Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 385

Staring hesitantly at Westley, Gabrielle spoke up finally.

"What does that mean, Westley?" She wanted to understand what he meant without having to make a guess.

Guessing was one thing she so much disliked.

"By telling you about Helena, Bonnie acknowledged you as a member of the family. You see, that is rather some kind of family secret, and it's forbidden that we tell outsiders," Westley explained in a calm voice.

Gabrielle now understood. She could now see that Bonnie had really treated her as one of the Morris family.

"Did Bonnie say something about you helping me out of the guilt?" he asked suddenly.

Gabrielle gaped at Westley.

"How did you know about that?" she asked him, her eyes dilated with surprise.

Westley always seemed to know everything, and it made her wonder if he could read other people's minds.

"I have changed a lot, and that's because of you, Gabrielle. I'm sure Bonnie must be expecting so much more from you," Westley said with a smile.

He knew how concerned his brother and sister-in-law were about him.

Bonnie had always worried about him.

His sudden marriage to Gabrielle must have made Bonnie investigate her the more.

But it gladdened him too that she could talk to Gabrielle about Helena. It showed that she saw Gabrielle as family now.

"I'm afraid I may not meet her expectations, Westley," Gabrielle said flatly and honestly.

She feared that she would not be capable of this difficult task.

When she had first married Westley, Gabrielle never thought she would have such a great impact on him. And if Bonnie hadn't told her, she wouldn't have even known how much she had changed him.

Now Gabrielle couldn't promise Bonnie that she could live up to all the expectations she had for her already.

Westley held her hands now. "No, I trust you can, Gabrielle," he said. "I feel guilty for what happened to Helena. I still do. After all, she died for me, and I can never forget her for that. But the fact is that I don't love her any longer." The earnestness was thick in his voice.

For a very long time, he had been rehearsing these words in his mind.

Thinking about Helena left him with mixed feelings.

On the one hand, he owed her his life and would always be grateful to her for risking her life to save him. However, ever since Gabrielle came into the picture, he noticed that his love for Helena had begun to fade.

"You don't love her anymore?" Gabrielle asked him, her mouth agape in utter disbelief.

When Bonnie told her about Westley and Helena, she had thought they had both been deeply in love with e

ach other and were even going to get married.

Why did Westley now claim not to love her anymore?

"Yes. See, Gabrielle, I can tell you all you need to know about Helena," he said, staring into her eyes.

The fact was that he hadn't even loved Helena that much then.

He had known her since they were both children and had grown up thinking that what he felt for her was love. Now, he realized that she had been much of a sister than a lover.

"No, thanks. Bonnie has told me all I need to know," Gabrielle cut in.

She didn't want to know any more about them than Bonnie had told her already. It would only make her sad.

"Alright, then. But I want you to know I'll always tell you everything when you want to hear it. You only have to ask," Westley whispered, caressing her hand.

Gabrielle nodded obediently. "Okay. No more secrets."

"And one more thing. I'll be taking you to a place tomorrow," he said, an ounce of mystery in his voice.

Gabrielle couldn't help being curious. "Where?"

"You'll find out when we get there tomorrow," Westley said, chuckling and enjoying his suspense.

Gabrielle said nothing more and decided to wait for the surprise, whatever it was.

So she said, "Alright."

They left the Half Moon Bay soon after breakfast the next morning. Westley first took Gabrielle downtown to pick up a bunch of white lily from a flower shop. Then, they drove to the suburbs.

During the drive, a rather indistinct idea popped up in Gabrielle's head. She knew that there was a cemetery in the western suburbs.

And maybe, Helena was buried there.

Wait, since Westley had talked about taking her somewhere, was he perhaps taking her to meet Helena?

Her logic impressed her.

She would soon later find out that her guess was correct.

Westley was actually taking her to the cemetery to meet Helena.

The car soon stopped in the parking lot at the entrance of the cemetery.

"Here we are," he announced calmly, opening the door for Gabrielle.

Gazing at the rows of tombstones in front of her, Gabrielle gasped silently for breath. She couldn't describe the feeling that gripped her heart.

How on earth could Westley take his wife to visit his dead ex-girlfriend?

"Did you bring me here to visit Helena, Westley?" Gabrielle asked, hesitating.

She wanted to leave this place, especially now that she felt rather guilty as though she had stolen Westley from Helena.

"Yes, I brought you here to see her," Westley replied gently, glancing at Gabrielle.

But Gabrielle wasn't sure that she wanted to meet Helena.

"Can I say no, Westley?"