Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 349
Lock You In My Heart
Chapter 349 What kind of Man Do You Prefer Gabrielle stared at Westley, wondering what he might do.
Did he prevent me from getting out of the car because of what I said?â she thought.
âIs he really going to teach his wife a lesson?
âWestley, I have to go to work,â Gabrielle said with a helpless sigh.
Although they didnât have to clock in for work, being late wasnât a good thing, Anyway, she had no excuse for being late.
âIf youâre planning to carry out domestic violence, do it when weâre at home. But mark my words, Iâll sue you for it!â Gabrielle cast him a stern glaring.
Westley stared back at her with a straight face, but he couldnât help but chuckle at her remark.
âDomestic violence? Do you think Iâm the kind of man who hits women? Gabrielle, Iâm going to punish you some other way if I want to.â His eyes dimmed, and there was 1 smirk on his face.
Naturally, Gabrielle knew what he meant by that. This manâs physical strength was just astonishing. If he really wanted to punish her, she probably wouldnât be able to get out of bed after he was done with her.
She didnât want that to happen.
âNo, I never thought youâd hit a woman, especially not your wife. I was just talking nonsense.â .
Gabrielle chickened out at once. âI shouldnât have brought up a sensitive topic like that in front of him!â
Testing him like that was like courting death. She was fortunate enough that Westley didnât punish her on the spot.
âThe words you blurt out are usually what you think, and theyâre half-meant at worst. Itâs the same as a drunk person telling the truth when heâs completely inebriated. Did you not know that, Gabrielle?â asked Westley, raising an eyebrow. He wasnât going to let her off the hook so easily.
âWell... What do you want?â Gabrielle gave up on any further explanations. The more she tried to explain, the guiltier she would seem.
âGabrielle, do you even know what those words meant? Are you suggesting that Vou want to have an affair with another man, or do you want me to have one with another woman?â Westley asked.
Gabrielle fell silent while staring at Westley. She had never even imagined having an affair with another Inan, and she never wanted to have one, let alone letting Westley have one. What does he want?â
âWestley, you think too much. Iâve never even thought of having an affair! I would never do that. And Iâm not suggesting you have an affair either. Itâs just our current situation that has reminded me of the saying. You know what, I wonât say anything inappropriate again in the future,â said Gabrielle.
Once she had said that, Westley felt better. âGood to know. Donât ever let me find out that youâre waiting for an opportunity to have an affair,â he said.
âI wonât, I promise,â said Gabrielle.
âSo, can you please open the door now?â
she asked with pleading eyes.
Westley finally decided to open the door for her and let her go. âIâll pick you up tonight.â
âHuh?â Gabrielle glanced over at him, visibly confused.
âAre you going to attend Michealâs party Or not?â asked Westley.
âIâve already told Mia that Iâll go. Are you coming with me?â Gabrielle couldnât believe what she was hearing. After all, he had once refused to go to Michealâs birthday party.
As a matter of fact, there was another thing she was worried about. Even though this was going to be a private party. there would be some acquaintances present. And if they were to attend together, their relationship would be known to others.
âIâll pick you up after work. Donât loiter around or something,â Westley reminded her.
âWhere else will I go? Why do I feel like heâs treating me like a fool?â she wondered âAnyway, Iâm heading off to work now. Drive safe, you hear?â Gabrielle got out of the car once she was certain that nobody would see her.
Westley didnât leave until he had seen her cross the pedestrian bridge.
As soon as Gabrielle arrived at the studio, she sat down. Lolita approached her, seeming as though she wanted to gossip.
âGabrielle, remember that classmate of yours we saw yesterday? Heâs really handsome! Does he like you?â
Gabrielle was shocked to hear what Lolita had said, but she still glanced at her with a calm expression. âDonât say that. Jax doesnât like me!â
âWhat do you mean he doesnât like you? I can tell by how heâs looking at you that he does like you. Donât you know that there are three things in this world that can never be hidden?â Lolita said, staring at Gabrielle with excitement in her eyes.
upon seeing how Lolita was gazing at her, Gabrielle felt a little scared. âIs Lolita a part-time paparazzi? Why does she enjoy prying into other peopleâs lives SO much?
âWhat are curiously.
they?â Gabrielle asked Lolita was quick-witted. She could instantly think of something out of nothing. Thus, if Gabrielle were to indulge her, she could instantly come up with an answer.
âPoverty, cough, and thereâs one other thing. The way a person looks at someone they love. Itâs something that no person could ever hide.â Lolita put on a proud smile.
Gabrielle could tell that her friend wasnât going to drop this topic unless she were to confirm that Jax had feelings for her.
âYou think too much, Lolita. Jax is just...â
âI can tell that he likes you, but you donât feel the same way. Honestly, I think heâs a good man. Heâs your classmate, a gentleman, and heâs quite handsome. There arenât many men like him nowadays. Iâm sure he is very popular among the women of Alorith University.â Lolita explained with a stern expression.
Gabrielle just listened to her as if it were a form of entertainment. âHe is popular in college. Heâs a nice man, but heâs not my type,â she replied.
âIf Tax was unpopular, Emily never wouldâve been head over heels for him. That woman never wouldâve treated me as her rival in love and beaten me sa hard that I had to stay in the hospital for a few days!â she thought to herself.
All of that happened because of Jax, but Gabrielle never meant to blame him.
âSince you donât like handsome men like Jax, what kind of men do you like? Do you want me to help you find one? Lolita had a look on her face that seemed like she was determined to play matchmaker.
âYou donât have to do that. Right now, I just want to focus on my career. My lovelife can come later,â Gabrielle replied, coming up with the first lousy excuse she could think of.
In reality there was no need for her to find a boyfriend, because she was already married.
âWhy would I need to find one? Iâm already married!â she thought to herself âThatâs true. But hear me out, you can develop your career while finding a healthy lovelife, right? Come on, Gabrielle! Iâll help you find whomever youâd like.â Lolita raised her eyebrows while nudging Gabrielleâs arm.
âThere really is no need to do that. If you have so much time on your hands, you should focus on minding your own business.
Thereâs no need to worry about me. Just start working. Spending your energy on work is always a good thing.â Gabrielle patted Lolitaâs shoulder, and reminded her not to gossip anymore.
What worried Gabrielle the most was the fact that Lolita was a persistent gossip that she might not be able to hide from her the fact that she and Westley were married for too longe