Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218 Heartbreak

Neither of them spoke. The air seemed to be frozen. There was only the sound of breathing, and the aroma of coffee, along with the musky smell of the room. The mixture of scents made settled heavily on Gabrielle’s lungs.

“Gabrielle, you said it yourself. if he didn’t do it, you know what’s going to happen, don’t you?” Clutching her phone, Estelle sneered at her hostage. “There are two men inside, and four or five more waiting outside, that would be dreadful, for sure!”

Estelle‘s gaze was terrifying.

But Gabrielle had no choice but to stay calm. “Just call him. I mean what I said.”

Estelle dialed the number, but no one picked up. She tried again, but to no avail

“Did you guys break up?” Gabrielle couldn’t help asking Estelle’s eye twitched in annoyance.

“Ugh, shut up! We’re together, duh He’s just busy right now. Forget it; I won’t ask him. I know he won’t do anything to hurt me.

But you… I’ll see that you get a taste of humiliation today.”

“Estelle, let me go. Then we will have opportunity to talk about the business of the Johnson Group. If you do this, you’ll be destroying the Johnson family. Do you understand what I mean?” Gabrielle struggled to sit up. The ragged clothes could cover her a little bit. Although the two masked men next to her couldn’t see her, she still felt humiliated

“Destroyed by me? How dare you! If it weren’t you, these things wouldn’t have happened. Our Johnson Group was fine, but someone blocked our project. How dare you say that you didn’t ask Westley to do it bekend my back? I’m very curious. Is Westley doing you favors now? No one in Antawood could ever get close to him. How did you hook him up? You must be very good in bed, huh, Gabrielle?” Estelle snapped, and Gabrielle couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“Birds of a feather flock together. So your

and knocking Estelle on her belly. The latter squatted in pain. “Gabrielle, what the fuck?! Do you have a death wish?!” Estelle stood up and raised the scissors, threatening to stab Gabrielle.

Out of nowhere, a man gripped Estelle’s wrist, stopping her vicious act.

“You’re making a huge mistake.” Westley threw Estelle aside. He hurriedly held Gabrielle in his arms. “I’m here. Sorry I’m late.” Westley took off his coat with one hand and covered her tightly.

yo “Westley, I knew you’d come. If not. I’d probably…”

“Don’t say anything.” Westley lifted her up and glared daggers at Estelle who was squatting on the ground,

“I already gave you a warning, Estelle. The Johnson family will bear the crushing weight of your sins. You better hide and live well, instead of biting people like a mad dog. Don’t blame me for what’s to come for you.” There was nothing but coldness in Westley’s sharp eyes.

“Westley, what is she to you?” Looking at Westley in disbelief, Estelle thought, “To

save her twice… why would he go so far?’

“You don’t deserve to know!

Alvin clean up the rest.”

Then Westley left with Gabrielle in his arms. Gabrielle curled up in his hold, trembling uncontrollably.

“Gabrielle.” Westley settled Gabrielle in the car, but she didn’t have any reaction. She was dull. Westley didn’t say much, he just held her tightly in his arms.

“It‘s okay now, Gabrielle.” Westley gently stroked her hair and asked the bodyguard to drive back to Calf Moon Bay.

“Gabrielle, there is nothing to be afraid now.

Westley wasn’t one to comfort people, but he tried to make Gabrielle feel better.

Still in shock from the turn of events, she didn’t say anything, her eyes full of horror and fear.

If he were late by only a fraction of a second, the scissors would have pierced Gabrielle’s chest.

The thought made Westley feel terrible. He didn’t want to think about it anymore. At a distance, Sophie was horrified to see Gabrielle in tattered clothes.

“Mr. Morris, what happened to Miss Jones? How did she end up like this?” Tears welled up in Sophie’s eyes. How could Miss Jones get hurt all the time? Her wounds just healed, but now she got injured again. What a sin!

someoler

“Sophie, I’ll take her back to her FOCI to clean up. You make some soothing tea and bring it to me. Ask Remy to wait for me in the living room.” Westley carried his wife upstairs.

He had contacted Remy on the way back, so he should be here soon.

“I see. I’ll make soothing tea right away.” Without any delay, Sophie went back to the kitchen to boil water. She felt terrible and hoped that Miss Jones would be fine.

Westley carried her into the bathroom and let her sit on the stool, but Gabrielle clung his shirt tightly and didn’t want to let go

“Gabrielle, it’s fine. Let me run bath for you.” Westley looked at her tenderly.