Lock You In My Heart Chapter 510
Lock You In My Heart
In Westleyâs heart, Gabrielle was always his priority. No matter what he wanted to do, Gabrielle was the first person he thought of.
However, it seemed that he was neither the most important person nor her number one in Gabrielleâs heart. Instead, he was more of a person that she could casually ignore.
Thinking about it, Westley felt sad and aggrieved in his heart.
âOf course, you are the most important in my heart. You are my husband, the man I love the most in my life. But I still have many other things I have to deal with first. So I donât have so much free time to travel the world. Do you really care that much about our honeymoon trip?â Gabrielle immediately opened up about her feelings and conditions upon noticing the manâs gloomy expression. But, at the same time, she couldnât help but question him as he looked so enthusiastic about the trip.
After all, she had never met a man who was so obsessed with the honeymoon trip.
Besides, there had been a vague sense of uneasiness in her heart. Bryce was now back in Antawood with wounds all over his body, and Nellie was pregnant. That meant that they had officially offended the Collins family, so there was no way she could be at ease.
Everything was obviously going in a bad direction.
If things continued like this, Gabrielle really didnât know what would happen in the end.
She had a feeling there would be a lot of upheaval waiting for them when they returned to Antawood.
The Morris family, the Jones family, and the Collins family were all now involved in the situation. And with other issues added to the problem, it would be a big trouble.
Gabrielle hoped everything she was thinking to be just unnecessary worry. She really didnât want things to turn out to be so complicated. There were so many scenarios running through her head that she didnât dare to reveal her thoughts to Westley.
âI donât care about the honeymoon. I just want to be with you. Iâll be happy anywhere with you.â Westley voiced his feelings. He never cared about the honeymoon trip. As long as he was with Gabrielle, he would feel happy even if they just stayed at home all day.
Hearing what Westley said, a smile formed on Gabrielleâs lips.
âYou are such a sweet talker. Since you donât care where we are, letâs not talk about the honeymoon for the time being. We can make up for it after everything is over. We can go anywhere you want to then,â Gabrielle held his hand tightly and said.
âOkay, this is what you promised me. Donât go back on your words,â Westley said as his mood brightened.
Gabrielle stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on Westleyâs lips as a sign of agreement. âGabrielle.
Remember what you said today.â Westley gave a light pat on her head and reminded her seriously.
âOkay, now we can go back to our room to have a rest. I really want to sleep now,â Gabrielle said playfully while holding his hand like a spoiled child.
Westley immediately lifted her up and carried her to the bedroom, where he placed her gently on the bed.
âWestley, what are you doing?â Lying on the bed, Gabrielle looked at Westley uneasily. In fact, she was well aware of what this man wanted to do. But, she had a mixed emotion in her heart, as she was both looking forward to it and concerned about it.
After all, they hadnât done anything more intimate than kissing and hugging since the injury.
Back then, both of them were injured, and she was hurt more seriously than Westley. These days, even though their conditions had improved to the point that they could share intimate moments, Westley still took her wounds into account and avoided touching her to prevent accidentally hurting her. She could clearly see that he had been suppressing his desires for her sake in the past few days.
âGabrielle, what do you think Iâm going to do? My dear wife, I canât wait anymore.â As soon as he was finis hed, Westley lowered his head and started passionately kissing her.
âYou... you have to be gentle.â Gabrielle did not oppose his acts, but she did remind him.
âI will.â The couple went straight back on track with their action as soon as an agreement came out of Westleyâs mouth.
Indeed, just as he agreed, Westley took great care in every action he took, and it could be claimed that it was the gentlest sex they had ever had.
After they were satisfied with each other, Gabrielle felt wiped out and immediately fell asleep.
When she woke up again, the sun was already shining brightly outside the window. The sunlight sneaked in through the gap of the curtains and fell on her skin.
Gabrielle withdrew her gaze from the window, stretched her body, and glanced at the wall clock.
It was already 11 oâclock.
No wonder the sun outside was so bright and dazzling, as it was now noon.
She couldnât help but blame Westley for going too far last night and having sex several times, draining her energy even though she did enjoy it very much.
It was just that now her waist and legs ached every time she moved. This price was a bit high.
âWestley! You pig!â Gabrielle cursed aloud as she lay on the quilt and aggressively pounded it.
While she was cursing the shit out, the door swung open, and the so-called âpigâ she was cursing walked in. As soon as Westley came in, he saw the sight of Gabrielle beating the quilt again and again. He thought she was doing so because she wasnât feeling well, and his heart sank with worry.
After all, he knew she was worn out last night. They hadnât had sex for a really long time, so naturally, he couldnât help himself.
Despite his best efforts to be gentle, he couldnât resist Gabrielleâs charm. In the end, he was unable to restrain himself.
âGabrielle, you are up. Are you feeling unwell?â Westley immediately went over and sat down, looking at Gabrielle worriedly.
Gabrielle raised her eyes and gave Westley a fierce look.
âYou have the nerve to ask. Donât you know what you did last night? I told you to be gentle, and you still... Forget it. I donât want to argue with you,â Gabrielle said as she lost the drive to keep on.
Hearing Gabrielleâs grumbling remarks, Westley realized that she was fine but just needed to vent the anger in her heart.
However, he felt nothing wrong with her outbursts because, after all, he did make her exhausted last night.
âOkay, itâs all my fault. You are so beautiful that I canât control myself. I will be more careful and strengthen my willpower so that I wonât be defeated by your beauty next time.â Westley said this as he reached out to touch Gabrielleâs face, but Gabrielle slapped his hand away.
âSo itâs my fault now? Get out of the way. Iâm going to go to the bathroom.â Gabrielle didnât buy Westleyâs coaxing words at all.
âDonât be angry, honey. You have just woken up; itâs not good for your health. Let me carry you to the bathroom.â Westley immediately gave out a sincere apology.
Gabrielle wasnât actually angry in the first place, but she pretended to be to frighten Westley. However, now that he was willing to blame, she gave him a chance and stretched out her hands.
âAlright.â
Westley immediately smiled and happily picked up Gabrielle and walked to the bathroom, placing her on the small chair. âIf you need anything, just call me, or do you need me to stay here with you?â Westley asked seriously.
âGet out. Iâm not a kid. I donât need your help,â Gabrielle suppressed the urge to laugh and said with a straight face.
She was afraid that if this man didnât go, sheâd burst out laughing and fail to carry out her plan of pretending to be angry.
âOkay, Iâll go out now. If you need anything, just call me. Iâll be outside.â Without further hesitation, Westley turned around and went out, leaving the bathroom to Gabrielle alone.