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.

herself, tears

serious demeanor, he put his hands on her shoulders and looked at her

both sad

ready. Take a hot bath first. It will make you feel more comfortable. We can talk after you bathe. Do you want me to help you

softened with a hint of a slight smile in his eyes. He knew that Gabrielle had recovered enough to bathe

 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 and sincerely

her gratitude. After all, they had known each other

was touched by her

 thank me for it.” Westley tenderly rubbed her head. “Let me know if you need anything.” He stood up, left

still in a daze, feeling the warnth of his big palm

rubbed her head like this.

lot, 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.

 came out of the room. he received a call from Alvin, informing him that the situation had been handled, and

him was that Gabrielle was alone in the

expected, as soon as he reached the bathroom door, he heard something knock. He pushed the door open and saw Gabrielle sitting in the bathtub, bending over

that Westley had heard

the shower gel falling on

 hand stopped picking

walked over, calmly picked up the shower gel, and held it in his hand. “I’d better keep an eye on

he implying that I am too hopelese te