Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 92 Read Online

Chapter 92 Hateful Women

Remy almost burst out laughing as he read Westley’s message. He could imagine how angry Westley was. Remy could barely contain himself because nothing in the world delighted him more than infuriating Westley.

Then he replied, “The coffee brewed by our new barista is out of this world! It’s so smooth and delicious. So, naturally, I thought of telling you first. It’s definitely your cup of tea, Westley. Or rather, your cup of coffee.”

Remy sounded smug, and his condescending attitude really got on Westley’s nerves. The man’s teases were annoying, but Westley found him almost unbearable when he started bragging

“That’s great, Remy,” he wrote back. “Just great. “Does that mean you’re going to send over a complimentary cup of this amazing drink for me?”

“Sadly, no,” Remy answered, pretending to sound sorry, “We don’t do deliveries, I’m afraid. Our customers are more than happy to come to us. That’s how good our coffee is, as you know.”

Westley gripped his phone. Remy was really starting to piss him off.

Then stop wasting my time.” Westley replied, and angrily turned off his phone.

Remy smiled with satisfaction. The more annoyed Westley was, the more entertaining it was for him. Even Gabrielle seemed to find it vaguely amusing.

“Remy. what happened?” she asked with a puzzled smile. “Why are you looking so happy?” Gabrielle curiously asked.

“Oh, nothing” Remy winked. “It’s just a little mission I’ve accomplished.” Gabrielle looked bemused. “Never mind,” said Remy, waving a hand as if swatting away a fly. “Come on, it’s time to get ready. We’re going to the flower market.” Remy slipped the phone inside his pocket and finished his coffee. “Come on, Gabby,” he said, striding confidently out of the room. “Time waits for no man or woman.”

Without another word, Gabrielle and her silent chaperone, Sophie, prepared themselves for the day ahead.

Remy was waiting in the car when Gabrielle and Sophie showed up twenty minutes later. Despite his jokes earlier, he had coffee and dessert in a takeaway bag on the passenger seat.

“Remy, let’s go!” Gabrielle and Sophie

back seat of the car. Gabrielle’s broad smile and sparkling eyes told him how overjoyed she

grinned with evil delight as he imagined the look

30-minute drive, Gabrielle looked through the internet for pictures of flowers, chatting excitedly with Sophie about which ones they’d

her from the rearview mirror, “why not wait to choose the real

through picture after picture of the most magnificent flowers and

some inspiration. Remember, I already planned to fill the garden with as many flowers as possible. Roses, tulips, jasmine, lilacs…” Gabrielle’s

important

he inquired, “are you planning to live there forever?” Judging by the look

for the time being. He didn’t say when he’d allow me to return to the Vineyard Villa, if it’s going to be a while, at least I can

pressed on. “The esteemed Westley asked nothing more of you?” He felt that Gabrielle was holding something back, and didn’t understand why Westley would force her

in Vineyard Villa any more. Out of sight, out of mind.” She was silent

of it. He knew Westley well enough to know that he’d never allow Gabrielle to set a foot in the Half Moon Bay Villa if

few minutes,

 double–quick time. You two can get out first and I’ll find a place to park.” He pulled over

flower market was already very busy with early shoppers and soon Gabrielle and Sophie were swallowed by

the noise. “Let’s wait for Remy in the store near the gate!” Sophie nodded, and Gabrielle took her by the arm,

design, this shop sold a wide variety

seedlings on

a beautiful young woman smiling at her. It was Macy, one of Gabrielle’s college classmates. Not only was Macy ravishingly beautiful-she

among her classmates,

Масу,

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you again! Are you here to buy some flowers too?” Gabrielle’s cheery voice

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