Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 316

After the two young men left them, both Michelle and Gabrielle began setting their napkins. Looking at the served dishes, Michelle picked up her chopsticks and started filling Gabrielle's plate.

"Eat, Gabrielle. This is the top-grade beef, and believe me, it's amazing!" To her best, Michelle was trying to take good care of her cousin-in-law, not to disappoint Westley in any case.

"But, Michelle," Gabrielle hurriedly said, looking at her almost filled plate, "shouldn't we wait for the big boss?" Nevertheless, Michelle already had the food in her mouth, and not so surprisingly, she was munching on it with delight.

'She said that we were invited by someone, but...' Gabrielle tilted her head, looking at Michelle eating her food effortlessly.

'She's eating without the presence of our host. It's not polite.'

"Don't worry about him. He's having a business dinner outside. He will come later. So, till then, have fun." Michelle winked while chuckling at the secret she held.

Westley told her earlier that he might not be able to join them for dinner. He said that he would be having dinner with a business partner. Also, he asked Michelle to take care of Gabrielle for dinner.

'She's so lucky to have Westley. He's so nice.' Michelle pouted internally. 'I'm jealous.'

"Oh, okay. Then, let's eat." Gabrielle then started to eat.

"Gabrielle, treat yourself with more. The chef who made it all is outstanding. I've heard he had been cooking for the royal family of the UK before."

Michelle said, gulping down another bite, "It's delicious. The food materials they use are imported from around the world every day. So, relax and eat well. And! If you want to order something more for yourself, feel free to do so." Michelle's tone was slightly exhibiting.

Nevertheless, Gabrielle was intrigued to think about what she would want to eat, 'Everything is present on the table, more than enough for three people. What else can I ask for?'

"I am fine. You should eat more too." Watching her plate full of all that was available on the table, Gabrielle had to find a way to stop Michelle from stuffing it more.

In fact, her plate was fuller than she could eat.

"I'll do. Don't worry about me. And, there's no seafood here." Michelle flashed a small mysterious smile. "So, you should feel free to eat all the dishes without being anxious." Her kindness melted Gabrielle's heart.

Though Gabrielle was allergic to seafood, she didn't deem this as a problem of a magnitude big enough to tell everyone.

However, watching Michelle care about her after knowing her sickness, Gabrielle was sincerely touched.

"Michelle..." Sincerity was even evident in Gabrielle's tone and her eyes as she spoke. "Thanks."

"Oh, don't thank me. I did nothing. I told you earlier, the big boss in charge of all this setting considered everything." Michelle shrugged, smiling at the shocked expression on Gabrielle's face.

'Westley showed his deep love for Gabrielle this way. I can't just take any credit.

It will be unjust for him.'

"So..." Gabrielle gulped in confusion. "You mean the big boss knows about my preferences?" Her confusion was turning into doubt and then into guesses.

Her suspicion was at the edge, irking her that whoever invited them to have dinner in the presidential suite was someone Gabrielle knew personally.

And not just that, she could guess that he might also have a good relationship with Michelle.

To reason this whole theory of potential possibilities, Gabrielle could only think of two people. Westley, or Austin.

They were the only ones who knew about her seafood allergy.

"But, Michelle, is the big boss..."

"Don't dwell too much into it, please. Let just continue eating." Michelle pretended as if she weren't, but she was aware that Gabrielle had started guessing. Gabrielle must have known who it was, so Michelle was not going to answer her question.

The indirect hushing gesture by Michelle proved to Gabrielle that her guesses were right. She was now sure that Michelle's so-called big boss was either Westley or Austin.

But surely, she preferred it to be Westley.

Putting her guesses aside, Gabrielle silently started eating. She had just emptied a semi sphere of food in her plate when the door opened and her ears pricked up.

The way the door closed gently, followed by the sound of heavy but elegant footsteps, Gabrielle could say without even looking that it wasn't a waiter.

Her heartbeat accelerated as she turned her head around, glancing at a tall man in his bla

ck tailored business suit. From the living room to the dining room, his long legs kept his sophisticated pace as he progressed towards them.

To say the least, Gabrielle just needed a mere glance at him to know who he was.

"What are you doing here, Westley?" Gabrielle was visibly surprised, even though she had been guessing Michelle's big boss to be Westley a moment ago.

"Why? You want me to leave?" As if moving by instinct, Westley sat down beside his wife.

"No, I didn't mean that. I..." Gabrielle opened her eyes wide, realization dawning over her. "You purposefully booked this suite?" Gabrielle looked him in the eye. Under the crystal, shimmering lights, Westley's deep orbs held Gabrielle captive with the help of his gorgeous face.

"Westley, you don't know my intellectual cousin-in-law. She had already guessed that it's you." Boasting about Gabrielle, Michelle took a bite from her plate before continuing, "By the way, this dinner is honestly so delicious!" After praising Gabrielle, Michelle tried to flatter Westley along.

"Then enjoy it silently. Will you?" Westley replied tauntingly, considering Michelle's uncontrollable tongue.

"Sure, cousin." Michelle grinned. "I will obediently eat my food and silently play the role of a third and useless wheel." Michelle tried to tease Westley, but through the rest of the conversation, she decided to stay as much invisible as she could. Surely, she didn't want to affect their date.

Despite the conversation between both siblings, Gabrielle's brain was still stuck at why had Westley booked a presidential suite for dinner.

"Why did you invite us for dinner in a presidential suite, Westley?" Gabrielle spoke as soon as Michelle stopped talking. "Isn't it unnecessary?" Westley's brain was like an unspoken riddle for her, for she couldn't understand his motives behind those several things he did until and unless he explained them himself.

She could feel this deeply that she still lagged in understanding Westley at several points. 'What could be the possible reason for this lavish booking?'

"Tell me first, do you like here?" Westley counter questioned instead.

"Well... Yes, I do." Gabrielle nodded. Her answer was sincere because even though it was a waste of money for her, still, it was peaceful, luxurious, and an amazing place to sojourn at.

It wasn't like Gabrielle was granted presidential suites often. So, she naturally liked the sophisticated setting of the suite.

"And it's your first time here, right?" Asking her, Westley's gaze went over Gabrielle's empty plate. His hands instinctively raised the chopsticks and started putting food into her plate even before he noticed.

"Yes."

Gabrielle shrugged. Being an adoptive daughter of the Jones family, it wasn't easy for her to live in such a place with the mere money she had.

"In conclusion, you're here for the first time, and it suits your taste, so I hope you won't bother asking again that why did I book this room. Also, not to let it go to waste, we are going to stay here tonight." Westley put his chopsticks down with a gentle hint of a smile on his lips.

'What?! Why stay here tonight?!'

Gabrielle suddenly whipped her head in his direction, confused.

"And why are we doing that?" It was already useless to book a presidential suite. So for Gabrielle, spending the night at home was far better than staying in such an expensive place.

"Because we can't let it go to waste." Westley mimicked her words. "Besides, it's our first time staying in a hotel, right? Why don't we enjoy it?" Westley's eyes were calm like forever.

Michelle could feel her redundancy being a third wheel between the couple. Of course, she couldn't stop her ears from listening to their conversation, which was continuously getting heated. She was bound to listen and witness their love anyway.

Westley's public display of his affection towards Gabrielle made Michelle more uneasy. She finally decided to avoid them, wanting to disappear.

"Uh, hello! I'm still here!" Michelle spoke, trying to pull them out of their romantic world. She was declaring that she still, unfortunately, existed on the same table before Westley could become bolder.

Their dinner didn't come out as planned, making her quite worried.

"Then eat quickly and don't be here. You're free to leave early," Westley retorted.

'God! Is he driving me away? Just like that?!'

'Sure enough.' Michelle had already seen through her cousin's nature. 'Waah! After he got a wife, he doesn't care about me anymore.'