Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 289

Chapter 289 Admit Her As His Wife

Alvin nervously rubbed his nose and walked into the room. He stared at Westley’s uneasy and senous face. Then, he darted his eyes on Gabrielle.

The scene he had walked into was completely different from what he had imagined

It made him a little embarrassed Sitting on the bed was Gabrielle, and Westley was standing in gont of her. He was hunched forward lightly, allowing her to fix his tie. İH Alvin’s eyes they seemed happy and comfortable around each other. Alvin did not know what the hell he was thinking He was so wrong

Westley was a man of incredible self control. Impulses had no power over him. He krew what and what not to do in different situations.

“I apologize for coming in without

knocking, Mr. Morris, Alein muttered

“So you should Do I need to stick you into anothet asetant trang semin? Westley responded coldly. He did not even turn around to look at Alvin.

No need. Mr. Monis, but if ii please you, I will review the assistant rules mysell.” Alvin replied seriously.

Westley, said nothing more and just focused on Gabrielle: He watched her 15 she did his tic

Looking at the tie, Alvin understood what was going on. Yesterday. Gabrigle texted him and asked him about the brand of tie Westley liked. Now she was helping him wear that tie, but idboked familiar.

The last time Wedley asked Alvin to get him a tie, Alvin bught him the same as the one that cabrielle was fixing on him nght now. But Westley did not like that te and did not wear it then. Alvin guessed that maybe Gabrielle did not know that Westley already had that tie wrid did not like it

Now, seeing Westley seem to enjoy the sad tie, Alvin felt that maybe Gabrielle Wat the reason for it Westley liked the

tie because Gabrielle got it for him.

His wife got him this tie! .

Alvin could not help thinking that underneath their civil treatment for each other and despite their nominal marriage, Westley and Gabrielle were actually and truly in love, and they just had not realized it yet.

Gabrielle smoothed Westley’s

out your eyes. What do you think, Alvin? Isn’t it beautiful?” Gabrielle

dipped his chin. “It is, Miss Jones. You’ve done a splendid job, and you’ve chosen well on the tie. Maybe

his statement with the sincerest

stunned for a moment. She had never imagined herself

job. Don’t pass it on to Gabrielle.” Although Westley would love Gabrielle to choose his ties for him, he was worried that it

understood what Westley meant and quickly corrected himself. “I’m only kidding, Miss Jones. I can’t bother you. Mr. Morris’s right. It is

you have something important to tell Westley, I’ll give you two some privacy. I

me carry you there.” It was a genuine offer, but at the same time, Westley

not my legs. I can walk to the bathroom on my own. Besides, your hand is still injured. I can’t let you carry me. I don’t want you ripping your wound open.”

Shout if

Westley reminded her.

it was. In fact, he could CAITY her around the house for ten minutes long and not bleed. He was

answered and shut the bathroom door “What’s the matter?” Westley asked

cold stare and pointed tone made Alvin’s heart leap to his throat. Alvin took a steadying

Garcia family’s taken care of, Mr. Mornis. Emily was lucky that we just expelled her from the university last time. It was unspeakable how she dared hurt Miss Jones this

 Westley interrupted

corrected him that it took some

he realized that his boss just told him to address Gabrielle officially as

Mrs. Monis.

Yes, Emily hurt Mrs. Morris gravely this time. We can’t give her any more chances.” Deep

as his wife, but did it mean that their fake marriage also

 like he

now on, Westley would have nothing to do with the Collins family. It would

enough. Maybe it’s time we fulfill her wish. Dig up Emily’s past. Find her skeletons in the closet, drag them out, and let the Internet feast on them. Got it?” Westley

knew what to

it done, Mr.

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