Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 219 Holding Onto Him

Gabrielle’s eyes welled up with fear and trepidation, and from the bottom of her heart, anxiety rose. She tightly clenched Westley’s shirt with her hands, unwilling to let him go. Her grip had wrinkled his plain and smooth shirt.

“Gabrielle, if you keep holding onto me like that, how can I run water? You need to clean yourself now.” Westley didn’t try to pull her hands away. So, he coaxed her in this way, hoping that she would let go of him by herself

However, Gabrielle didn’t draw her hand back. Instead, she clenched his shirt even more tightly now. Her body was trembling so hard that even her fingertips quivered. She was visibly scared

“No, no…” Gabrielle stared at him with her bright black eyes, lightly shaking her head. Even her voice was soft and muffled, almost sounding frightened.

It was the first time that Westley saw Gabrielle in a state like this. It also happened for the first time that someone needed him.

His heart was full of feelings.

“Well, you are not letting me go. Then, I’ll carry you to run water, okay?” Westley held her in his arms and squatted beside the bathtub. He kept one hand behind her and turned on the tan with the other.

The water started running out of the tap. Gabrielle, who had been quiet and woeful, suddenly burst into tears. Her tears streamed down her cheeks like the water running out of the tap

“Gabrielle, what’s wrong? Does it hurt somewhere?” Westley was troubled. He became worried when his eyes trailed at her red and swollen face. There were two clear palm prints on it. He was aware of who had hit her.

As soon as he entered the room and saw Gabrielle getting tortured, he wanted to kill Estelle without skipping a beat.

“Westley, was I about to die?” Gabrielle gradually recovered herself.

But in her mind, she could still clearly see the shining scissors in Estelle’s hand. If Westley didn’t come on time, she could have gotten killed with those scissors. “Stop overthinking. I won’t ever let something like that happen again,”

Westley coaxed her earnestly.

know. It’s all my fault.” Gabrielle blamed herself, tears still lingering

demeanor, he put his hands on her shoulders and looked at her face. “Gabrielle, you didn’t do anything wrong. It

felt both sad and scared, like a

will make you feel more comfortable. We can talk after you bathe.

slight smile in his eyes. He

 grip on his clothes. “No, thanks. I can do it myself. Thank you for saving me today.” Despite der flushed state, Gabrielle looked him in the eyes

each other for a long

touched by her

during our marriage. So, you don’t need to thank me for it.” Westley tenderly rubbed her head. “Let me know if you need anything.” He stood up, left the

was still in a daze, feeling the warnth

head like this. His movement was very light, but she felt a little

she quickly took off Westley’s suit jacket. Although the stains on the black coat were not visible enough yet, she could smell coffee on it. It might have gotten stained with other coffee stains on her

handled, and

that worried him was that Gabrielle was alone in the bathroom. So, Westley soonNhung up the phone without saying

soon as he reached the bathroom door, he heard something knock. He pushed the door open and saw

Westley had

sound of the shower gel falling on the

why are you here again? Gabrielle‘s hand stopped picking up the gel as she looked

the shower gel, and held it in his hand.

implying that I am too hopelese te even take a bath