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….”

such a matter, especially given the man’s temperament. The way he had looked earlier, it was

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

drive the car into the nearby moat before getting it to an automobile service shop. If he didn’t rinse this

was a troublemaker.

that Mr. Morris is only angry at Miss Jones because she puked in his car?”

Neil. That’s exactly how 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.

relieved at that. “It might appease Westley to some degree, and

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

 was why

on the wed the moment he walked

sobered her. She looked around and saw the man looming over her

was achingly familiar to

she

After a few

almost calculated even. And that was what alarmed Gabrielle the most.

at noon, and she found herself wondering if Westley was about to do the same thing

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

men, Gabrielle?” he

to get rid of the

she asked, her trembling voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t understand what you mean.” Why was. he 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, trying

 she knew what he was up to, Westley had grabbed her by the leg and

you wouldn’t be looking for them everywhere you go.” Westley bit out the words, glaring at her as he spoke. He made sure his message came across, hoping

already told you, Lance is my cousin. That‘s the extent of our relationship. nothing more.” Gabrielle had been trying to explain her connection with Lance since a while back. She didn’t want any unnecessary slander from Westley, of

or whatever. I only know that 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.