Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 273 He Is Back

Glancing at the woman in white bakery clothes, Westley knew at once that it Wis Gabrielle. It didn’t matter at all that she was about ten meters away or that She was at the other side of the plass.

He shook his head slowly. She had become a baker in the few days he was away. She never ceased to amaze him.

Sometimes, he liked to imagine that his wife metamorphosed every day into things he never knew she was

“Mr. Morris, that is Miss Jones in a baker’s uniform. Is she also a baker?” Alviri äsked, his forehead creased in surprise. I

Gabrielle had always left him surprised, having changed his impression of the rich lady

She was indeed a different species of rich lady, one he had never seen before. She was the adopted daughter of the Jones family, yet she seemed so omnipotent, so capable of doing almost everything

He had seen her cook, Liow flowers and vegetables and do the most common things. Now here she was, making cakes.

She seemed to know everything

Alvin found Gabrielle quite an impressive woman.

“If you ask me, who should I ask?” Westley muttered coldly.

He had thought she would be so worried about furn when he was away, but it Seerried she wasn’t. Instead, she looked so happy without him.

“Mr. Morris,” Alvin called quietly.

“Do you mind if I ask you a rather personal question?” His boss was silent for a while in which Alvin bit his lips. Although he knew he ought to mind his own business, his curiosity to know more about Gabrielle and Westley was getting the better of him.

“Go on,” Westley said finally, his voice cold as he gazed at the woman in the cake shop.

At first, Gabrielle was talking with another girl wearing the bakery uniform.

Then she tumed to a male Euest and began to chat with him.

face Alvin now; he didn’t want to

ever give Miss

asked, not looking up at Westley’s face. He sure knew that this question was i reckless

sat up, startled slightly. He couldn’t understand what the other man meant by that

whether

won’t want to work to get money. I understand that the Jones family gave her only little money while she was with them. And now, you

Vor

think Westley was indeed one who

in itself. Ore would only assume that this woman was working to support herself

Morris,” Alvin continued, Scratching his head retvously. “So you should

all she wants in Half Moon Bay. Moreover, she should have asked me if she needed anything. For all I care, it’s her own business that she wants to work. I’m sure she is only working here so that she can meet other men,” he said, throwing a dark look at Gabrielle again. He shifted uncomfortably on his seat as he watched her chat on with the male guest with an eternal

saying he was sure she was only

meet other men?

Was he jealous?

Miss Jones,” Alvin said in a calm voice. “She is not that kind of a

she wasn’t promiscuous at all.

Gabrielle so much,” Westley said in a strangely suspicious

to be careful not to exasperate his boss who already was angry. It would be so disastrous

mumbled.

don’t sit there talking nonsense!”

the cake and handed it to the male guest. Then

bade him

straight at the road when the guest had left. All the while she had been attending to him, she had had this strange feeling of being watched. Yet, all she could see now were cars

overthinking and no one had really been watching her. When it was six o’clock, Gabrielle changed from her work clothes. Carrying her bag, she went in to

get home, take your bath and have some ICSI. Standing

Sandra. But I can’t take these.” Gabrielle shook her head,

have them,

them out.” insisted softly. pushing the b Gabrielle’s

Sandra es into

the cakes wynote. So she took them and said,