Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 335

As Westley slowly headed towards them, Gabrielle felt her heart rate pick up. For some reason, she was a thousand times more nervous than Lolita. Gabrielle's palms even started to sweat.

It wasn't just Westley's presence. Gabrielle also thought of how he talked about making their relationship public. If he was going to do it now, Lolita would surely know.

If that happened, Gabrielle would find herself in a tough spot. She couldn't explain the whole situation to Lolita, and for sure, Lolita might feel betrayed. Gabrielle had to act quickly, so she mouthed a warning to Westley that he shouldn't come any closer.

Westley, for all his stubbornness, didn't listen to her. He walked with purposeful strides towards them. But as Gabrielle clenched her fists, he passed by their table and sat down by the corner — without even sparing a glance at Gabrielle.

After watching him sit down, Gabrielle felt relief wash over her in waves. She breathed deeply and slumped back in her chair. It was as though a huge weight was lifted off her shoulders.

She was convinced he would go to her and reveal their relationship. If he did so, she was afraid she couldn't face Lolita and her endless barrage of questions.

"Gabrielle, did you see that? Mr. Morris just passed by us and didn't even notice us. Are you disappointed?" Lolita cheerily turned to Gabrielle but noticed that she looked stressed out. This dampened Lolita's spirits because she didn't like seeing Gabrielle this way.

"No, I'm not upset at all." Gabrielle gave her a little smile, but her hands were still sweating under the table.

Gabrielle took out a handkerchief from her purse and tapped it slowly on her forehead.

She was seriously scared when she thought Westley was coming over. She could still hear her heart pounding in her ears.

Maybe he purposely came to scare her. Maybe he wanted to see how she would react. If that was his intention, then he easily succeeded. Gabrielle still couldn't shake off the raw fear she felt earlier.

Just then, Alvin passed by Gabrielle carrying two cups of steaming coffee. He smiled at her and gave her a small nod, but Gabrielle didn't return it.

When she glanced at Westley and saw him staring at her, she chewed on her lips and busied herself with her drink.

She was so scared about Lolita finding out their "secret." Gabrielle was breathing quickly, and she could feel a headache coming on.

"Gabrielle, are you really okay? You don't look so great," Lolita asked her uneasily. She became more concerned when she saw Gabrielle stiffen at the sound of her voice.

"I'm fine, but we have to leave after finishing our orders. I have to go back and find Jason. Meanwhile, you should go home and have a rest. Don't eat too much pepper in the future because it will hurt your stomach," Gabrielle reminded Lolita. She couldn't help it even if she was still a bundle of nerves. Gabrielle feared Lolita's eating habits might take a toll on her someday.

"Gabrielle, don't worry. I'll be fine. I know my body well. Nothing will happen to me," Lolita assured her with a smile.

The two tried chatting about everything under the sun, but it was impossible for them to totally ignore Westley. The tension in the room was so thick, it was almost palpable.

The door opened, and Holly came in.

Holly had been standing outside the shop for a while. Through the large window, she saw Gabrielle and another woman drinking bubble tea.

Holly immediately understood why Westley, who never entered such a small establishment, went in.

He didn't go because he wanted a drink. His sole purpose was to see Gabrielle.

Holly gritted her teeth. She really hated Gabrielle, and just watching her from afar made Holly smolder with resentment.

When Holly saw Westley sat down somewhere else, she felt better. There was a smug look on Holly's face when he basically ignored Gabrielle.

It was obvious that Westley didn't treat Gabrielle well. Otherwise, he would sit with her and probably even talk to her friend.

Still, they hadn't made their relationship public yet, so it was normal for them not to look too cozy with each other.

Holly took a deep breath and went in.

"Give me a cup of red bean bubble tea. Thank you." Holly went straight to the counter to order herself a drink, as if she hadn't seen them.

After she paid the bill, she craned her neck — pretending to look for a vacant seat. Her eyes landed on Westley.

He and Alvin sat by the corner, in a table for four. Holly fixed a smile on her face and walked towards them. She acted as though it was the most natural thing in the world — for her to join them.

Besides, since Westley pretended not to see Gabrielle, there was no need for Holly to say hello to the other woman.

With a drink in her hand, H

olly walked with the grace and confidence of someone who knew she was stunning.

"Westley? What a coincidence to bump into you here." Holly sat down in front of him without waiting for an invitation. She acted as though she was his closest friend.

It was Lolita who took a long look at Holly. She was two tables away from her and Gabrielle. Lolita gave Holly a quick once-over.

There was no denying that Holly was a beautiful woman, but Lolita thought she was so different from Gabrielle. Holly used her looks to her full advantage while Gabrielle had no aggressive bone in her body.

"Gabrielle, it looks like Mr. Morris is waiting for this woman. She's pretty, yes, but she's not as beautiful as you. She's all sharp angles. I don't like it," Lolita said. She continued to take a peek at Holly, careful not to let the other woman catch her staring.

Gabrielle nodded to Lolita. She was willing to believe that Westley was really waiting for Holly. Gabrielle tried to convince herself that he only entered the shop by accident and had no idea she was there.

"Lolita, it's about time. Let's go." Gabrielle stood up, grabbed her bag and was about to leave.

"Okay, okay. Let's go." Gabrielle left her bubble tea unfinished, but Lolita took hers and continued drinking.

"Gabrielle, slow down. You're walking too fast. Wait for me, will you? Why did you leave all of a sudden? You look pissed off. What's wrong?" Lolita ran after her and tried to match Gabrielle's fast pace. Lolita took turns looking at the pavement and looking at Gabrielle. She was afraid Gabrielle wouldn't notice if there was something in her way.

Ever since the other woman arrived, Gabrielle wore several emotions on her face — there was shock, then anxiety, and finally, anger.

"Gabrielle, do you know that woman?" Lolita had always been very sensitive, so she could tell something was up even if Gabrielle wouldn't admit it.

"Lolita, don't think too much. It's almost two o'clock now. I have to go back to the studio. Just take a taxi home, and I'll take a different one." Gabrielle walked to the intersection and flagged down a taxi. She was still frowning over whatever happened in the shop.

Lolita only looked at Gabrielle because this behavior was unusual. With a sigh, she decided she couldn't force anything out of Gabrielle.

"Okay, I'll go. See you tomorrow. Bye." Lolita waved at her, still preoccupied with what was going on with her friend.

Gabrielle hurried to the waiting taxi. After reaching the studio, she went directly to Jason's office to discuss the jewelry design for Michelle.

Jackson was his usual arrogant and unsmiling self. He didn't bother greeting anybody, and his face was a mask of cold indifference.

"Jason, here is the thing. You can take charge of the order from Michelle if you want. I'm not interested in making anything for her. You can also ask her to wait in line if you're not up for it. I'm not in the mood to take orders recently," Jackson declared. He dug his hands deep in his pockets, waiting for Jason's response.

Gabrielle knew that Jackson was notorious for his temper. He was a talented and creative designer, but he had a terrible temper. He also could not be told what to do, and in fact, he accepted tasks only whenever he felt like it.

He accepted orders when he was in a good mood. Otherwise, he disappeared.

Even for all that, Michelle was obsessed with him.

That was actually hard to understand, especially since Jackson wasn't the type who intrigued people. With his mood swings, it was often better if he wasn't around.

"Jackson, I know you've been in a bad mood recently. Michelle likes you very much. She asked for you in particular when she ordered the jewelries. Since you're already back, you can refuse her in person if you don't want to take her order." Jason gave the task to him because Michelle personally requested it. It was one of those "the customer is always right" things.

Jackson almost rolled his eyes. He didn't care who he was talking to because he treated everyone the same way. "You're the one who accepted her order, right? Then you can just solve it yourself. Why is Gabrielle here?"

"Gabrielle will work with you on Michelle's order. She will be your assistant, and you both have to pick up Melissa. I'll let you two build rapport with each other to make the work smoother and easier," Jason explained nonchalantly. He was used to dealing with Jackson.

Gabrielle's jaw dropped, and she looked at Jason in disbelief. She slowly dragged her eyes towards Jackson who looked at her with so much hate, she wanted to evaporate.

"Jason, are you getting tired of teaching Gabrielle yourself? I won't do it. Design the jewelry and work with Gabrielle? No way," Jackson asserted. He couldn't be swayed.