Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 115 Stop Playing

There was no one in the living room when Westley arrived at the villa. When he looked at the dining

room, there was a woman sleeping on the table.

Meanwhile, Sophie came out of her room when she heard Westley’s car enter the yard. An excited expression painted her face when she saw him. “You’re finally here, Mr. Morris. Gabrielle fell asleep while waiting for you. I’ll wake her up immediately.

“It’s fine. There’s no need to wake her, Sophie. You can return to your sleep.” he politely interjected..

After looking at Westley and the sleeping Gabrielle, Sophie suddenly had an idea of what was going on between the two.

It seemed that Westley wanted to wake Gabrielle by himself. Since he already arrived, Sophie didn’t want to ruin the sweet moment between them.

Gabrielle probably guessed correctly. Westley had something important to do which was why he came home late.

Their tacit understanding was proof that they were a match for each other.

“I understand. I’ll head to my room now. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to tell me.” With a smile, Sophie turned around and went upstairs.

“You can go to sleep, Sophie. I won’t call for you.” He fixed his eyes on the fingers of Gabrielle’s left hand.

Bandages wrapped around three of her fingers. He grew anxious at how careless the woman in front of him was.

“Her pinky finger has the most serious injury, Mr. Morris. There was a lot of bleeding. She also refused to call Dr. Davis despite my advice.” When she noticed that he was staring at the injuries in Gabrielle‘s hand, Sophie felt that an explanation was necessary so that he wouldn’t worry too much about her.

But unlike what Sophie suspected, Westley showed no signs of anxiousness. Instead, he stared at her with indifferent eyes.

“Yeah. She’s a clumsy woman. No one else is to blame except for her if she cut off all of her fingers. ” Suddenly, he furrowed his eyebrows out of anger. He suspected that Gabrielle might just be pretending to be injured in front of him.

Maybe she was trying to get his sympathy to make him forgive her for letting Lance beat his bodyguards.

was no

noticed the Westley suddenly became frustrated, Sophie wondered if

“Mr. Morris, about Gabrielle

room, Sophie,” interjected in a cold

he

such, Sophie sealed her lips, turned around, and headed

room while quietly staring at Gabrielle. The poor girl

he called out in a cold voice as his indifferent eyes looked down

remained asleep with no signs of waking

“Gabrielle!”

it so loud? I’m sleeping,” she complained while gesturing to keep

what the fuss was about. It

Westley’s heart skipped a beat when he

trying to look gorgeous. Her

without any make-up

soft voice felt like music to his

annoyed by how her aura affected him. As such, his voice

the devil? I’m exhausted. Please let me rest for

her hand fell to his

nowhere, she

she just did. He stared at her hand that was pinching him while thinking,

she was asleep, Gabrielle still managed to

sideways and faced Westley. However, her beautiful face still had faint scratches. It seemed that Remy really

patience ran out, Westley pinched her small pinkish ear. He playfully caressed it. The soft sensation felt addicting for him as he couldn’t let go

her ear. When Bryce was still young, he usually pinched her ear whenever she was asleep on the table. He would even pinch her ear when waking her in the morning. Since she

Westley loosened his grip when she called him Bryce. A frown painted his face as he realized that she was dreaming about Bryce. She must be madly in love with him

he shouted in a cold, frustrated

despite her exhaustion. She was still in a daze when she opened her eyes. While rubbing her

you’re home,” she murmured in a gentle