Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 167 The Bitter “Truth

Westley had come to pick up Holly and Austin after his cousin hid driven his car into a ditch. But right now, what Holly was more concerned about was that she didn’t show up in front of Westley when she was looking neat and beautiful. As it were, her face was injured and her hair was in a horrible mess. She felt so terrible.

“It’s all my fault that you had to come over here to pick us up, Westley. I know it’s been raining quite heavily. It’s not easy to drive right now, is it?” Holly asked him with concern as she tried to soften her tone.

“I just came here to pick you up. according to my grandma’s words. If i didn’t come here, I’m sure that there would be someone else who would do the same job better than me,” Westley explained to her calmly, trying to emphasize the fact that he didn’t come to pick them up on purpose. He just listened to Miley and didn’t need her to

thank him unnecessarily.

Her face changed in an instant As soon as she heard this. But she wouldn’t show her bad side in front of him. She wanted him to see only the best of her

“However, I’m sull very grateful that it’s you who came to pick us up. It doesn’t matter whether it was Miley’s order or not. I’m not seriously injured. I sincerely appreciate you for your concerni,” she said again iis she smiled at him.

“It’s okay. As long as you’re fine, there’s no problem.” He turned to face his cousin and said, “Austin, get her in my car. Let’s go home first. Your car will be towed away by morning. As soon as he said this, he turned around abruptly and walked towards his car.

“Westley, can’t you…” Holly twitched her lips and wondered how she was going to say what she had in mind. “Can’t you carry me on your back?” She was disappointed by Westley’s words.

“What does he mean? He’s already here to pick us up. but he asked Austin to carry me when he saw the way I was injured. How could he say such a thing?” Holly wondered. 11

THE WAS no need to dislike her to such an extent Hy the way. She was a daughter of a famous family and also

THIS jewelry designer in Arlawood. Why on earth couldn’t she compare to luis wife. Gabrielle? Why did he dislike ther with so much vigor

This was a terrible blow to Holly’s self esicem. Although she wils in very gloomy mood and quite angry, she couldn‘t vent. She was still trying to please him by putting up her best behavior.

Westley ignored her words. He turned around and got into his car.

As she still sit in the car, Holly was so depressed to death that she didn’t know how to describe her feelings at all.

“Let me carry you there, Holly.” Austin offered. He had no choice but to carry her on his own. .

Besides, he was the one, who helped her get in and out of the car. So, he could care less

wasn’t what she wanted. She

and that NO matter what I do,

would like her no matter what she did. She was just worried about why Westley would hate her so much,

reason, he didn’t want to listen to her question, neither did

of time, Holly. Just let me carry you to

you hate me also?” Holly asked sadly.

Austin

he didn’t hate her, he didn’t like

do you want

here for all I care!” Austin’s patience

all. If not that she was injured, the would not come

go,” she immediately compromised and looked at Austin with

 Westley didn’t like her, she had to still get in

to Westley’s car. It was Westley, who opened the back door of the car for them. His face looked indifferent without any trace

He didn’t like the way Westley’s face portrayed no

emotion.

Austin said as he walked towards his car with an umbrella

anxious some moments ago. If

apologized

flatly without looking at her, “i’m not the

he doesn’t get angry, that’s my major concern,

herself.

seemed that he didn’t look

Antawood, can I invite you to dinner to express how grateful I am for helping us out today?”

for that.” Westley’s reason was not far fetched, which

been good friends for so many years. Why don’t we look like friends now? As a friend, can’t I treat you to dinner? Is there anything wrong with that?” Holly asked, with a hint of bittemess in her

“Good friends?

They often had meals and traveled together most