Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart Chapter 392

Westley glanced at the location and found that Gabrielle wasn’t at Champs Hotel. He had driven her there earlier.

‘Why is she near the central street right now?’

Thus, Westley decided to call her.

“Westley? What’s up?” Gabrielle answered.

“Why are you there?” he asked.

Gabrielle leaned against a lamppost at the pavement in order to relax herself.

“Nothing, really. I just wanted to shop around the area. Are you about to get off work?” Gabrielle responded.

Naturally, she wasn’t going to tell Westley that Jackson kicked her out of the car. It would be too embarrassing to admit something like that.

Westley was her husband.

She was worried that he would make trouble for Jackson if he were to find out that Jackson kicked her out of the car.

Mentioning it would be totally unnecessary.

“Stay there. I’m going to your location.” Having said that, he disconnected from the call.

Gabrielle stared at her phone and smiled. ‘Westley is really worried about me, huh?’

Not long after, she found a bench nearby and sat down, waiting for him to pick her up.

About half an hour later, he finally showed up. His towering height cast a shadow above her.

“I’m here, my love,” said Westley.

“Hi there, stranger, are you asking me out?”

asked with a

that, Westley was stunned for a moment before he realized

role

fanciful dreams of becoming a jewelry designer, she also had an interest in

  along with

thought that someone as stern

would refuse to play these

to ask me out?”

played along with her show, she wouldn’t have been so into it. Now that he was

do anything you want. Just say the word.” The way he was looking at her was filled with affection. was sitting on a bench. It was as if they were merely talking about business

someone were to look at them and see their backs, that person would immediately assume how handsome Westley was, and

at us,”

very handsome, Westley, and I’m the only one allowed to look at you. Come on! I’ll treat you to dinner

head and saw the smile on Westley’s

view, he was

would complain how unfair God was

was a man blessed by God. He was handsome, smart,

capable; some would even

placed her

held her hand, pulling her

almost bumped into his chest. Once she had gathered her composure, she

almost hurt me.” Gabrielle clenched her

exerted a lot of strength into that punch,

hurt her, so

Gabrielle was chuckling, and even

Westley realized that she was fooling him, but

touched.” Gabrielle crooked her finger on his chin. There were a few people on this block, and there was a row of tall greeneries. If people weren’t looking carefully, none of them would

course, anyone who saw them from a distance could tell that they were hugging. What else

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