Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 343 She Could Not Agree On Behalf of

Talon’s private restaurant was located in a residential building of an old district with narrow alleys, so the car couldn’t stop directly in front of the establishment. They had to walk for more than a hundred meters to get to the parking lot. The two walked silently. With her bag slung over her shoulder, Gabrielle followed him obediently, quietly appreciating the unique charm of the area and how quaint it was.

They were designers, and they always gravitated towards anything about design–from architecture and stores to clothing and shoes. They could even draw inspiration from simple flowers and grass. There was no limit to their imagination.

Gabrielle loved the scenic view, so she often stopped to stare at the old buildings. She completely ignored Jackson who walked with rapid steps

ahead, not bothering la look at anything. “Gabrielle, do you mind if I smoke? Jackson suddenly stopped and turned back to ask Gabrielle He Talued his brow. waiting for her answer.

Gabrielle saw that he had a cigarette and lighter in his hand. Those two things seemed to appeilr out of nowhere.

Gabrielle was a little surprised. She didn’t know Jackson smoked, but judging from his behavior, he must have been a smoker for years.

“Jackson, why are you asking for permission? This isn’t a no-smoking zonc. Of course you can smoke,” Gabrielle said with a smile. Jackson responded with a brief nod to her.

Personally, Gabrielle didn’t like the smell of cigarettes. It made her dizzy. She was also womed for her lungs because of second-hand smoke, but even so, she had no right to say no to Jackson,

Besides, he was one of her bosses, so there was no reason to stop him. She should just keep a distance from him while he smoked.

Jackson lit the cigarette, took a puff, ind stubbed it out into the ashtray on top of the dustbin. He then continued to walk.

Gabrielle was rendered speechless as she watched Jackson. He smoked a single puff then put it out. What a total waste. She had never seen anyone smoke like that before.

Perhaps it wasn’t so unexpected. After all, Jackson had a rather distinct personality

anyone in the studio could attest to that fact. He wasn’t an ordinary man. He looked at things differently.

“Gabrielle, is your husband here?” Jackson asked casually. He wasn’t actually curious, but he only wanted to know if her husband was coming. Unlike others who thrived on gossip, Jackson didn’t have any other motive when he asked such a question.

interested in seeing her husband. That was probably why he

well-known figure in Antawood. She was 100% sure Jackson

who had lived at least a few months in the

Jackson saw Westley, their relationship would be exposed. It was only a

just want to know if he has arrived yet. If he hasn’t, i’ll wait here with you. But if he’s already here, you can go to him directly.” said Jackson indifferently. He then looked around

had no interest in Gabrielle, let alone her husband. But even if he was arrogant and intimidating. Jackson wasn’t so coldhearted that he would leave her in this alley

safe for her to wait for Westley alone. Despite some of his unlikeable traits, Jackson was

go to a café nearby and wait for my husband.

me to an private restaurant. Dinner was delicious. Gabrielle

Mon

actually cared about her. It was a striking contrast to

hungry, and 1 didn’t want to eat just anything. You paid for the dinner, so that made us even, “Jackson replied

out. If anything happened to her, he would never hear the end

to wait here by myself. Anyway. he’s already on his way here. You can go home now.” Gabrielle urged him to

want him to

wouldn’t

all,

o’clock the day after tomorrow. Then,

her yet, so he was probably still driving Gabrielle ordered a cup of coffee and chose a scat by the window so she could spot him casily. She checked the time on her phone, but she didn’t call Westley. She didn’t want to pressure him to drive faster Besides, it wasn’t

phone, she received a message from Mia, asking if she

what the matter was while

replying, Mia called her

“Mia, what’s up?”

except for our families and close friends. It’s a birthday dinner at home.

So it will be