Lock You In My Heart

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

Drive safely, please. I really have to go now.” Gabrielle picked up her bag and ran as fast as she could. Westley watched as she

ran her over but hit the brakes in time. It made Westley’s heart leap to his throat. He felt so scared that he considered rushing over to the scooter rider

responsibly. They did not watch the road enough to

stude and ran into Vivian who was leanin against a lamppost by the entrance atid sipping her coffee. She smiled andabrielle, but her eyes told a differe’story. She was up to something “Good morning Vivian.” Gabrielle

a senior to Gabrielle,

her.

question for you. “Vivian left the lamppost and walked toward Gabrielle, holding out her cup

her with her

effortless stride in ridiculously high heeled shoes or her

the studio was temified of her. She

don’t know any questions that I can anger for you. I’m not on your level of terms of both professionalism and qualification, I think I should be the oMe to have questions for you.” Gabrielle tried her

Vivian’s question. She could not possibly

studio, Vivian was basically God. She worked on her own and did not require anybody’s assistance. She could solve every problem by herself except

Jason in

and told her that she had a question for her. Gabrielle could not help feeling confused and

hostile

was being chatty toward or now,

iom an ordinary family? How could you afford such a car? How did you

 her cool. She

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

license plate, she would never be able to

to Westley. Alvin had made sure of

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

a sudden, the fake smile

with her head down. It was no s et that Vivian loathed Gabrielle, un nobody in the Studio

found many excuses to make trouble for Gabrielle. Gabrielle was easy-going, and she did whatever Vivian asked her to

a little bit of a pushover, and Vivian milked that fact for