Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 348

Gabrielle received a phone call from Wendy while Westley was taking a bath.

She didn't want to answer it in all honesty, because she knew full well that the reason Wendy was contacting her was because of Bryce.

Thus, aside from asking things about that man, there was nothing else they would normally talk about.

"What's up, Mom?" Gabrielle greeted calmly. But if one were to listen carefully to her tone, they would notice that she was somewhat impatient.

"Are you up, Gabrielle?" Wendy was now more polite to Gabrielle, and her once exasperated behavior towards the latter had all but disappeared.

In the past, she was always picking on Gabrielle just because she was her stepmother, and she held no motherly love for her.

At present, the reason Wendy was being so nice to Gabrielle was because she needed her help. Perhaps she had never expected this to happen.

"Yes, Mom. Get to the point. What do you want?" Gabrielle had never liked beating around the bush.

"Are you still going to the studio today, Gabrielle? In that case, let's have lunch together. By the way, do you remember that I bought a set of jewelry for you a few days ago? I brought it back last time." Wendy's attitude had changed drastically. Now, she was much gentler than before.

Gabrielle had almost forgotten that Wendy kept on insisting that she picked a jewelry as a form of dowry, and it had been left in the store, so that her name could be engraved in it.

Truthfully, Gabrielle was never fond of that jewelry. Aside from that, she hadn't received any calls from the store yet, causing her to forget about it. It turned out that Wendy had already taken it back herself.

She might've even fetched it personally.

And she was probably using this as an excuse to meet up with Gabrielle.

"I'll see you at noon. Give me a call before you go. You don't have to drop by the studio. Let's just meet at a restaurant, okay?" Gabrielle replied sternly.

Everyone in the Jones family knew that she had her internship at Jason's place, but Wendy disliked it.

She used to be that daughter of the Carter family, so she wasn't that impressed of the jewelry custom-made by small studios. Even though young people nowadays were particular of their own personalities and preferred to be unique, in her old-fashioned opinions, Wendy found it more dignified to wear the most prominent jewelry brands in the world.

Moreover, she barely cared about her adopted daughter, Gabrielle. She had zero interest in Gabrielle's internship.

Even though she wanted to get involved, Gabrielle didn't want her to do so.

"Okay, I'll place a reservation for the two of us, and then I'll text you the address," said Wendy. She agreed with Gabrielle.

Now, it was all up to Gabrielle. Wendy had no say in the matter.

"Okay, see you at noon," said Gabrielle.

"Got it."

After disconnecting from the call, Gabrielle took a deep breath before changing her clothes.

By the time Westley finished showering, she was already done changing. Afterwards, she just stood there, visibly uneasy.

"What's the matter? Don't tell me you got impatient waiting for me?" Westley asked as he approached her.

"Nothing, really. I'm going to wash my face," said Gabrielle. She didn't mention anything about Wendy. Instead, she just went to the bathroom at once.

Upon hearing her response, Westley f

rowned. He knew that waiting for him while he was showering wasn't the reason she was upset.

Once Gabrielle came out of the bathroom, she looked much better. Westley knew that she didn't just wash her face there. She also probably composed herself in there.

"Let's have breakfast downstairs, shall we?" Gabrielle said with a bright smile.

'Damn it! How many times have I told her that if there's something wrong, she should tell me? She shouldn't be bearing everything all alone!' Westley cursed inwardly.

'I'm her husband. She can count on me for anything!'

"Gabrielle, I am your husband, and whatever it is you're dealing with, I can help. If you're feeling troubled about anything, just let me know, okay?" Westley's face remained composed, but his voice was filled with determination.

Gabrielle knew what he meant, and that he was a man of his word.

As long as he had made a promise, he would definitely live up to it.

Gabrielle reached out to hold his hand. "Of course, Westley. But really, this isn't a big deal. My mother just called me to ask me out for lunch. It's probably about Bryce," she said.

Westley put his hand over her hair and rubbed it gently. "Then enjoy your lunch with her. About the matter with Bryce, don't worry. I'll take care of it."

"Okay."

After breakfast, Westley drove her to her destination. This time, they parked by a big tree. As long as the paparazzi didn't keep a close eye on them, nobody would notice them there.

In all honesty, she didn't want him to take her, but if she were to refuse, he would ask Alvin to pick her up no matter how far the latter lived away.

Thus, her only option was to let Westley drive her there.

They were supposed to be a legally married couple, but right now, it was as if they were having a secret love affair. It was so exciting!

"Westley, have you noticed that we're kind of like seeing each other in secret lately?" asked Gabrielle.

Her words rendered him speechless at first, and then he smiled. "I thought you liked it. Or do you want to make our relationship public? I'm fine with either way," he said.

Upon hearing this, Gabrielle shook her head and said, "No, there's no need to do that. We're fine as it is. Have you ever heard of that saying?" She then stared at him with curiosity in her eyes.

"What are you saying?" Westley now realized that his wife wasn't as submissive as she looked. She was a woman filled with surprises.

"A secret lover receives more than the official wife. And my flowers can never triumph over the wild ones by the side of the road," said Gabrielle.

Westley was shocked by her words. It turned out that his woman wasn't as innocent as she looked. 'How could she possibly know all these?'

He raised an eyebrow while staring at Gabrielle as if he were staring at an alien. "Where did you hear that, Gabrielle?"

Just then, she realized what she had said in front of Westley. 'What on earth am I doing?

Ah… I may as well kill myself.

My image in his mind must've been ruined now!

This is always Sloane's fault. She was always saying weird things to me, and now it led to my awkwardness,' she thought to herself.

"Anyway, I'll be leaving now. Thanks for driving me here today." Gabrielle opened the car door, hoping to escape. However, Westley knew she would try to run away, so he quickly locked the car.