Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 347 His Punishment

Westley was in a good mood, and he felt as though nothing could dampen his spirits. “Gabrielle, don’t go back on your word. You promised me that you won’t ever divorce me and you will never be with Bryce.”

“What? When did I make such promise?”

Gabrielle’s brows were drawn. She stared at him in shock.

She only promised not to be with Bryce, which was no big deal because she didn’t like him anymore. Besides, Bryce wasn’t fond of her either, so really, there wasn’t any actual issue.

But divorce was an entirely different matter. She never said anything about staying married to Westley for the rest of their lives.

“Gabrielle, you promised me. Okay? I will hold onto that as long as I’m alive. Now let’s stop talking about this and just continue to give me a good massage.”

Gabrielle was about to open her mouth to say something, but Westley waved at her dismissively. He didn’t want to talk about this topic anymore because he didn’t want to give her any chance to renege.

Gabrielle also wanted to drop the topic. She didn’t even like uttering the word divorce, and it was Westley who opened up the idea if Nellie came back.

But now, times changed. It was Westley who forbade Gabrielle to divorce him. Gabriel was equal parts impressed and amused at how cunning and devious he was.

Then, fine. She wouldn’t mention it. On top of that. Westley wasn’t the kind of man who would break his promise. He already gave her his word; she was sure he would follow through.

Furthermore, he vowed to look for Bryce, so Gabrielle was confident Westley would do it. He was a man of honor.

“Gabrielle, can you add a little pressure?” Westley turned to her and requested.

Gabrielle mustered all her energy and used firmer strokes to break up his tight

muscles. Admittedly, she was getting the hang of it. “Is this enough?

There was no mistaking the anger in her tone. How could Westley not notice the shift in her mood? But he quite enjoyed it.

“Not bad. Go on.” Westley was getting more and more comfortable. He shifted his body so Gabrielle could massage his sore spots. She was angry, and she put more strength than before in each stroke, but Westley wasn’t bothered.

“Gabrielle, you can go all the way down. My waist feels sore.” Westley’s voice was muffled by the pillow, but he pointed the spot he wanted her to focus on.

contorted with Tage. With a clenched jaw and hostile glare at him, she was becoming increasingly irritated at the way he casually requested

his waist. At the back of her

with me? Why are you using ton miluch pressure on my waist? Did that. part of my body personally offend you?” Westley squirmed under her touch.

was angry. Even if he couldn’t see her face, he knew she was apoplectic with rage. She was taking it

huff, but she didn’t lessen the pressure. Instead, she continued to

things again!” Despite the way she snapped at him, Gabrielle felt her

always

own husband and depriving myself of the chance to have sex with

pain, it will be murder. If not, then what do you call it?”

this man was Westley. He was good at arguing and manipulating. He had never lost in any negotiation whether it was in his

else do you want me to massage?” Gabrielle’s voice became softer and gentler. She wasn’t going to lose

natural for him to ask his wife to do it

Then, I’ll massage

on with

her

had definition. Unlike his back and waist, Westley’s leg muscles were so hard

the pressure okay?” Gabrielle’s face darkened. She might as well have been massaging

okay. You know, a man‘s legs should be hard and powerful. Otherwise, how can he hold his woman?” Westley explained, sounding

she said,

didn’t say anything more. Then, she

way, Westley, Mia invited us to her brother’s birthday party tomorrow. Are you coming with me?” Gabrielle was actually

accompany her to the party. ‘Whatever, my task is done. It’s

a man I don’t like. What am I going there for?” As expected, Westley wasn’t thrilled at the idea of having dinner

like this, but she still hoped he would

then you don’t have to go. Anyway, Mia

Gabrielle yelped at the sudden movement. Her heart

Bryce. Now, it’s Micheal. Are you really trying my patience?” Westley whispered in her

had enough of her mentioning other men in front of

mention anyone again. Let go of me first.” Gabrielle felt uncomfortable being

to remind you by punishing you.” Westley rolled over so that Gabrielle’s back was pressed against the mattress. With his