Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 52 It Doesn‘t Look Good

With those words, Gabrielle turned to them with a look so fierce her resentment was blatant on her face. Her eyes were so intent, one could almost feel her seething look pierce through their heart. Estelle had never seen Gabrielle like this or felt terrified in her prOSEICE.

Gabrielle got into the ambulance and left without even looking at Westley. i

Westley was suddenly annoyed that she had ignored him so easily.

“Alvin, I’ll go to the hospital. You stay here and handle everything else. Don’t let them get away with this. We must avenge Gabrielle and the wounds they inflicted on her.” Just as Wesley was about to drive off, a voice came

from behind him.

“Westley, I’ll go with you.” It was Benny, and now he stood in front of Westley.

Westley glanced at Estelle and the three women not far away. “Benny. I think you have more pressing issues to address here, before you can concern yourself with going to the hospital. I have a suggestion for you. Stay away from Gabrielle for now. I’m telling you, if you don‘t and she goes crazy. the consequences will be dire for you.”

Without waiting for a response, Westley got into the car and left for the hospital.

When Westley arrived at the hospital, Gabrielle was outside the operating room alone, pacing back and forth anxiously.

“Gabrielle, has someone looked at your wounds?” Westley was imitated when he noticed that the nail marks on Gabrielle’s face had not been attended to.

Without a hint of surprise at all, Gabrielle received Westley’s cold looks with no emotion. This was nothing new, he had never been kind to her.

“My injury is not that serious. I will deal with it when the operation is over. The doctor said that Sloane had multiple soft tissue contusions, from the blow to the back of her head. The situation is quite serious. I’m worried…”

you understand how serious this is? Or are you still so engrossed in the well-being of

her and tried to reassure him.

me make something very clear when it comes to the matter of you dying as my wife. Firstly, I’m not in the mood to be a widower. Nor do I have tolerance for those who may say, I am responsible for my wife’s misfortune.”

at the sight of him, just moments ago, vanished under a dark cloud of regret. Who would have known that the illustrious CEO of Morris Group would be so concerned with common gossip? Besides, no one dared to talk ill of Westley: it was no secret that Westley

the satisfaction of dying so

the atmosphere between Westley and Gabrielle was anything but matrimonial. His arrival did nothing

happened? What was so urgent that I had to come here?

her? Remy was unpleasantly surprised by the wound on Gabrielle’s

asked you to come here so you could attend to her wounds.” Westley’s face darkened. Westley never thought that he gave the impression he could be physically violent towards women. Was Remy a good friend for

friends was questionable. 3

not my

take this stubborn woman away from here and attend to her wounds, simple. Please, just get on with it!” . Westley interrupted

a wry and reluctant smile. Come to think of it, Westley’s request wasn’t entirely impossible. Both of them were well acquainted with the doctors in the hospital. Remy had trained a

lethal. Leaving your wounds untreated for so long. could easily lead to infection and most certainly permanent scars. All of

of Gabrielle’s face. She must have been in

confrontations between women almost always involve tearing, scratching and biting? Remy had witnessed one such confrontation, and it had left him feeling that brawls between women were far much worse than those between

but it seemed she

looked at the door of the operating room uneasily, and then met Westley’s cold eyes. From there, she was terrified to speak in defiance of what he had

the operation is over, please let

begging me or ordering me?: Westley squinted at Gabrielle with

a stein

Gabrielle’s face caught his

as possible. Your wound is unsightly. Remy.