Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 280 The Experienced Driver Mia

Westley wouldn’t stop insisting that she stay back at home and nurse his injured hand.

“I can’t even understand you, Gabrielle You keep saying you’re busy. What wile would prefer rather to be somewhere else than take care of her injured husband at home?” he asked, this mouth Ewisted in indignation.

Westley really couldn’t lathom why she was insistent or working in the cake shop and claiming to be busy.

Having given her his credit card, he gutused she would stop working at once.

He wasn’t pleased at all to see her working. He couldn’t bear the thought of those male guests leering at her.

Even if she wore the most modest. clothes those men wouldn’t still mind to flirt with her. Couldn’t she understand that?

dr did she secretly enjoy such kind of attention Totallen?

See, Westley, I only work in the cake shop. I’m neither doing anything illegal nor cheating on you with other then. So now, tell me what you’ll like to eat, and I’ll get it for you.” Gabrielle digressed at

Westley knew he couldn’t stop her since she was insistent on going out.

“I want you back at five o’clock.” Westley announced in an imperious voice.

“I’ll be back at six o’clock,” Gabrielle Sitid immediately. She wanted to stay longer in order that she might help in the shop. Sirice Sandra didn’t accept tuition frorni her, Gabrielle thought it wise to assist her in the cake shop. That way, she would feel much more at ease when she worked in the shop.

“Five o’clock, or you are going nowhere!” The coldness in Westley’s voice didn’t flicker

“Six o’clock!”

“You stay at home, then.”

Taking a step back, Gabrielle inhaled dreply. “I’ll return at half past live.” .

and red all her “Alright, go ahead,” he said,

her backpack and bounded outside. The car she had booked was there already, honking

for about two ar three hours before she let her go help in

 Gabrielle came down. She was always there on weekends, so Gabrielle had someone she could talk with when they

you been, Gabrielle? And how has studying with my mother been?” Macy asked. concerned

well. Gabrielle had decided to learn how

kind and thoughtful of her Macy knew that

she preferred to buy someone

herself was in very tining process to her. “It’s been fine. Today, I attempted to make a sponge cake myself. With the Willy Sandra has taken her time to patiently teach mne these things, I am sure I should finish my study

you took home yesterday? I want to know what you think about them. And my mother also wants me to give you some other flavors to take home to

Gabrielle would better

But I can’t accept more cakes today. My family loved the flavors yesterday.

made by Carnestly

Sandra?”

Gabrielle

Said

 sounded so serious. “You know Gabrielle. I find it funny that you praise my mother this earnestly.” Milcy said between mouthfuls of laughter, “Knowing that you think so highly of her cakes will make

Macy. But I won’t accept any cakes today. Moreover, 1911 be leaving by

today. Besides, he didn’t deserve such delicious treat, having given her so much stress

can help

worry, Macy. I can fix it myself.” Gabrielle

sort

pester other people with

then. But don’t hesitate to let me know if you want me to help you. You’re not just my mother’s apprentice: you

It was a really comforting thing to Gabrielle that, in these past twenty years since her parents

hand and squeezed it

left the cake shop at five o’clock, thinking she would get home in thirty minutes by car. She stood by the roadside, waiting for the car. Just then, a white car pulled over, and the beautiful face of Mia peeked out of the rolled