Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 137 An Act Of Kindness

Westley had gone downstairs to have coffee while Gabrielle took her bath. He was kind enough to even give her one of his shirts to change into. Looking at Westley, Miley felt sorry for him because he had a clear distinction between love and hate. He calculated everything so clearly that he lived such a hard life.

To her, she believed that love should never be calculated but felt.

“Westley, if you didn’t like Gabrielle at all, why did you choose to marry her at that time?” Miley asked him. There were so many girls in Antawood who would have gladly married him and be grateful for it.

“It’s late already, grandma. You need to rest so that you can be strong enough by tomorrow morning.” He didn’t want to answer any of her questions as he wasn’t ready for it. By the way, Gabrielle should be done with changing her clothes by

Thinking about it right now, he had just

a simple reason for marrying Gabrielle. Bryce, her brother, had taken Nellie away from him and for this reason, it was not a big deal for him to marry the daughter of the Jones family.

“Listen to me, Westley. I know you can’t stop thinking about Helena after all these years, but you know she…”

“Please, grandma. It’s been many years since Helena’s death. Please let’s not talk about this anymore. Please, grandma,” he interrupted her immediately.

Everyone close to Westley knew that it took him a long time to get over Helena’s death. And as a result of this, he didn’t like talking about it with anyone at all.

“I know this is a very sensitive topic that you don’t want to talk about, but I need you to know that she has been gone for so many years, and no one can determine when an accident can happen or when life will be lost So do your best to love and cherish the person you have right now in your life. Do you understand?” Miley had always known him to be a smart man and she didn’t need to say much about the matter at Tharld.

“I know, grandma. Thank you,” he replied as he bowed his head slightly. Certainly. he knew what his grandmother meant.

Even though it was an accident from other people’s perspectives, he couldn’t get over it just like that. He kept thinking about it for a very long time.

“I know you got married to Gabrielle because of me, Westley. If you know you don’t like her, please don’t make her pay the cost for you. She is not the reason for your pain. She is a good wife and will also make a good mother. I do like her,” As soon as Miley said this, she turned around and went into her room.

Westley still leaned against the bar counter and drank his coffee absentmindedly. He drank two cups and went upstairs with one more cup.

Gabrielle had changed her clothes and had also washed all the dirty clothes including the ones he had just changed. She was busy hanging what she had washed on the balcony so that the night wind could

water in them so that they could dry faster before

and didn’t want to disturb what she was doing. He just stood and watched her quietly and saw how she was trying to

watched her, he felt moved and wam in his heart. The words his grandmother told him flashed into his mind, “she is a good wife and will also make a good mother”. These days, there were very few women who could be as diligent and as dutiful

there were servants in the Morris family and Westley had been constantly served by them. For this reason, he had

his clothes would have been collected

he didn’t need to do it

the way she carried herself There

girl could survive anywhere it was she

kind of life she had lived while she was with the Jones family. Though she was an

thought came to his mind, his brows furrowed in a frown.

All of a sudden, she just felt that someone was staring at her. As if on impulse, she turned around and saw Westley standing

she saw him looking at her like

saw the clothes that he had just changed in the basket, she decided

him for lending her a shirt to wear for the night. She just wanted to do something for him to make herself feel better. She didn’t want him to look at her

I… I can explain it to you,” she stuttered as she looked down

belonged

so embarrassed that she didn’t know what to do. She was at a loss. It

his trousers and shirts, By the way, she had wom one of his shirts and so it wasn’t strange to

she washed

long time before she finally decided to

that she helped a man wash his boxers and this particular

balcony, she had been caught red handed by him. As she

known about this earlier, she would have done her best to resist the urge to help him wash his

happy doing housework. You can come into the bedroom when you’re done hanging the clothes,” he said and walked straight to the sofa in the room and sat down, and then he watched her as she hung the