Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 275 Being Humiliated

Westley sat there with his hurt ärm Wrapped in bandage. He looked up at Gabrielle quietly, not taking the cake from her

His staring made Gabrielle very uncomfortable. She had no idea what was on his mind.

But then she realized that his arm was hurt, and the cute and helpless look he was giving Gabrielle made her guess that he wasn’t eating the cake because his arm was injured.

“You’re hurt, Westley. Do you want me to feed you?” Gabrielle asked straightforwardly.

It was not appropriate for her to ask himni in such direct terms, though. She had to consider what he would look like in front of people. As a man, he would be emasculated and seen as weak if he let her feed him in front of so many people She immediately regretted after thinking

about it.

“No, thanks!” Weslley took it with his other non-injured hand. “Westley. you really don’t want me to feed you?’ Gabrielle handed the cake to

“Wait First answer me: did you buy this cake?” Westley questioned her like a teacher, not eating it.

Gabrielle didn’t know how to inswer. Technically she hadn’t bought it – it was given to her by her classmate‘s mother.

And she was also learning how to bake cakes at Sandra’s bakery, because she wanted to make a birthday cake for Westley on his birthday.

Of course, she couldn’t tell him all that Flow – it wouldn’t be a surprise if she came out with it.

“Yes, I did!” Gabrielle agreed without hesitation, not womed about what was going through his mind.

Westley looked up at her quietly. It looks like he wanted to read her mind “Gabrielle you know I don’t like to be

Galxielle suddenly felt low she didn’t dare to look into Wesley’s CYCS.

knew

finally started to learn how to bake a cake just to surprise him.. She

tad. I’ll give her some.” Gabrielle didn’t indulge him anymore and instead went to the kitchen with

sat next to him. “Are you making trouble for Gabby? She’s really worried about your injury and she even bought some cake for you. She even offered to feed you the cake herself, but you made her leave, so now you have to do it all by

feed me,” Westley shouted at Remy and dodged away from

him …

like Gabby. who wanted to feed you and yot

you know? People who don’t know the situation are not qualified to talk here. Please go back after you finish your cake. You’re not welcome here.” Westley wasn’t in

why he was behaving this way. How dare he have the nerve to back Gabrielle up

made them herself – she’s probably working secretly at

pocket money from the Jones family,

Woi

Ind Gabriele hadn’t asked hirn for any either. She was probably going to care some money without making a big deal

tough, pride woman.

promised Sophie that I will have dinner here tonight, so there’s no point being mad at vol. 111 go to the kitchen to look for Sophie.” Not afraid of Westley’s fierce face, Remy

stared at the cake in his hand. The chocolate mousse cake looked good, but when he imagined Gabrielle baking the cake

his head humbly

was Sturned. His left arm was injured – he was barely able to move it – but he was still holding the cake with his right hand and biting into

that a man who

Won

his image would do

an? I told you i’d feed you.” Gabrielle took the cake away from his hand and wiped the cake off of his mouth with a tissue, just like

 at you. There’s cake all over your mouth. Are you happy now?” Gabrielle said in a reproachful tone. She didn’t mean to blame hien on purpose.

all, Westley was the sort of man who would puff himself up only at his own cost, at the

want her to feed him? Was he worried