Lock You In My Heart Chapter 535
Lock You In My Heart
That night, Westley didnât return, nor did Gabrielle get any news about his whereabouts.
Gabrielle had been waiting from afternoon. It was past midnight and she didnât feel sleepy at all. Westley wasnât back, and she had no information about him. It started to worry her, as he had never been so late. If he had some work, heâd make it a point to inform her about it.
âMrs. Morris, please have some food. Iâll heat it up for you. You can have some later too. Shall I bring it for you?â Jenna had tried to convince Gabrielle to eat but it was in vain. She heated up the dishes three times since the dinner was served. However, Gabrielle didnât seem to have any appetite at all. She was too anxious to even feel the pangs of hunger.
Gabrielle was restless because of Westleyâs absence. She couldnât calm herself down. So, quite naturally she had no appetite or wish to eat.
âJenna, I told you already, I donât want to eat anything. Iâll have my meal after Westley comes back,â Gabrielle said calmly. She was trying to look composed and relaxed, but she looked extremely melancholic.
Jenna was starting to get worried about Gabrielle. But she couldnât force her to eat. She could only keep reminding and requesting her to have her meal.
She felt helpless. Being a maid, there was nothing much she could do.
âAlright, Mrs. Morris. Whenever you want to eat something, please tell me. Iâll heat up when you want it. Till then, shall I bring you some desserts and fruits?â Jenna decided not to force Gabrielle to have dinner. She decided to at least make Gabrielle have some fruits.
âOkay, Jenna!â Gabrielle said helplessly. She sat still on the sofa, and kept staring outside.
The concern and worry in Gabrielleâs eyes, started to trouble Jenna. She too started to get anxious.
Quietly, she went into the kitchen and brought some fruits and drinks for Gabrielle.
âMrs. Morris, please eat something first. Mr. Morris told you that he will come back today, then he will definitely keep his words.
Iâm sure he wonât lie to you.â Jenna tried her best to comfort Gabrielle. She didnât know where Westley was. Thus, she didnât know what to tell Gabrielle.
âHmm. Thank you, Jenna.â Gabrielle nodded at Jenna and smiled. She was able to understand what the maid was trying to do and was touched by her concern.
Jenna didnât say anything more. She placed the fruits and drinks on the table and left.
Gabrielle drank some water but couldnât bring herself to eat anything. She just sat there quietly, with her eyes fixed at the window. She was only waiting for Westley to come back. Sitting there idly and waiting for him, she didnât even realize when she fell asleep on the sofa. When Gabrielle woke up a few hours later, she quickly looked around in the room. No one was there. She took a quick look at her watch. It was already four oâclock, but Westley hadnât come back yet.
Gabrielle couldnât stop herself. It had started to make her more worried. She lifted the blanket and wrapped it around her body.
Huddled in the warm blanket, she walked out of the house. Slater had been standing outside the villa all the time. He was extremely vigilant. When he saw Gabrielle coming out, he instinctively stopped her. âMrs. Morris, why are you coming out at such a late hour?â âSlater, Westley hasnât come back yet. Can you contact him? Or at least tell me where he has gone?
Then, I will be relieved and feel at peace,â Gabrielle said to Slater. She decided to directly put across her worries. Saying nothing, Slater just looked at Gabrielle, coldly and seriously. âMrs. Morris, I do not know anything. Rather, we have no right to enquire about Mr. Morrisâ whereabouts. If he doesnât tell us, then we do not ask. But you can rest assured that Mr. Morris will be fine.â âWhat do you mean that he will be fine? Itâs so late, and he still hasnât come back yet. How can I not worry about him?
Call him now, please. I want to know where he is!â Gabrielle was already anxious. She started to urge Slater to make a phone call. âPlease, Mrs. Morris. ...â Before Slater could finish his words, several cars drove past the gate from outside. They all lined up near the villa. Once the cars stopped, Gabrielle ran over towards them. She knew Westley must be in one of them. Sure enough, the door of one of the cars opened and Westley got out of that car. As a wave of relief passed over her, Gabrielle rushed ahead. Without thinking anything, she just threw herself at him and held him tightly in an embrace.
âWestley! Damn it! Where have you been? You were away for a day and a night, and I knew nothing about your whereabouts. No update or information about your safety! Didnât you know Iâll be so worried about you?â Gabrielle started scolding him.
Westleyâs heart felt a bittersweet ache when he heard her.
âSorry! Iâm so sorry for leaving you like that. Sorry for making you worry!â Westley slowly pulled himself away from her arms. One look at her worried and aggrieved face made him feel guilty.
Before leaving, he had thought that the problem would be solved soon. He hadnât expected it to take so long.
âYou know that I get worried about you. Then why didnât you tell me? Where had you gone for so long?â Gabrielle asked angrily.
âSomething important had come up and I had to deal with. Iâll tell you everything but first letâs go inside. Itâs raining!â Westley immediately took her hand in his and rushed into the villa.
It had started with a drizzle but again it began to rain heavily outside. Gabrielleâs mood worsened when she heard the rain hammering against the window.
Looking closely at him, she said, âWestley, are you hurt?â Gabrielle was so mad at him that she didnât realize it earlier. But now when she held him close, a faint smell of blood filled her nose.
As she came closer to him and sniffed, the smell of blood seemed to have got stronger.
She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Westley was dressed in black, so Gabrielle couldnât see anything. But she could smell it!
âNo, thereâs nothing. Iâm not hurt. Donât worry now, Gabrielle,â Westley tried to comfort her by his words. âReally? I donât believe you. Take off your clothes quickly. Let me have a look.â Gabrielle wasnât able to convince herself to believe his words. The smell of blood was too strong and she could feel that something was wrong. She waited for him to start undressing, but Westley seemed unbothered. Seeing him being reluctant to take off his clothes, Gabrielle decided she had to take action by herself. âWait a minute, Gabrielle. Weâre in the living room. Letâs go back to our room. Iâll take my clothes off for you. Okay?
â Westley grabbed her hands quickly before she could touch his clothes. He didnât expect that his wife would be such an open-
minded person. Although only the two of them were staying in the villa, it was improper for her to take off his clothes in public.
There were a lot of bodyguards outside and they could see him. IELS âOh! Come on now. Why do you have to take off your clothes in your room? Itâs the same if you take off your clothes here. You are a man. There is nothing to be afraid of or feel shy!â
Gabrielle was a little angry. Her worry was increasing by each passing moment The more he hesitated to take off his clothes, the more suspicious she felt. Gabrielle was unwilling to give up. She immediately tried to squirm her hands free from his grip.
She knew he was making excuses, so she had to take off his clothes. Westley felt helpless but he tried to laugh it away when he saw her being so stubborn and adamant like that. âOkay, okay. Iâll let you take them off. But you have to answer my question first.
Why didnât you eat your meals properly and sleep well? You didnât have your dinner and went to sleep on the sofa. My heart aches when you donât take care of yourself.â Westley still held her hand firmly and looked at her reproachfully. He rushed back as soon as he heard Slaterâs report about Gabrielleâs restlessness and anxiety.
The problem at hand hadnât been solved yet. He still needed a little bit more time, but he had to rush back. As soon as he heard that Gabrielle had fallen asleep on the sofa and didnât have dinner, he couldnât stop himself. He had no choice but to return.
Though glad to see her being so concerned and worried about him, he was a little angry at her too. He wasnât pleased to know that she hadnât slept or eaten anything. âReally? Now you will go ahead and blame me! You left without telling me where you were going. You didnât even tell me when youâd come back. So, quite naturally I was going to be worried about you.
I had no appetite at all and couldnât sleep in your absence,â Gabrielle shouted at him angrily. She was really mad at him now.
Westley knew that he was wrong, so he kept quiet. Though she yelled at him, he didnât dare to say anything more. He silently admitted his mistake. âWell, youâre right Gabrielle! Indeed itâs my fault this time. I shouldnât have left without telling you in advance. Itâs quite natural for you to keep waiting for me day and night in fear. Iâll accept whatever punishment you want to give me.â Gabrielle squinted and looked at him with a snicker. She couldnât believe that Westley was accepting his fault and was ready for punishment. âReally? Then take off your clothes now,â she said without losing a moment.