Lock You In My Heart

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Chapter 2 Do You Want Me To Change It For You

Gabrielle was stunned to see how exquisite the clothes were! She soon realized they were prepared for Westley’s fiancee, Nellie Collins. Gabrielle was only a substitute.

“Listen! I am giving you five minutes. If you don’t dress quickly, I will come and dress you myself!”

Westley’s displeased voice hit her ears, shocking her.

Gabrielle was trying to put up a strong front but in truth, she was scared out of her wits. She did not know to what extents this man could go. She quickly caught a light pink dress, and put it on thoughtlessly. When she caught herself in the mirror, she couldn’t believe her own appearance.

The off-shoulder top revealed her collar bones and shoulders teasingly. The knee-length, pleated hem granted her a dignified and elegant look. Surely, the dress was designed by some elite brand.

Exactly five minutes later, Westley slid the door of the wardrobe open, rudely barging in without a warning. He saw that Gabrielle was standing in front of mirror, looking at him with wide eyes.

The dress fitted her perfectly. It outlined the shape of her breasts and waist elegantly. Her exposed shoulders and slender legs caught his eye. He felt he was enticed by her, but he tried to suppress the feeling. He could not be attracted to Gabrielle.

“You didn’t have to come in here. I’m ready,” Gabrielle said in a small voice, looking at him reluctantly. She didn’t realize she was folding her hands across her chest as if she was naked.

“Didn’t I say I would only give you five minutes? Well, time’s up!”

Westley said cockily.

Gabrielle opened her mouth to say something but suddenly saw what Westley was holding in his hands. He had brought her a necklace and a pair of silver stilettos.

“Westley, I can’t wear this necklace.” The necklace was studded with diamonds. By merely looking at it, she could tell it was extremely expensive. After all, she had graduated majoring in jewelry design. She could tell the authenticity of a piece just by sight.

“I am lending it to you. Keep it safe. If you lose it, you will have to compensate for it. It costs more than a million dollars,”

Westley said matter-of-factly.

price of the piece had

necklace worth a

the cheapest. Besides, you can’t wear cheap jewelry and go out into the world as my wife! You might be shameless, but I am dignified and respected. Just put it on. It’s not a choice,” Westley said with a sigh. Gabrielle stared at him with her lips pursed, feeling stuck in her place. After a few seconds of silence, Westley spoke again impatiently. “Well? Do you want me

him of Bryce, the arrogant man

quickly snatched the necklace from his

grew even more impatient. Seeing how clumsy she was, his

grabbed the hook of the necklace and leaned toward her neck. Gabrielle was

hair the other

ordered Westley.

it’s okay. I’ll do it!”

repeat myself. Do what

her hair obediently. She looked up at the mirror and noticed how pale she looked. Gently, she dared to look at the reflection of the man behind her. He had a serious expression on his chiseled face and was very focused on the job

on

noticed how slender

how they felt against her face when she was woken

soon turned to

a necklace, and your face has turned red! Jesus! You

pockets. “I hope you can at least put the shoes on yourself. I don’t have any

at her

sat on a stool to wear the shoes, he observed the only thing

this pair of

had assumed the shoes would too. But sadly, she had to engage a little more with Westley. She

smaller wouldn’t have been a problem. But high-heeled shoes were designed too specifically. It would be really painful

your ugly roadside sneakers? Or do you want me to buy a new pair of shoes for you now? Gabrielle, don’t flatter yourself.” Gabrielle was surprised that Westley did

and shook

reach the Morris’ Mansion by seven o’clock. It’s

“No, not at all!”

should see you downstairs in five minutes. And you know I mean five when

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