Lock You In My Heart Chapter 425
Lock You In My Heart
âI trust you.â
Those were hammer pounding into Lolitaâs heart.
It was a great thing to be trusted.
Coming from his boss, she felt proud.
âIâm delighted, Mr. Foster. The seafood porridge is to die for, I swear. I havenât been in Antawood for a long time, but their menu is super delicious. My friend Gabrielle couldnât share it with me since sheâs allergic to seafood. Itâs such a shame because sheâs the only friend I made in here.â Lolita sounded a little disappointed.
Even though it was Gabrielle who brought her here the first time, she only had barbecue and beer. The two of them were like worlds apart.
âIâm really happy that we can eat together, Mr. Foster.â Lolita smiled.
âItâs my pleasure. And if you could call me by my name, Iâd be very happy.â His boss had told her many times.
âJason?â Lolita shyly called.
âThatâs right. Just hearing you say my name lifts my spirits. You want me to be happy, right?â Jason teased.
Lolita nodded almost immediately. âOkay. Iâll call you Jason when itâs just us. But on other occasions, I better call you Mr. Foster, okay?â
âDeal.â
Jason smiled.
âSo, Jason, is there anything else you want to eat?â Lolita had always been bold. She didnât find it hard to start calling him intimately.
âYou can order anything you like. Itâs my first time here, surprise me.â Jason winked.
âThen, are you allergic to anything? Is there anything you donât like?â Lolita asked, wanting to making sure.
âNope, go ahead.â
âGreat! Iâll order then.â It was such a relief to Lolita not having to worry about other peopleâs allergies when choosing food.
Jason brought a glass of water to his lips, looking gently at Lolitaâs ecstatic face.
Sometimes, with girls, happiness comes easily.
âLolita.â Looking at the Christmas decorations outside the window, Jason called out her.
âWhatâs up, Jason?â Lolita turned to him.
She didnât realize that she never felt awkward calling him by his name anymore.
âChristmas is coming. What are you going to do?â Jason asked.
In truth, Jason didnât have a deep understanding of the festivals. On several traditional occasions, he would be asked to go back to the Foster mansion to have dinners. Other festivals were all the same, more so, foreign festivals.
But now it was different. He suddenly wanted to enjoy Christmas.
âOh, right. Itâs Christmas the day after tomorrow. I havenât decided what to do yet.â Lolita smiled.
Last Christmas, she was still in Paris. Back there, they celebrate it wildly like the New Yearâs.
At that time, she was with her friends, and the man who eventually broke her heart.
Since she came back to Antawood, she didnât pay much attention to Christmas. She didnât have pretty memories about the season.
âThereâs still time to think about it.â Jason smiled.
âHmm, since Kendal is in Antawood, Iâll probably spend Christmas with him, nothing major,â Lolita mindlessly said.
âIf preparing is a hassle for you, then, I can...â
âOh, you want to say that there is a Christmas dinner in the company, right? If there is, I can tell Kendal first. If not, he will get angry with me for standing him up,â Lolita said excitedly.
Many young people abroad were still very happy about Christmas, and in fact, they were finding excuses to go on a date. Many start-ups would also have dinners or hold small parties to celebrate.
Jasonâs company was engaged in jewelry design. Surely, a young and vibrant company would also paint the town red.
Lolita was looking forward to it.
âYes, but Iâm not handling it. Itâs the planning department that decides. We have yet the place and time.â Jason admitted.
The planning department would hold a small event for Thanksgiving day, Halloween, and Christmas every year. As the boss, Jason never took part in the plan. He only needed to sign the documents and approve them.
âIt sounds exciting!â Lolitaâs eyes widened.
âAnyway, how did you spend Christmas abroad?â Jason asked curiously.
âI had dinner with friends. Christmas is a big deal, but personally, I think itâs the same everywhere. What really matters when celebrating festivals is who you spend it with.â Lolita smiled ruefully.
She thought of her sad past and the man who rejected her.
âThatâs true.â Jason nodded.
On the second day, Gabrielle woke up with a rumbling stomach. In a daze, she looked out of the window. It was still early outside. When she turned around, she saw Westley lying next to her. She felt at ease.
Westley was still sleeping. He looked so innocent.
So different from when he was awake. He was like a devil walking the earth.
But at that moment, he was a very lovely angel.
An energetic one at that. Gabrielle felt a sharp pain in her waist.
Just when Gabrielle reached out her hand to touch his face, Westley slowly opened his eyes.
âAwake already? Was last night too much?â
That was his first reaction. He couldnât stop himself last night, especially when Gabrielle initiated the whole thing.
Last night, she passed out. How could Westley not worry when she woke up so early?
âMm, Iâm just hungry,â Gabrielle shyly said.