. “But you’re not allowed to go in. This is Mr. Morris” new order. I’m sorry.

Without his permission, you can’t visit Miss Sloane – The bodyguard wasn’t showing any emotions at Damn it!

She wanted to shout at Westley for doing that. It was so unfair and unnecessary! Why did he stop her from going in the ward?

It was her best friend lying inside on that bed. How could he stop her? Why?!

“Why don’t you let me in?!” She was getting really frustrated now. “Let me in!” Gabrielle shouted at them ferociously.

“Miss Jones, you can call Mr. Morris and ask for his permission, the other one advised. “If he agrees. We will let you in.” The bodyguards still weren’t showing any emotions. Not even a tiny bit of guilt on the wonder presented to them by her husband.

Gabrielle took her phone out, determined She unlocked the sce11 and locked it again. It was obvious that Westley was just forcing her to call him. He was so evil at doing it this way. She almost fell into his trap, but she was stronger than this.

She just decided to peek inside through the small window and saw that Sloane was lying quietly on her bed. It didn’t matter as long as her best friend was fine. Westley could choke because he could never make her call him. She wouldn‘t walk into his trap