Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 296

Chapter 296 Blocked By Someone

The car was still at least a kilomgter away from the studio, but Gabriellavas already urging him to pull over.

“Westley, I’m fine getting go here. Just stop the car. I’ll walk the cost of the way. You don’t need to drogat ‘me off at the door,” Gabrielle said, looking tense. Westley frowned she did the same thing when he drove ter to Alorith University. She asked high to pull over a considerable distance away from the gates. Westley did not mind it then because they were at a university and Gabrielle was a Student there. But he was driving her to a studio now. Why could he not drop her off at the door?

However, Westley still decided to stop the car.

“Gabrielle, do you really think of me as your personal chauffer? Am I supposed to just drop you off wherever you want?” Westley asked, looking her dirantl.. :_ 11. –

He was the one who insisted on driving her here, and now he was unhappy because she did not want to inconvenience him by making him drive all the way to the studio.

Gabrielle let out a small sigh. Men really complicated. Especially Westley. He had mood swings of a pregnant, hormetal woman, One second, he was happy and the next, he was angry. Gavelle felt that Westley’s attitude Yoward everything was always all over the map. Predicting his dispositions any situation was as impossible as hiding a cloud in the sky..

But she was not really planning on figuring him out

He would never ever belong to her, so trying to understand him was pointless.

“Of course I dare not make the Mr. Moms my personal driver. But seriously, thank you for giving me a ride. I have to go now, or I will be late.” After sincerely thanking Westley, Gabrielle got off the car.

But Westley did not really want her gratitude

“What time are you getting off work?” Westley asked

“I’m usually out by six o’clock. I don’t know yet if I need to work overtime today. But I’ll call you when I get a work, okay?” Seeing that Westley’s etc got darker and darker, G ielle immediately changed her tong to coax him..

“Fine, but remember who you promised. Don’t break it.” Westley still felt wat Gabrielle could not be trusted. 09

There was only one thought in Gabrielle’s mind right now. “Am I a liar in Westley’s eyes, a person who doesn’t know how to keep a promise?’

Gabrielle made a mental note to come home early tonight and make Westley a meal

picked up her bag and ran as fast

Westley’s heart leap to his throat. He felt so scared that he considered rushing

did not watch the road enough to see what was in front of them. It pissed Westley

andabrielle, but her eyes told a differe’story. She was up to something “Good morning Vivian.” Gabrielle wanted to just Walk past

the company, Vivian was a senior to

her.

“Vivian left the lamppost and walked toward Gabrielle, holding out her cup of coffee in front

with her long, white

was Vivian’s effortless stride in ridiculously high heeled shoes or her knowing state that sent

arrogant and had a temper. Everyone in the studio was temified of her. She was a powerful designer that no one dared to

terms

to dodge Vivian’s question. She could

not require anybody’s assistance. She could solve every problem

Jason in

up to her and told her that she had a question for her. Gabrielle could not

 had always been hostile to

being chatty toward or now,

you get out of a luxury car near the buswiation. Didn’t you say that you came iom an ordinary family? How

herself to keep her cool. She was right.

her get out of Westley’s car. Perhaps she just saw the car but did not see

the license plate, she would never be able to trace the

Westley. Alvin had made sure

 I understand what you mean.” Obviously, Gabrielle was playing

a sudden, the fake smile melted off Vivian’s

colleague of thgos arrived and walked right past them with her head down. It

Gabrielle. Gabrielle

of a pushover, and Vivian milked that fact for her own benefit and even

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