Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 84 Birds Of A Feather Flock Together

“What are you doine muttered Gabrielle in a low voice, summoning all her energy to speak. As Westley carried her into a house she couldn’t recognize, she slowly regained her consciousness. She wasn’t used to this stuft-Westley carrying her. It was all too unfamiliar for her so she felt scared for a bit.

“Don’t feel any regret now, Gabrielle. You begged me to help you,” Westley said as he kicked the door open. The house was quiet, as what he expected. Sad and dark, as what he expected. The lights turned on instantly with the sound of his voice. With Gabrielle in his arms, he went upstairs right away and walked towards a bedroom that was newly decorated. There was a mattress that was still covered in plastic it produced a screeching sound when Westley pinned Gabrielle down on it.

Gabrielle, on the other hand, struggled inside as she recognized her husband. She knew they shouldn’t go on with what was about to happen, but she couldn’t help caressing the man. She even pressed him harder against her, wrapping him in her arms.

Of course, something happened between them after that. The room was filled with

Hcreeching sounds of the mattress. Then breaths, and something else. When everything was wwer, Gabrielle fell asleep and Westley couldn’t help but stare at her verene Face. She looked tired but still beautiful. He took a new blanket from the wardrobe to cover her with it. Huitting on a robe, he walked out of the balcony where he WAS welcomed by the night breeze

Westley was not in the mood to appreciate the city lights in the distance. Too bad because it shone brightly. twinkling like stats across the horizon, and illuminating the darkness of the night. He lit a cigarette as he Tested his arms on the railing

This house, which was called the Half Moon Bay Villa, was bought by Westley five years ago for him and his fiancee Helena,

He could still remember the wide smile on her face when she came with him to pick this one. She liked it very much for its view of the city-the view that he was seeing right at the moment.

However, they never had the chance to move in due to a misfortune that broke Westley. Since the accident that took Helena’s life, he rarely came to this house anymore.

Tonight, he only decided to come because it Was the closest place to Alorith University he could think of

He tiened around to check a Gabriella who Wall still heping on the ed. “Then he thaucht of Hankthing He put out the cigarette as he walked inside to call Retry.

“Remy, please coine to the Half Moon Bay right now. Something happened to Gabrielle.”

“Huh? Remny said on the other line. “The Half Moon Hay?” He was rather shocked upon knowing where Westley was at the moment.

He knew what Hall Moon Bay meant to Westley. He knew he bought the villa for hitri und Helena, where they could start a family and live a happy life. He knew that place made Westley extremely sad because of the unfortunate thing that happened. Westley had been ignoring it for a long time.

How could he be at Half Moon Bay tonight? And what was more surprising was that, Gabrielle was with him. 1

‘What a big deal!” Remy wondered, ‘How did she make Westley take her to the Half Moon Bay?’

“Didn’t I make it clear?” asked Westley sarcastically. “We’re in the Half Moon Bay. I need you to come here quickly.” Westley dropped the call. He went to the wardrobe to find a lady’s night robe for Gabrielle.

A leur moments Inter. Remy came DET Westley uskud, Caring medical kitand doen of questions with him. The first thing he saw w Wesley. standing in the middle of the living room in a night rote, looking

like the devil himself who rose

You don’t let others come

Westley’s forbidden place. Ile never allowed anyone drop by. His fnends once tried to persuade him in selling it in case it reminded him of Helena. But Westley just

didn’t expect that the first person he would bring here

why I need to explain to you.” he said monotonously. His face serious “She’s

much he wanted to know the answer, Remy had to

Cut on the back of Wailey’s hans. He thwicht that although it didn’t look serious and didn’t bleed, he still

it. Check Gabrielle first. Upstairs, please.” Westley

paid mo attention to it before as it didn’t really hurt. But now that Remy painted it out, he started to

the bed. “The two didn’t even remove the plastic covering? What’s so urgent? Maybe Westley hurt her accidentally

you looking at me?” Westley iked annoyingly. “Look at her. Her face is swollen and there‘s something wrong with the corner of her mouth. Look.” Remy found the angry look on

clearly. There were scars on her face that hadn’t

her face were swallen and

curiously. his voice wunded worried. “I didn’t expect you to have such a strange hobby in bed. Aren’t you too cruel?” He pictured scenes of abuse in his mind. He thought it was horrible and unsightly. He WAS even disgusted at

made a

you don’t know how to make her better, you can get out now. Maybe make an appointment with a neurologist or ophthalmologist to have your brain and eyes checked. It seems that you are really setting

I’m telling you, this room smells like

out. He wanted to kill

the head of her department that hit her on the face,” Westley said through gritted teeth, finally telling Remy what really happened. “That old man drugged

the old man, Westley explained everything. His was just

were used is the antidote, Oh, 1 see….” Reny said, modding his head in Artisment. “Great job. Westley! I didn’t expect that one day, our superior Mr. Westley would be used as the antidote.” Remy was bold and brainless enouch to be the only

me as

truth

ask another doctor to help her? Treat her right now and do it quickly. Stop thinking about me and whatever happened here.” Westley left the room straightaway. He

his own back. Why can’t he just admit that he has fallen for this girl? Remy muttered to himself as Westley left the

the

Survived that kind of attack. It looked as if the person who did this

dressing Gabelle’s wounds. When he was

in front of the floor to ceiling glass wall with a glass of red wine in his hand. Perhaps he just finished taking a shower in the bathroom downstairs. He stared at the swing

It was a shame that it had no flower planted in it… because there was

a grape rack built with white shelves which was left uncultivated for the same reason. It stood there, bare, surrounded by unwanted

that someone owned the house, he would think it was a deserted

taking care of this courtyard? It could’ve been really beautiful, but it looks so empty now,”