Lock You In My Heart Chapter 400

Jason or Jackson? Who should she work with?

It didn’t cross Gabrielle’s mind that she’d be forced to make a decision.

She had no room to think about presumptions. Practically speaking, why would she?

“You’re being so naive, Lolita. Nothing’s been decided yet. Who knows what Jackson would do? Choosing between the two of them is out of the question for now, alright?

Don’t push it.” Gabrielle wasn’t trying to be pessimistic, but she wanted Lolita to understand the situation.

It was simply out of the question.

“I don’t think I’m being naive. I say this because I see how hard you’re working.”

Lolita clasped her hand with Gabrielle’s.

She didn’t know why Lolita had so much confidence in her. Even Gabrielle herself didn’t have that much faith in her own abilities.

“Let’s just leave this conversation for another time.” Gabrielle sighed.

“Okay, okay, I won’t mention it anymore. I’m sorry I didn’t stand by you moments ago and I’ll treat you dinner. What do you think?” Lolita blinked excitedly.

Gabrielle stared at her quietly, so Lolita shook her hand, tugging her.

“Gabrielle, join me for dinner or else I won’t be able to sleep feeling guilty that I owe you an apology.” Lolita pouted. Gabrielle couldn’t stand her acting cutely.

She knew how to work her baby face, and made it hard for Gabrielle to refuse.

“Alright, alright.” Gabrielle had planned to cook dinner for Westley earlier in the evening, but that would have to wait.

“That’s great! Let’s eat whatever you like.” Lolita’s eyes sparkled.

“It’s still early, but I’m okay with anything as long as it’s not seafood. You’re more familiar with good restaurants, so I’ll leave it to you,” Gabrielle said.

After their shift, Lolita went to the bathroom and Gabrielle dinner plans.

After a few seconds, her phone rang. It wasn’t surprising that Westley would call back. The man didn’t to the corridor to answer the phone.

“Westley...”

“Why are you whispering? Did I catch you at a bad time?” Westley asked in a low voice.

He realized that her colleagues might still be around.

“No, it’s fine.” Hearing him sound guilty, she quickly clarified it.

Even if anyone heard her, Gabrielle had nothing to be ashamed of. Their relationship was private, but that was not something she felt embarrassed to talk about. called out of the blue. I just wanted to hear your voice,” Westley explained.

Gabrielle smiled.

She knew he never liked to type, but there was another reason.

Realizing that, she blushed.

She couldn’t tell if Westley was flirting on purpose.

Any woman would fall for it.

“You got my message, I’m having dinner with Lolita,”

Gabrielle helplessly said.

But then she regretted her tone immediately.

Why did she have to explain herself?

That made her look too dependent on Westley.

She’d noticed it quite late. As the days passed, she missed Westley more and more, always wanting to be near him.

Even now, she was thinking of him.

But she couldn’t take back what she said.

“That’s fine. You need to socialize with your female colleagues.

It’s nice to have a friend in the workplace.” ‘Female friend, he says.’

Gabrielle thought Westley made it clear that she could never have dinner with her male colleagues.

She knew Westley would be jealous.

“Don’t worry.” Gabrielle nodded.

If ever she went out with a male colleague, Westley would drag her even before entering the restaurant.

“Take care. Send me the address after dinner. I’ll pick you up.” Westley inhaled.

“That’s okay, Westley. I can–“

“Nope. I’ll pick you up. I’m not going to let you go home alone at night.”

Once Westley’s made up his mind, there was no point in arguing. “Alright. I’ll text you after dinner.”

“That’s my girl. Don’t eat anything that makes you uncomfortable, understand?” Westley reminded, the worry in his voice evident.

Gabrielle was speechless. He was treating her like a child, not a wife!

“I know. I won’t eat anything unhealthy. Bye.” Gabrielle saw Vivian walking towards her.

Her high heels clanked, her red dress floating as she walked. Vivian’s eyes were soft, but she stared fiercely at Gabrielle.

“You were talking to Mr. Morris?” Several inches taller, she looked down at Gabrielle condescendingly.

Vivian discovered her relationship with Westley during Micheal’s birthday party. Gabrielle was a little worried, but she wasn’t scared of her.

Vivian had a talent for building social connections. She got along with the rich and powerful, never missing to flaunt her abilities.

How else was she able to get an invitation for Micheal’s birthday? Her friendship with Lacey made it possible.

It was an exclusive party that even most of the people who knew Micheal personally weren’t able to attend.

Lacey and she were like sisters. Vivian was able to turn things in her favor.

Of course, Gabrielle knew she couldn’t underestimate her.

“Vivian.” Gabrielle smiled.