Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 355

Gabrielle didn't expect to see Vivian here. Of all the people Gabrielle thought she would bump into, she never thought Vivian would be one of them.

Gabrielle looked in disbelief at Vivian who was a few meters away. Vivian also had her drink arrested halfway to her lips as she stared back. Then, the woman darted her eyes to Westley and back to Gabrielle. Vivian had an unreadable expression, and while she didn't openly show her disgust, she clearly looked down on Gabrielle.

When Vivian saw Gabrielle get out of Westley's luxury car last time, she sneered at Gabrielle. Vivian believed that the only way Gabrielle could afford something so expensive was by hooking up with rich men. Vivian always made her feel like Gabrielle was beneath her.

Gabrielle arrived at Micheal's birthday party tonight. Vivian naturally assumed that the only way Gabrielle scored an invite was because of Westley. Vivian gave her a once-over before doing the same to Westley. It was clear what Vivian was implying. She didn't need to say anything to send her message across.

Westley noticed Vivian staring maliciously at him and Gabrielle. He looked at Gabrielle's stiff shoulders; she was standing ramrod straight and clutching her bag tightly. Right there and then, Westley knew that the two women knew each other.

And judging by their facial expressions, they weren't on good terms.

"Gabrielle, do you know each other?" Westley asked her as he put his hand on the small of her back.

"My colleague. So can you... please pretend that we do not know each other later?" Gabrielle shifted her weight uneasily. Her forehead was starting to sweat.

"There's no need for that. With the way she's looking at us, she has already guessed our relationship. It's impossible to pretend to be strangers now," Westley stated matter-of-factly.

Gabrielle took a deep breath and glanced at Westley. He was right. Vivian was a shrewd, vindictive woman. She already arrived at a conclusion—faulty it might be—so it was unnecessary for Gabrielle to deny anything. It was simply too late.

Anyway, she hadn't done anything wrong to Vivian. There was nothing to hide, and Gabrielle wasn't guilty of doing anything shameful.

"Mia, is Vivian a member of the Murphy family?" Gabrielle asked directly, still looking at Vivian at the corner of her eyes.

'Vivian and Cayden—are they related?' Gabrielle wondered.

"No, that woman has nothing to do with the Murphy family. She's not their relative. She's just one of the friends of Cayden's sister. Cayden actually brought her here today. Can you imagine? It's unbelievable!" Mia didn't bother hiding her disgust.

"I didn't expect that she's your colleague and you work in the same studio. I know she's a very good jewelry designer. But I didn't like her at first sight. She's arrogant, and there's something about her that gives me the creeps. When she saw my brother, her eyes lit up. I guess she deliberately asked Cayden's sister to bring her here. She's obviously on the hunt for a rich guy to hook up with. Unfortunately for me, I know what she's thinking all too well." Mia didn't like Vivian, who she had just met for the first time. Mia fanned her face with her hand after her long rant.

Because of Cayden's matter, Mia hated every member of the Murphy family. As for this Vivian, Mia could feel her blood boil just at the sight of her.

That woman had the gall to come over and flirt not just with Micheal but with every rich man she laid her eyes on. Mia was no stranger to this particular type of woman.

"Yes, a colleague. She's my boss, actually, but we don't have a particularly good relationship. Besides, the entire company doesn't know about my marriage. I especially don't want her to know," Gabrielle revealed. She tried so hard to avoid Vivian whenever she could. But enemies were always bound to meet somewhere.

"Now, how should we deal with her?" Gabrielle turned to Westley who was quietly listening to her conversation with Mia.

Cayden and Vivian were coming closer. It worried Gabrielle.

It never occurred to Gabrielle that the first unexpected person she would meet in Micheal's villa was Vivian. She didn't know what to say, and she had no idea how to handle this situation.

However, Westley reached out his hand and pulled her into his arms. She always fit his body perfectly.

"Westley, what are you doing?" Gabrielle almost yelped at Westley's sudden, unexpected e

mbrace. Westley responded by resting his chin on her head and pulling her closer.

Gabrielle had long protected their secret, and she didn't want their relationship to be made public. But here was Westley, wrapping her in his arms a little forcefully. Was he going to reveal their marriage to Vivian directly?

"Gabrielle, do you trust me? I can handle this," Westley whispered in her ear. She leaned back and saw him raise his eyebrow at her.

Gabrielle only got more nervous. She tried to read his mind, but of course, she couldn't.

She had absolutely zero idea what Westley was planning to do. So she laid her hand on his chest, and searched his handsome features.

"Do you want to make our relationship public?" She spoke in a low voice, her palms already sweating.

"If you don't want to reveal that we're married, we can just make her believe that she's right about our relationship." Something wicked flared in Westley's eyes. He smiled smugly at her.

"What does she think our relationship is?" Gabrielle was still in a daze. She couldn't think straight; she was suddenly glad Westley was here to help her out.

Vivian and the others had arrived in front of them. Vivian was staring daggers at her.

"Miss Robinson, Gabrielle, do you two know each other?" Vivian flashed her white teeth at Gabrielle, but her eyes were focused on Westley's hand resting on Gabrielle's shoulder. Vivian looked like a predator who couldn't wait to rip Gabrielle into pieces.

Vivian was holding a drink in one hand, and she swirled its contents as she continued to stare at the couple. It didn't escape her notice that the man just hugged Gabrielle in public, basically declaring that there was something between them. Vivian previously thought that Gabrielle must have been hooking up with a rich man, and now, it seemed that Vivian's guess was correct.

Vivian had to hand it to Gabrielle; she was really something. She didn't just hook up with anyone—the guy had to be Westley. 'How is Gabrielle so good at this? What's her play?' Vivian clearly underestimated Gabrielle.

"Yes, she's my friend," Mia said curtly. She didn't like scheming women like Vivian at all.

Naturally, she wasn't going to pretend to be friendly towards Vivian. Mia made it clear that Vivian shouldn't even be at the party.

Vivian couldn't blame Mia, though. She was the daughter of the Robinson family, and if she looked down on Vivian, then it was her right. Vivian didn't really care either way.

Gabrielle surprised Vivian. She wasn't just with Westley, but she was also Mia's good friend. Vivian thought Gabrielle was good at inserting herself among the elite.

"Hello, Mr. Morris. I'm Gabrielle's colleague, Vivian. I've heard a lot about you. I feel so lucky to see you here today." Vivian extended her hand to Westley, giving him her best smile.

Westley only looked at her hand and didn't shake it. Vivian cleared her throat before she stood straighter. "Miss Vivian, since you've seen us, there's no point in hiding it anymore. Gabrielle is my woman. I hope you can take care of her in the future, and I hope no one finds out about today. You seem like a smart person. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Vivian's eyes widened in realization that she was right. Gabrielle was indeed Westley's secret lover. Vivian decided to store this information—she might need it someday.

"Mr. Morris, I know what you mean. Don't worry. I won't talk about this." Vivian smiled coyly and made a zipping motion over her mouth—indicating that she would keep it shut. When she got her confirmation about the status of Gabrielle and Westley's relationship, Vivian felt so much better.

"That's great. Otherwise, you might not be able to withstand the consequences," Westley said flatly. Even though he didn't raise his voice, his meaning was loud and clear. Vivian was no fool, and she understood it immediately.

"I know, Mr. Morris. Don't worry about it." Vivian didn't like being threatened, especially in front of other people. But this was Westley, and she couldn't afford to offend someone like him.

"Mia, what are you talking about here? It's too cold. Let's go inside where it's warmer." Cayden came out to usher Mia inside.

Mia rolled her eyes at him and crossed her arms over her chest. "Cayden, didn't you hear what I said? You have no right butting in on my business. It's so annoying to see you, so stop showing up in front of me."