Lock You In My Heart

Westley really thought that it was unwise to close the zip for Gabrielle, for he had overestimated his self-control and underestimated his attraction to her.

So when he went in and saw her exposed back, his heart almost stopped beating. He gritted his teeth as he tried to hold himself back, surprised at his body’s reaction.

Gabrielle not only had a pretty face but also a perfect figure. She was stunning and flawless enough to be a model, a hand model, a leg model, and even a back model. She would easily throw everyone else to the side.

“Is that you, Westley? Come here. I need help.” Gabrielle noticed him come in, so she hurriedly told him to zip up her dress.

The zip started from the small dip at the bottom of her spine, so her entire back was exposed before Westley. Actually, Gabrielle could have managed to do it on her own.

Women were blessed with unexplainable skills to put on clothes, dresses, or skirts—no matter how complicated they might seem. Somehow, they always found ways to wear such clothing all by themselves.

But since there was someone else she could ask for help now, Gabrielle wanted to take advantage. She didn’t want to spend a few minutes fiddling with the zipper.

“Who else did this for you before, Gabrielle?” Westley stood behind her, with one hand on her waist and the other slowly zipping up the dress. His eyes trailed the creamy complexion of her skin, and he swallowed hard.

He could have done it in five seconds tops, but Westley purposely zipped it as slow as he could. This woman was standing with her exposed back—her ivory skin, delicate as snow, almost glimmered under the light. Westley couldn’t look away even if he wanted to. He was mesmerized by her. He wished she would belong to him, only him.

“Me, of course—except when Sloane was here. Then, she would do it.” Gabrielle didn’t even look behind her. If she did, she could have seen the intense look in Westley’s eyes.

“Good.” Westley smirked and felt happy. He kissed her lightly on the shoulder and finished zipping the dress.

It was an off-shoulder dress, so it didn’t look too skimpy. It revealed just enough bare skin. That was why Westley chose it finally.

She was his wife, after all. So it followed that he would rather choose the most conservative style than let her wear something too revealing. He didn’t like it when she attracted too much attention.

why Westley

jealous that others would see

dress up?” Gabrielle was kind of dumbfounded. She turned her head to the side and watched him at the corner of

to do it for you. No one else is allowed, not even Sloane.” Westley crossed his arms over his

when he said that. Men like Westley didn’t easily get jealous and make outrageous requests. The only explanation was because he truly loved and cared

he mentioned Sloane, Gabrielle’s heart

woken up from the coma. Why? Each day that Sloane still lay unconscious at the

asked Benny to visit Sloane, right? How is

and uneasiness were gone. Instead, Gabrielle’s eyebrows were drawn together; she

of every day. She wanted her to wake

the truth is, the experts attending her think that she is too delicate, and it may not be the best if they use the most aggressive approach and treat her with the most advanced equipment. Their only hope now is for

live.” Westley rested both of his hands on her shoulders and squeezed them, trying to comfort her in

was. To her, Sloane was more than just her best friend. Sloane

lying motionless in the hospital, it broke Gabrielle’s heart. She was so

are saying is that Sloane’s sense of survival isn’t that great, right? What if Benny fails at his task of making her want to live?” Gabrielle didn’t want to think about that scary

Sloane, Benny was an enemy. If he continued to visit her, nobody could guarantee that she would wake up instead of succumbing to the coma. Benny might

scared she became. Her

could tell that he didn’t want anything bad to happen to her. He really hopes Sloane will get better—just as you do. So, just trust him on this for once.” Westley planted a soft kiss on Gabrielle’s forehead in hopes of calming

skepticism. The irony wasn’t lost on Westley too. Although Sloane hated Benny so much, he was the only one who could possibly succeed in helping her

no choice but to trust Benny for now. She had

Gabrielle’s forehead was still creased with worry. The

come to my room, and I’ll take you to the hospital.” Westley patted her head

was becoming dependent on him to take care of things. She found that she didn’t have to concern herself