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

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

some.” Gabrielle didn’t indulge him anymore and instead went

at Westley with a knowing smile as he 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

off me. I don’t want youl to feed me,” Westley shouted

didn’t really want to feed him … He just wanted

and yot shoved

talk here. Please go back after you finish your cake. You’re not welcome here.” Westley wasn’t

he was behaving this way. How dare he have the nerve

secretly at the cake shop and

receive any inheritance or pocket money from the

Woi

asked hirn for any either. She

i tough, pride woman.

at vol. 111 go to the kitchen to look

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

head humbly and took

She was Sturned. His left arm was injured – he was barely able to move

was remarkable that a man who

Won

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cake away from his hand

your mouth. Are you happy now?” Gabrielle said in a reproachful tone. She didn’t mean to blame hien on purpose. but she pitied

puff himself up only at

him? Was he worried that she would poison