Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 118 Read Online
Lock You In My Heart
Chapter 118 Gabrielleâs Convenience The aura in Half Moon Bay Villa was energetic. It was still early in the morning and the birds chirped noisily. Sophie was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for Gabrielle. All of a sudden, Gabrielle came in and hugged her from behind warmly with so much enthusiasm. Sophie was surprised and wondered what made Gabrielle so happy.
âIâm so happy. Sophie. I canât begin to explain how happy I am. Iâm going to see Sloane very soon,â she said excitedly. Even when she let go of Sophie, the excitement was still written all over her. 15 The fact that Gabrielle was happy also made Sophie happy. Westley knew his wife very well. He knew what to do to make her joyful.
âHave breakfast first, Gabrielle. After that, Iâll ask the driver to take you to the hospital to see your friend.â When she saw that Gabrielle was overjoyed, she couldnât help but also share in her joy.
Besides, she was a maid to Gabrielle. She would surely be unhappy if her mistress was in a bad mood every day. For this reason, she had to share in her joy.
âOkay, Sophie. Iâve heard you, Iâll have breakfast now. Have you eaten yet? If not, join me, letâs have breakfast together,â she said to her with smiles. Gabrielle warmly asked her to sit with her.
âIâve had breakfast already. Gabrielle. I ate before you came downstairs. You can eat by yourself.â A Gabrielle sat down and put steamed dumplings into her mouth in a hurry as if she wanted to eat all the breakfast on her plate in one bite. She did so because she was in a hurry to see Sloane.
âGabrielle, slow down. Donât rush your meal. The driver is waiting patiently for you. He wonât drive away before youâre done.
Besides, Sloane will also wait for you,â Sophie advised her. She was frightened to see the way Gabrielle was eating quickly like she was being pursued. She was also afraid that the food might choke her.
Fortunately, Westley was not around, or else, he would also feel very uncomfortable seeing her eat in such a manner.
The Morris family had always been strict with etiquette and table manners. No one gobbled down food or rushed while eating.
Gabrielle was in a hurry to see Sloane. Her friend was very important to her.
âI know, Sophie. Iâll eat slowly from now on. By the way, what driver are you talking about? I donât remember us having a driver here. Or do we now have a driver here?â she asked in surprise. Gabrielle still remembered that her husband had sent Sophie to take care of her ever since he left her here. There has never been a driver or any car. It was just the two of them.
âActually, the driver came from the Vineyard Villa this morning. Mr. Morris sent him to you. He is afraid that it will be inconvenient for you to go out. At least, when the driver is here, you can ask him to drive you wherever you want to go. Itâs better that way as it is advantageous and safe. Recently. I heard that itâs no longer safe to take a taxi. It is said that there are always some girls missing and that these said girls used a taxi before they went missing. Itâs terrible. Since you are a beautiful girl, you are more likely to be targeted by the bad guys.â Looking at her pretty face, Sophie praised her again and again, which made Gabrielleâs cheeks turn pink as she blushed.
Gabrielle was really beautiful. She was even much more beautiful than Nellie.
âHa-ha, Sophie, please donât make fun of me. Iâm not that beautiful. I donât think Iâm that attractive to the bad guys. But anyway, itâs always easier and safer to have a driver than to take a taxi,â she agreed. She was grateful that Westley had called the driver for her. Other than that, she had no right to call the driver here. Without his permission also, she couldnât go back to live in the Vineyard Villa. She was strictly following instructions. 1 In other words, having a full-time driver was equivalent to him monitoring her.
No matter where she went in Antawood, he would know it immediately.
Damn it!â she cursed under her breath.
To this effect, he wasnât so kind after all. He had an ulterior motive.
But then, what about her freedom in the future?
If she refused the driver sent by Westley, it meant she declared open war on him. She didnât have the guts to do that.
As it stood, both the Jones family and Bryceâs lives were in his hands. It she cared to PIOVURE . LE could easily wipe them off from the face of the earth and there was nothing she could do about it.
The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. Soon enough, she had a lot of thoughts going through her mind.
Westley had such a careful mind, he calculated his steps one at a time. She couldnât fight him even if she wanted to. 1 became. She just couldnât help it.
Her husband was a cunning man. He wouldnât even let her go as he had his eyes all over the city.
At the same time, Westley was in a high-level meeting with the senior members of the Morris Group. A sudden Sneeze from him startled everybody. They were all worried that their boss would be sick.
Alvin immediately brought him a tissue. âMr. Morris. you are not feeling very well. Did you catch a cold last night?â he asked with concern.
âI didnât catch any cold.â He took the tissue and wiped his nose, and felt better. He gave Alvin a fierce look and continued with the meeting.
Of course, Alvin would not say one more word to provoke Mr. Morris, because if he did and Mr. Morris got angry, he would die a miserable death.
At the same time in Half Moon Bay Villa, seeing that the excited expression on Gabrielleâs face suddenly turned gloomy and uneasy. Sophie was a little worried âWhy are you unhappy again, Gabrielle? Is anything the matter?â Sophie asked uneasily.
âOh! Itâs nothing. Sophie. Iâm just thinking about what gift I should give to Sloane when I see her.â She quickly made up an excuse. She didnât want to tell her what she was thinking about at that moment.
âThatâs very easy. Tell me what she likes to eat and Iâll cook it for her. Sheâll be very happy to eat what she likes.â Sophie suggested kindly as she was willing to help Gabrielleâs face became more solemn than before. She thought about what Sophie had said.
âYes, thatâs true. Eating what you like is the same thing as seeing the person that you like. This was one of the things that made people happy.â i But right now, Sloane couldnât even open her mouth. How could she eat if she brought her homemade food?
âDid I say something wrong. Gabrielle?â Sophie asked as she saw that Gabrielleâs face looked more solemn. She was worried on her behalf.
âYou are right, Sophie. My friend has lost so much weight recently, but doesnât want to eat anything just yet. Iâll just buy her a bunch of flowers later.â Gabrielle tried to smile.
A fake smile was really ugly. This was because it wasnât real and didnât come from the heart.
Sophie knew that she was thinking about something else that she didnât want to talk about. For this reason, she left her and continued with her work.
When Gabrielle finished her breakfast, she packed up her things and hurried out of the villa with her bag. As expected, she saw the driver sitting in the car, waiting patiently for her.
As soon as the driver saw her come out, he quickly got out of the car and opened the door for her to get in.
âGood day. Gabrielle. Please get in the car. Iâll be the one driving you around from now on. My name is Harry.â
âThank you, Harry,â she said as she smiled at him and sat down.
âYouâre welcome, Gabrielle,â he said also returning her smile. He also got into the car and started it.
âGabrielle, where are you headed today?â he asked in the usual manner typical of a driver.
âTo the central hospital. Thank you.â
âOkay, Gabrielle.â
Looking at the view through the window, she found that the house in Half Moon Bay was retreating farther and farther behind her, but her mood was still messed up. She couldnât help but ask Harry, âHarry, was it Mr. Morris, who asked you to come here?
âYes, Gabrielle. He was the one who asked me to come here and await orders from you. He asked me to drive you wherever you wanted to go,â he responded.
âOh, okay. But did he say anything else?
For example, you report to him where I go, who I meet every day and all that. Did he say anything of such?â she asked inquisitively.
âNo, Gabrielle. He just told me to follow your orders and drive safely. Thatâs all,â he replied her., âThatâs all?â she mused She didnât believe it at all.
But she was really stupid. Harry worked for Westley. so he would listen to everything he said. How could he tell her what Westley had said to him in confidence?
âGabrielle, are you becoming more and more stupid since you married Westley?â she asked herself silently. 4 In fact, she just thought too much. Westley didnât mean to spy on her at all, because he had no interest in knowing what she had done the whole day. With this, she calmed herself down. 6