Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 36 Betrayal

in all her life, this was the first time that a man had embraced Gabrielle so intimately.

Oddly enough, Westley’s action somehow gave her a sense of satisfaction.

Her happiness with Westley was always fleeting and today would be no different. As soon as she walked into the room, Westley grabbed her and threw her on the bed forcefully. The softness of the bed did very little to comfort Gabrielle.

Gabrielle searched her mind to understand his temperament and failed to grasp the reason behind it

“Stop, it hurts… With sadness she looked at him pleadingly. As her eyes filled with tears and her face flushed with emotion she tried to look away before he could see his effect on her.

“Gabrielle, is something wrong and did I hurt you?” asked Westley, with a quizzical look on his face.

Wesley was concerned and hesitant to leave her in such a state.

Despite his concern, his expression was void of emotion and he glared coldly at her as she

Tecoiled in discomfort on the bed.

Gabrielle, what is the matter?” Gabrielle continued to groan in discomfort and it was at this point that Westley couldn’t help but begin to worry that something was really

“Hm… My insides feel as though they are on fire. Westley, do you think that maybe it was your wine we had at dinner?” she asked anxiously as she pulled her collar, suddenly alarmed that these were the deadly effects of an undetected poison.

There is nothing wrong with the wine.” Westley thought to himself. “Gabrielle just had too much to drink. I mean, she almost drank up the whole bottle of wine for crying out loud! Who could survive that without a little discomfort?”

“I hardly think that it was the wine. After all, it is fermented and mulled by the best winery in the business. It is meant to be enjoyed in moderation, with each sip savored until the last drop. One would think you have never enjoyed such good wine before.” He did not conceal his dislike for her at all.

Gabrielle was not surprised with his attitude: as Westley had never been affectionate to her in the past.

“You are probably right Westley, don’t worry

about me. I just want to get undressed and go to bed. It’s alright, you can leave me now.” Gabrielle lelt hot and bothered, as she toyed with the thought of taking off her clothes right now.

frowned; unapologetic

towards the door.

that the door was

came in. Certain that he hadn’t locked the door, he was just as confused as

immediately realized that it must have been

silently to himself. ‘Surely she would be concerned once

a look of horror he realized she was not intoxicated but must have been drugged. Her reaction couldn’t be to the

overshadow the scowl look on Westley‘s face, as he remembered a similar incident that had occurred to him not too long ago. How could

was outsmarted by those whom he’d trusted the most, for the

taste of betrayal with the Jones family. He had blamed his misfortune on his own carelessness; yet Tobias and his wife were equally responsible for the events that unfolded that night. The couple had

very moment because of Miley. He was taken advantage yet again and this time in his own house. Feeling powerless, Westley resigned to the fact that he couldn’t

title as “grandmother” was befitting

of rage, Westley kicked the door hard. His aggression was

can you hear me? Open the door if

Neil, c’mon!”

how loudly Worlay shouted, there was no response at

knew, without a shadow of doubt, that Miley was the mastermind

began to feel a burning sensation, stemming from his

him and he knew exactly

than before, he was confident that the wine was not responsible for how he or Gabrielle felt. This was the work of Chinese medicine that must have been added to

Chinese medicine must have something

all she must have had two or

came a dull thuid that

noise had come from. Much to his surprise, Gabrielle had rolled out of the bed, with her dress torn open. There she was before him her white, tender and slender legs bare not

brought him

him before. The only betrayal he could think of was how his body instinctively

on the air conditioner…”, Gabrielle pleaded. She lay on the floor, unwilling

the floor was a welcome relief to her body. How else would she survive the effects of drinking so much