Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 42 Beg Him

Gabrielle’s voice wasn’t particularly loud, but her every word tang clear in Westley’s ears.

Silly girl. Here she was lying in his arms with her eyes closed, yet she was thinking of another matnl. She even called out his name.

How could she miss Bryce then, when he was out having fun with Nellie?

Westley gritted his teeth and stifled the urge to throw her into the pond or the flower beds in front of the villa. Gingerly, he carried her inside.

“You’re back, Mr. Morris,” Neil remarked when he saw him. “What’s wrong with Miss Jones?” Of course, the butler would be surprised to see himni come back so early, and with Gabrielle in his arms to boot. More to the point, Neil was wondering why they hadn’t even bothered to take a car.

Westley walked past the other man and strode over to the staircase.

“No one is allowed to come upstairs without my permission,” he ordered in his usual cold manner before disappearing into the second floor landing,

Neil gaped after him, stunned. What on earth

could have possibly happened? Westley lacked furious, and he thought he had smelled alcohol waiting from the lady when they passed him. It was quite a worrying situation, so he hurriedly called Alvin.

“Tell me, Alvin, why has Mr. Morris returned with Miss Jones in his arms? Didn’t you drive them back home?”

“Well, Miss Jones threw up in the car just before we reached the gates of Vineyard Villa. The car is sullied, believe me, and Mr. Morris is mad about it. I’m going to have it washed to get rid of the stench.”

Even as he spoke, Alvin was opening all the windows and the overhead hatch of said vehicle. The foul odor was still there, and it was starting to disgust him.

“Is that really all? I mean, I can tell that Mr. Morris is indeed furious….”

especially given the man’s temperament. The way

Morris’ personal affairs. Just pretend you haven’t seen anything. He has a deep sense of propriety, you know.” Alvin leaned back against the driver seat,

service shop. If he didn’t rinse this machine any time soon, he

was

Morris is only angry at Miss Jones because she puked in his

it is. Well, I need to hang up now. I have to get this car cleaned as soon as possible.” Alvin hung up without waiting for a response. Now that he thought about it, the nearest 4S shop might be close now; it was the middle of the night after all. He sighed. He probably had to drive this stinky car back and give it a preliminary wash

Westley to some

for Westley’s rage. It was never about the car. It was because she

 why

wed the moment he walked

weak and out of soits, but the impact somewhat sobered her. She looked around and saw the man looming over her from the side of the bed. He was glaring daggers

was achingly familiar

are you doing?” she asked in

After a few beats, he began to

were slow, almost calculated even. And that was what alarmed Gabrielle the

what had happened at noon, and she found

having sex earlier, all while under the drug’s influence. That was different, though; Westley

short of men, Gabrielle?” he asked

proceeded to get rid of the rest

asking her such a vulgar thing? She didn’t want this kind of issue tailing her, regardless of their truth or lack thereof. She scooted Over on the bed,

 grabbed her by the leg and was

If you didn’t lack men in your life, you wouldn’t be looking for them everywhere you go.” Westley

nothing more.” Gabrielle had been trying to explain

you are short of iten!” Westley’s eyes were burning with an ominous fury. It was evident that no amount of explaining was going to get through to him. In fact, he wanted nothing more at the moment than to teach her a lesson. He wanted to drill into her that she was his wife now, and she needed