Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 352

As he leaned closer, Gabrielle's first instinct was to push him away. She felt that the man had cast a spell over her. Every time he got closer, she would blush and be ashamed of it later.

"I can do this myself, Westley." A blush flamed Gabrielle's cheeks.

However, Westley fastened the seat belt for her, and sat back calmly.

"You are too slow," he said.

Gabrielle took deep breaths to calm down, hoping the blush on her cheeks would subside. Westley always did what he said, so arguing with him was out of the question.

Therefore, she decided to remain silent.

"Thank you." Gabrielle smiled gratefully.

"I've told you many times that I don't accept verbal gratitude. If you want to thank me, do it through your actions." Westley shrugged.

He never shied away from expressing his feelings.

He preferred to express feelings through action instead of talking at lengths about it. Therefore, he expected Gabrielle to show her gratitude instead of thanking him.

"All right. Let's go to the mall now. Or we might get late," Gabrielle urged him as she tried to calm herself down.

She knew that it would take time to pick the gift and couldn't rush such a thing.

Gabrielle was worried that they would get late because they had to pick a gift. It would be impolite if they didn't arrive there on time.

"Have you decided what gift to buy for Micheal? Don't worry too much about it. Just pick the first gift you like." Westley didn't want to put too much thought into buying a birthday gift for Micheal. After all, he didn't want her to go out of the way to buy a gift for another man.

The thought of her paying so much attention to another man seemed to upset him.

"I haven't thought about it. Let's go to the mall first. If I find something nice, I'll pick it up right away." After all, Micheal had saved her life. Therefore, she wanted to get him the best gift.

However, she couldn't mention it in front of Westley because he regarded Micheal as his rival in love rather than the person who saved her life.

"Okay." Westley was pleased with her answer.

He didn't want her to waste too much time picking a gift for Micheal. He wanted her to buy something random for the sake of gifting.

"Westley, is there something that you like in particular?" Gabrielle cocked her head curiously.

She wanted to find out what he liked so that she could buy it for him on his birthday. Birthday cakes weren't special; he would eat and forget about it. Gabrielle wanted to buy a more ceremonious gift that would remain close to his heart.

"Nothing." He shrugged.

He had never put much thought into it.

Westley was never interested in materialistic things.

"Okay." Gabrielle forced a smile, trying to hide her disappointment. She wanted to use the opportunity to find out what he liked and gift it on his birthday.

Now that he didn't mention anything, she decided to get him a cake.

"What? Are you planning to buy me a gift?" Westley asked when he saw the disappointment on her face.

He had thought that Gabrielle didn't have to give him anything because she didn't know when his birthday was.

"No. I

f you want something, I could buy it for you." Gabrielle didn't want him to know that she was planning to get something for his birthday.

Westley was happy to hear that she wanted to gift him.

The thought mattered to him more than the gift itself.

"Don't worry about it. Buy something for yourself. I gave you the card so that you can buy the things you like." Westley drove happily. Gabrielle's offer had improved his mood.

When they arrived at the nearest shopping mall, Westley stopped the car, and Gabrielle unfastened the seat belt. "Westley, wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Westley was one of the most influential men in the city. There would be a commotion in the mall if he accompanied her.

Therefore, it was best for him to wait in the car.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" he asked.

Gabrielle opened the door and got out of the car without hesitation. She didn't leave any chance for him to accompany her.

"No, thanks. You wait for me in the car; don't go out. Your presence would only cause a riot. So I will pick a gift and come back soon. It will get late if you come." With that, Gabrielle strutted toward the shopping mall.

Sitting in the car, Westley quietly watched her receding figure as he thought about what she said.

'Is she blaming me for being famous?'

His popularity was beyond his control because the Morris Group was the most famous company in the city. As the president of the Group, he was also equally popular.

Besides that, he was a handsome man and the second son of the Morris family. He had been popular ever since he was a little boy.

Since Westley had no control over it, he had learned to embrace his popularity.

While he was lost in thought, his phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket and saw a request for a video chat. A smile emerged on his face when he saw the ID. He answered the phone right away.

"Hi, little Daddy! It's me!" The image of a pretty girl, about three or four years old, appeared on the screen.

"Tammy, do you miss me?" Westley's face softened; his eyes shone with tenderness.

Her pretty face was enough to brighten up his day. All his problems and worries would disappear when he spoke to her.

After all, the little girl's innocence and pretty face had the power to melt anyone's heart.

"Yes, I miss you so much. Mommy and I will come back to see you tomorrow. Don't forget to pick us up." The little girl smiled.

"Okay, I'll pick you up," Westley agreed without hesitation.

"That's great. We can see you tomorrow. I'm so happy!" she squealed in joy.

Westley couldn't help but smile at her.

"I am also excited to see you. How long has it been since we saw each other?" he asked.

The girl began to count her fingers, her lips pursed in concentration. The more she counted, the more confused she became. Finally, she sighed and gave up.

"I don't know, little Daddy!" She looked at the camera and shook her head. "But it feels like a long time. I miss you every day." She pouted.

The little girl was good at coaxing people, and Westley knew it too. She had the power to melt anyone's heart.