Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 42 Read Online

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….”

matter, especially given the man’s temperament. The way he

of Mr. Morris’ personal affairs. Just pretend you haven’t seen anything. He has a deep sense of

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

was a troublemaker.

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

about it, the nearest 4S shop might be

Westley to some degree,

never about the car. It was because she was blatantly yearning

 why Westley

on the wed the

of soits, but the impact somewhat sobered her. She looked around and saw the man looming over

was achingly familiar to

doing?” she asked in a

a few beats, he began to

that was what alarmed Gabrielle

thoughts went back to what had happened at noon, and she found herself wondering if Westley was about to

under the drug’s influence. That was different, though; Westley had needed her at the time.

you go short of men, Gabrielle?” he asked in a low

his shirt and had proceeded to get rid of the

asking her such a vulgar thing? She didn’t want this kind of issue

had grabbed her by the leg

you go.” Westley bit out the words, glaring at her as

to explain her connection with Lance since a while

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

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