Lock You In My Heart Chapter 435
Lock You In My Heart
Westley didnât want to give in at all. It was as if he didnât want Gabrielle to know more about the Campbell Family.
âBonnie, Wilson wonât be here until later. How about we go to the coffee shop nearby and wait for him?â Gabrielle tried to lighten the atmosphere. Her smile was overly bright, and she was desperate to defuse the tension.
The friendly atmosphere became embarrassing and awkward because of Westley. Gabrielle bit her lip; it was getting unbearable.
âOkay, letâs go. I want to have a cup of coffee too. It will be more comfortable to sit down and chat.â Bonnie nodded, took Tammyâs hand in hers, and headed towards the café. The little girl bounced with each step.
Westley and Gabrielle walked a little behind them. Gabrielle pulled on Westleyâs arm to grab his attention and whisper to him.
She tried to keep her voice low.
âWestley, why didnât you let Bonnie tell me her family background?â Gabrielle thought that Westley did it on purpose. There was always a reason behind his actions.
What the hell was going on? Was it supposed to be a big secret? Why didnât he let her listen to Bonnie? In Gabrielleâs view, Westley had gone too far this time around.
âDo you really want to know?â Westley looked down at her, his eyes intense and serious.
âYes, Westley. I do.â Gabrielle returned his stare. She saw him sigh heavily and run his fingers through his hair.
Gabrielle wanted to know more about Bonnie. It was a good thing because they were family after all. They had to get along well with each other. That was why it surprised her that Westley deliberately interrupted them. Gabrielle found it a little excessive and unnecessary.
âIf you want to, you can please me first. How are you going to do that?â Westley had a smile playing on his lips. His meaning was crystal clearâhe wanted to take advantage of her. That was so like him.
Gabrielle gave him the side eye and tutted. âThen, Iâd better just ask Bonnie directly.â
Gabrielle was a bit annoyed. âPlease him? Fine. Whatever. If he wonât tell me anything, then so be it.â
Westley saw that Gabrielle let go of his arm and was about to catch up with Bonnie, so he quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her back to him. âAll right, all right. Donât be angry. Iâll tell you.â
Gabrielle raised her eyebrow at him. She noticed several girls stealing looks at Westley and whispering. Gabrielle; she wanted to avoid them. She probably should get used to it by now, but she just couldnât find it in her.
Her handsome husband always attracted womenâs attention wherever they went. Even if he was walking or eating silently, people often glanced their way. Gabrielle didnât have a say in the matter, and she didnât have a choice.
âLetâs hurry up. Someone might take pictures of you.â Gabrielle felt uneasy, and she basically dragged him towards Bonnie.
She didnât have to think about it when she was alone. But with Westley here with her, Gabrielle felt as though all eyes were on her. She had to resist the urge to cover her face and run.
âIâm not a celebrity, and I donât have fans. Everyoneâs in a hurry to board the plane, and no one has time to look at me and snap photos. Besides, Iâm yours. Right? Theyâre probably only jealous of you,â Westley shrugged and said nonchalantly.
Gabrielle started to open her mouth to respond but realized that she didnât know what to say to that. Instead, she glared at him.
He was so arrogant that it was almost unbelievable.
âAnyway, hurry up.â
Gabrielle didnât like having strangers getting jealous of her. It only made her queasy and uncomfortable. She simply didnât enjoy getting noticed by too many people.
There was a nagging feeling inside of her that their relationship was about to be exposed.
She wasnât ready to make it public, so it was better if she avoided being seen with Westley as much as possible.
âYouâre right. Look at all those men staring at you with no shame. Why should I let them keep on looking at my beautiful wife?â
Westley stared daggers at them. He looked so jealous, which made Gabrielleâs heart flutter.
âWestley, I think itâs better for us not to show up in public together. Iâm afraid that we canât hide our relationship anymore, and people will figure things out. What will others think of you, then?â Gabrielle was not afraid for herself. She had been slandered and spoken ill of so many times that it wouldnât have that much effect on her anymore. What she was worried about, however, was Westleyâs reputation.
âWell, who would dare to badmouth me? I want to see whoâs bold enough to do so.â Westleyâs eyes narrowed and turned cold.
When he got into this mood, he wasnât someone to be trifled with.
Gabrielle smiled softly. This was typical of Westley. He was arrogant and proud, and he didnât appreciate people speaking ill of him.
âI just think...â
âGabriell e, you worry too much. I wonât let anything you donât like happen. I promise, okay?â Westley took her hand and eyed her seriously.
Gabrielle knew that wasnât an empty promise. If photos of the two of them leaked and she told him she still didnât want the public to know about their relationship, Westley could make all the pictures and articles disappear in less than five minutes.
He was Westley. He could do whatever he wanted.
âI believe you. So, what does Bonnieâs family do?â When the two almost reached the door of the coffee shop, Gabrielle suddenly remembered and asked Westley.
She was so curious about what the Campbell Family was doing in Italy. She really wanted to know.
âHave you heard of the Angie family in Italy?â Westley asked her.
âIâve heard that itâs the biggest and the most mysterious family in Italy, and that theyâre related to the royal family. They rank at the top, and theyâre involved, business-wise, in several fields. They have several enterprises scattered all over the world, and they also make profits from illegal activities. Is Bonnieâs family the same as the Angie family?â Gabrielleâs face was full of raw fear. Her mouth opened slightly, and she peeked at Bonnie from the corners of her eyes.
Gabrielle knew the Angie family because they were also engaged in the jewelry business. As what she told Westley, they were involved in so many money-making activities.
âNo!â Westley was shocked and shook his head vigorously. His brows furrowed, and he scrunched up his face.
âThen why did you mention them?â Gabrielle breathed a sigh of relief. She held herself back from beating her husband. If they werenât even related, why did he mention it in the first place? What was the point?
âThe Campbell Family is almost the same. Theyâre the largest foreign clan in Italy, and they have a good relationship with the Angie family. So you now know how powerful the Campbell Family is, right?â Westley asked Gabrielle seriously.
She nodded slowly. Of course, she understood. The Campbell Family turned out to be a great oneâpowerful, influential.
They sounded pretty amazing.
Gabrielle turned to look at Bonnie, who didnât have an air of arrogance. So, it turned out that Bonnie was far from ordinary.
Gabrielle admitted to herself that she underestimated Bonnie.
âDoes Bonnieâs family have a wide range of businesses?â
Gabrielle had to ask. She had some pretty terrible thoughts, and she knew that gangs always did nefarious things on the side.
For example, smuggling and other illegal activities.
âDonât worry. All their businesses are legit. They donât like to dirty their hands by getting involved in anything illegal. If they did, my brother wouldnât stay in Italy. Heâs currently the director of the Campbell Family and the second-in-command to their leader.â
Westley was speaking matter-of-factly.
âWell, Iâm relieved. Wow, I canât believe it. Bonnieâs family is that powerful. I have to be careful around her.â Gabrielle admired Bonnieâs family a lot. As a child, she used to watch TV shows and series that featured powerful gangs, but she had never seen any gang member in person.
She just met a core member, someone from the inner circle. More importantly, Bonnie was her sister-in-law.
âYou donât need to be careful, you know. Bonnie is a nice person, and I can see that she likes you too. I have no doubt you two will get along well.â Westley chuckled. He couldnât help but laugh when he saw Gabrielleâs cautious look.
His wife was becoming more and more lovely every single day. And the more he knew her, the more he liked everything about her. He wasnât wrong in marrying her.
âGabrielle, youâre forgetting that youâre not a nobody. Youâre also the daughter-in-law of the Morris family. On that front, thereâs no difference between you and her. You donât have to treat her differently or be extra cautious around herâthat will only make her unhappy. She doesnât like it when people talk about her family or even mention them. Plus, she doesnât want to use and take advantage of her status. Do you understand, little thing?â Westley crouched a little low and playfully pinched her nose. His face was only inches from hers.
âIâm sorry, what? Who are you calling little thing?â Gabrielle was irked by the way he addressed her, but Westleyâs eyes only crinkled in amusement.
Wasnât little thing used to describe a child? Why did he call her that?
âWell, some part of you canât be described as little thing anymore.â Westley winked at her and grinned wickedly.
Before the little thing was about to lose her temper, Westley put his arm over her shoulder and pulled her inside the coffee shop.
âLittle daddy, little mommy, youâre so slow! We already placed our orders. Come and sit here.â When Tammy saw them come in, she raised her hand in a wave and greeted them.