Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 305

The slap made a vibrating noise that cascaded across the room. Westley was caught off guard while he was about to kiss her lips.

Westley thought that Gabrielle slapped him because she had woken up. He was afraid that she had slapped him over the fact that he so badly wanted to kiss her.

Fortunately, that was not the case.

There were no signs of Gabrielle waking up. She was fast asleep even after hitting him. Hell, she even had a smile pasted on her face.

One could only assume that she might have had a nightmare. She might have dreamt about successfully killing a fiend, hence, her reaction.

This teacup of a woman always had a way to put his interests elsewhere. He had lost all willingness to kiss her but still held her in his arms until he fell asleep.

It was as if they were two peas in a pod. Gabrielle had this reflex to shrink into his arms whenever he would try to lie down.

Westley was proud beyond words.

He was ecstatic as well. He held Gabrielle in his arms and soon thereafter, drifted off to dreamland.

Gabrielle had a dreamless night but still, she slept comfortably. It was the norm that she would wake up in the morning without Westley lying next to her. He had this habit of getting up early to do workout.

Immediately after getting dressed, she walked down the staircase. As soon as she set her foot downstairs, Blackboo overenthusiastically ran to her.

"Good morning, Blackboo!" Gabrielle stopped to scoot down and give him a pat on the head.

"Woof, woof, woof!" Blackboo barked at her.

The dog looked famished.

"Are you hungry? Hold on, let me get you some milk!" She went into the kitchen to fetch some milk, and then sat down for a little and watched Blackboo hungrily devour the milk she had prepared.

The sun looked enticing from the window. Halfway through feeding, Gabrielle took Blackboo into her arms, as if he was her child and let him out to bask under the morning sun.

From the swing where she and Blackboo sat, Gabrielle had a perfectly good view of Westley on his early morning run.

Westley often started his day doing sports in the gym or running around the yard.

His towering height stood out in the yard as he went on with his workout.

Under the warmth of the morning sun, Westley was sweating quite heavily as he ran. He felt incredible.

A man as debonair as him working out so very early in the morning was indeed a sight to see. He looked so fucking hot it was almost otherworldly.

"Blackboo, look! Westley is running." Gabrielle talked to her pet in a singsong voice. She gave him a pat on the head to show him.

As if on command, Blackboo turned to look at her husband. He howled with the utmost enthusiasm when he caught glimpse of Westley. The dog was so excited to run to him, he started wriggling his legs, an indication that he wanted to get down to the ground.

"Woof, woof, woof..." Blackboo's anticipation grew by the minute.

Looking at her dog's protruding belly, Gabrielle decided that it was a great idea to let him run around. He could definitely use the exercise.

In a hot minute, she finally let Blackboo go.

"Go ahead and look for Westley," she said as she playfully spanked his round bum.

As soon as he was able to get on his feet, Blackboo ran towards Westley's direction. He chased after him with his adorably short legs, twisting his heavy bottom. The excitement in him could barely be contained.

Seeing this convinced Gabrielle, more than ever, that Blackboo would willingly abandon anyone and take Westley as his new mother.

After all, the first person a newborn saw after leaving the comfort of its mother would without a doubt become their guardian by default.

"Slow down, Blackboo. Wait for me!" Gabrielle exclaimed, her voice filled with worries.

Despite the little guy's

heavy weight and seemingly short legs, he ran like a cheetah. He was nowhere near as slow as other dogs who had even longer legs than him.

He had managed to catch up with Westley in just a few moments.

"Are you jogging with Blackboo?" Westley took a break from running and turned to look at Blackboo at his feet. He shifted his gaze towards Gabrielle who had been at the dog's tail. She stood there, cradling a bottle of milk in her hand.

"Not really. I did not have much of a choice. Blackboo desperately wanted to get off the swing when he saw you running. He sprinted towards you the moment I put him down. He was so fast, I could barely keep up. This little guy is not immune to your charm." Gabrielle looked at Westley with a grin apparent on her face.

'The puppy finds me irresistible, but what about her?'

"Do you feel that way too?" Westley asked out of curiosity.

'What?'

Gabrielle could not seem to comprehend what he was trying to say. After a couple of minutes of thinking, she finally understood. She looked at him with a smile. "Don't doubt your charm, Mr. Morris. Have you forgotten? You are Antawood's prince charming. Women would give up anything just to be with you."

She awkwardly ran towards him with a smile plastered on her face.

He was the man in the dreams of women all over Antawood. Yet, he was so ignorant of that fact.

He wanted to know if Gabrielle wanted to marry him too.

"Do you want to marry me as well?"

Westley closed the distance between the two of them. Blackboo immediately followed suit.

"Mr. Morris, am I not your wife now?" Gabrielle's brow shot up as she stared at him.

It made so much sense.

"Westley, Blackboo is obsessed with you. Why don't you take him with you and run away?" she commanded.

Westley looked down on his feet and gave his wife a sly smile. "Blackboo is practically obese. He needs the exercise, and so do you. Let's all go for run."

When she heard his offer, Gabrielle refused instantaneously. "Blackboo is fat. I'm not. Bold of you to say that I need exercise."

Westley let out a boisterous laughter the moment he heard what she said. "You do not have the strength and endurance."

'What could he possibly mean?

I'm pretty strong.'

"What are you talking about? I'm alright. I don't want to go on a jog. I'm a little exhausted." Gabrielle did not fancy sports very much.

"You're always exhausted and you fall asleep all the time. What makes you think you're strong?" Westley shamelessly bared her lies.

'I get tired easily? Fall asleep all the time?'

She soon understood what he was trying to say. This man was being an asshole again.

It was awful for him to say things like that and then pretend like he was serious.

"You can go run by yourself. Take Blackboo with you but make sure to bring him back home afterwards." She turned on her heels immediately after she said that to Westley. She was not in the mood to indulge him. Her anger made her look so adorable, anyone watching would want to put her in their pocket.

Westley was not upset at all but he did not come running after her.

"Blackboo, Gabrielle is upset. It doesn't seem like I said anything wrong. She is a little weak." Westley knelt down to look at Blackboo.

This little guy was beyond adorable. He excitedly wagged his tail and stuck his tongue out. Unlike Gabrielle who would readily punch someone as soon as she heard something excessive.

"I'll make sure to convince her to work out with me sometime in the future. It's for her own good. It will be better if she had better stamina," he said in all seriousness.

"Come on, I'll take you for a run." Westley started jogging with Blackboo alongside him.

This handsome young man running around with the most adorable dog was definitely a sight for sore eyes.