Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 325

Alvin had been waiting there for quite some time. When he saw Westley walking with Gabrielle in his arms, he hurried to open the door.

 

"Mr. Morris, Mrs. Morris, please get in the car!" Alvin said in a respectful voice.

 

Westley bent over and deposited her in the back seat. Then he took a seat next to her.

 

"Mrs. Morris, are you okay?" Alvin quickly returned to the driver's seat and looked at the couple behind him with seriousness and concern.

 

Although they both wore stoic expressions, he could sense an undercurrent of embarrassment in the car.

 

This worried Alvin a little. After work, Westley had been very upset when he found out that Gabrielle hadn't gone back to Half Moon Bay after leaving No. 1 Champs Elysees. Instead, she had gone to the Jones family house.

 

Alvin had tracked down Gabrielle's whereabouts and reported it to Westley, who had been behaving frigidly throughout the ride to this park.

 

Now he had carried her out in this manner, making Alvin a little concerned.

 

"I'm fine," Gabrielle explained hurriedly.

 

Westley sat a few inches beside her with a wooden expression on his face. His lips were pursed and he didn't want to talk to her.

 

Gabrielle could feel the gloominess in the air between them, and she wondered if she could cheer him up.

 

"Westley, I know you're mad at me. I'll cook dinner for you when we get back. Don't be angry with me, okay?" she said in a coy voice and held his hand.

 

Westley's face softened and he smiled.

 

"Why would I be angry with you? Does your leg feel better?" Westley shot her a glance filled with pride.

 

He was a man and didn't want to betray his true feelings by arguing with her. He had just been upset that she had gone to the Jones family house without informing him.

 

"My leg is alright. It's not numb at all, so don't be upset anymore. I'll cook dinner for you tonight." Gabrielle's mood lifted when she saw that he was relieved.

 

However, her stomach growled uncomfortably at that exact moment.

 

"Are you hungry?" Westley asked her in a low voice. He remembered that she had gone to the Jones family house without having any lunch.

 

It was natural for her to be starving by now.

 

"Oh, I didn't have lunch. I'm sorry." Gabrielle's face turned bright red with mortification.

 

"Let's eat out today. Alvin, choose a nearby restaurant," Westley said, directing Alvin to go to a restaurant.

 

After all, it would be impossible for Gabrielle to cook dinner now.

 

It was unreasonable to ask a hungry woman who hadn't had lunch to cook for him.

 

"Okay, Mr. Morris." Alvin sifted through his memory for well-known restaurants in the area as he prepared to drive there.

 

"No, thanks. We can go back directly," Gabrielle still hesitated.

 

"Gabrielle, why do you like to always oppose me? Last night, you had promised me that you would always be an obedient wife. Is this how an obedient wife behaves?" Westley said in a calm voice.

 

Hearing this, Gabrielle paused for a while before speaking. "We can go out for dinner tonight and I will cook for you tomorrow."

 

Westley was happy to hear this, a faint smile on his face. "Gabrielle, you need to be more serious about your health. I don't like torturing people so much."

 

Westley had never been the kind of man who derived hi

s happiness from other people's pain, so he wasn't happy with Gabrielle cooking dinner for him now, considering that her stomach was growling with hunger.

 

Ten minutes later, Alvin stopped the car outside a restaurant.

 

Westley led Gabrielle into the private room. The rush hour had passed and there weren't many guests.

 

Westley ordered the food while Gabrielle sat there sipping her water quietly. She knew his nature well. It was not wise for her to offend him when he was unhappy.

 

"Gabrielle, can you tell me what happened with the Jones family?" Westley looked at Gabrielle serenely.

 

He hadn't asked her till now because he wanted to give her time to settle down.

 

"What?" Gabrielle stared at him, nonplussed. She hadn't expected him to ask her such a question so suddenly. She didn't know how to answer him.

 

So she could only stare at him in silence.

 

"Gabrielle, don't play dumb. Don't you understand what I'm asking you?" Seeing the confused expression on her face, Westley thought she was just pretending.

 

'She just doesn't want to tell me what has happened. This woman makes me so angry, ' he thought in frustration.

 

"If you truly don't want to talk about it, forget that I asked anything. If you feel misunderstood and upset in the future, I won't be the one to care about you anymore," Westley said in an even voice.

 

It was not that he wanted to stop caring about her, but this woman was just so difficult to get along with. He wanted to help her, but she seemed to refuse to accept his help at every turn.

 

"Westley, you misunderstand me. It's not that I don't want to tell you, but that I think you don't want to hear what I have to say," Gabrielle said hesitantly.

 

Westley was never happy to hear about Bryce.

 

"How can you judge that I don't want to listen to you before you even tell me anything?" Westley had guessed that Gabrielle being called by the Jones family must have something to do with Bryce.

 

"It's about Bryce," Gabrielle said after a long pause.

 

'So I was right, ' Westley thought. A frigid look entered his eyes.

 

"What did they say? Have they found him?" Westley asked, pretending to know nothing.

 

Both Bryce and Nellie were locked up by him, so he knew that the Jones family hadn't found them.

 

"They haven't found him yet. They lost contact in Thailand. It has been more than fifteen days. My mother began to panic. She had been in touch with Bryce, but suddenly she couldn't get hold of him, so she requested me to ask for your help," Gabrielle said bluntly, not hiding anything.

 

Westley already knew that Wendy had been in touch with Bryce in private. He had hoped that the Jones family and Wendy would take the opportunity to hand over Bryce to him.

 

But Wendy didn't do that. Instead, she thought she would pay her debt off by marrying Gabrielle to him.

 

Wendy was a good schemer, but she shouldn't have manipulated him. How could Westley let her get away with tricking him?

 

'Wendy is courting death. I will show her what will happen if she annoys me, ' he thought angrily.

 

'And now, she has even asked Gabrielle to seek my help in finding Bryce. She is really daydreaming.'

 

"Westley, will you help us find Bryce?" Gabrielle asked worriedly when she saw the indifferent look on his face.