Lock You In My Heart Chapter 586
Lock You In My Heart
Gabrielle had fried two sunny eggs, some bacon and ham for Michelle. Then, she put them on a plate and handed it to Michelle, saying with a soft smile, âMichelle, have a taste.â Gabrielle gave her a fork and went to open the fridge to see what ingredients they had left in order to prepare lunch.
Since there were only four people this noon, making lunch would be easy.
Fortunately, there were more ingredients than she had expected, which was more than enough for the four of them. Gabrielle silently muttered to herself, âOh, great.â
âGabrielle, do you know this? You are not only a good wife but also an excellent house wife. No, wait. You are even better than those.â Michelle complimented as she watched Gabrielle take out the ingredients with an admiring gaze in her eyes.
Michelle lived in a wealthy family since she was a child and there were servants for every trivial work, so she had never done anything like cooking before. So far, she had never seen anyone equal to Gabrielleâs status doing everything by herself like her either.
So, it was all new to her to see someone like Gabrielle, who was raised up in a rich family like her, so keen on cooking by herself. This trait of her made Michelle more and more fond of Gabrielle.
Gabrielle had such a unique temperament that made her stand out in a crowd.
No wonder Westley treasured her and loved her so much.
What kind of man wouldnât like such an outstanding woman whose attitude surpassed othersâ?
âOh, really? Michelle, what should I be called then?â Gabrielle was in a mood to chat with her while busying herself with preparing the ingredients.
âI think you should be called as a universal talent. Seriously, there is nothing that you canât do. Speaking of, are you making lunch today?â Michelle asked smilingly.
âYes, Iâm making lunch today. Do you ask me because you are looking forward to it, or is it because you donât like my cooking?â
Gabrielle raised her eyebrows teasingly as she looked at her with a smile.
âHow could that be? I love your cooking. Iâm just afraid that Westley might not want you exhausted.â Michelle replied, teasing her back with a raise of her eyebrows.
Gabrielle waved her hand, chuckling. âItâs okay. Itâs just making lunch. Michelle, when are you planning to go back to Antawood?
Bonnie and Wilson said that they will go back today. Will you leave with them?â Gabrielle asked curiously.
Michelle was a star and came to Bangkok for work. So, she had her work schedule to abide here. Needless to say, if she still had work left here, she couldnât go back to Antawood with Bonnie and Wilson. As expected, Michelle shook her head. âI canât go back to Antawood for some time now. I am going to Paris the day after tomorrow in order to visit my parents. Since I have the most days off at this time of the year, I might as well spend the holiday with them.
â Michelle shrugged and explained. Only then, Gabrielle remembered that Michelle was actually French and all her family lived in Paris. Of course, she would go back and spend the holiday with her family. âWell, thatâs good, too. You can come back to Antawood after that. Iâll cook for you at that time,â Gabrielle said with a smile. âThatâs great. Iâm looking forward to the meal you will cook for me. Well, I really want to spend the holiday with you guys, but I promised my mom that I would come back,â Michelle said with a pout. She looked like a child who wanted both sweets when she could only take one. âItâs okay. Itâs more of a pleasure to be with your family. We can meet any time after the holiday.â Gabrielle suggested while washing the ingredients.
âGabrielle, let me help you.â After finishing her meal, Michelle came to her side to help her wash the vegetables.
âMichelle, itâs truly rewarding to be able to spend time with oneâs family, especially when I know how busy you stars are. You have to shoot all kinds of commercials and you are always on planes, flying everywhere. It must be such a rare chance for you to finally have some time to go back to your home. Besides, knowing that the holidayâs coming, your family must be expecting you,â
Gabrielle said to her gently, emphasizing the importance of family. Michelle chuckled and said, âOf course I know. Thatâs why I am going to Paris.â According to the words of her fans, every time she smiled, it was like a gentle breeze, pure and refreshing.
Gabrielle felt that they were right. The smile on Michelleâs face was really sweet. âWell, you donât need to help me here. You should go out now. I am going to start cooking and I donât want you to be suffocated by the smell.â Gabrielle didnât want to let her stay in the kitchen any longer as she didnât want the oil to splash on her.
âI am fine with it though. Do you really not need me to help you here? I can chat with you so that you donât get bored.â Michelle suggested as she wanted to stay in the kitchen to keep her company.
After all, she liked Gabrielle so much that she wanted to chat with her a little longer.
âNope, you can leave. Iâll help her here.â At this time, Westley came in and drove her out bluntly.
His attitude was clear. Gabrielle just needed him here and no one else.
Michelle rolled her eyes and said to Gabrielle, âFine, since Westley is here to keep you company, I will be outside.â Nonetheless, she was a sensible woman who was aware that if she stayed here, she would be interrupting the sweet couple having their moments here in the kitchen.
âJust leave. Leave us alone.â Westley glanced at her and drove her out again.
Michelle grabbed a big apple and walked out of the kitchen. On the way, she happened to meet Remy who was heading towards the kitchen. It seemed that he had just woken up, judging from the way his hair was in a mess and his eyes were somewhat tired.
âHi, Dr. Davis. You got up even later than me.â Michelle walked up to him and greeted, effectively blocking his path.
âThatâs not true. In fact, I got up at three oâclock in the morning. I went to the hospital before coming back for some more rest, alright?â With an annoyed look on his face, he denied her statement.
âI see. But donât go into the kitchen because Westley and Gabrielle are in there. I am sure you donât want to be the third wheel.â
Michelle warned him with a serious look on her face.
After processing her words for a while in his slightly muddled brain, Remy nodded and thought what she said was true.
However, Remyâs stomach rumbled at this time. Hearing the sound, Michelle subconsciously looked down at his belly and asked, âDr. Davis, are you hungry?â âYes, a little. I havenât eaten anything yet since last night. It seems like I woke up from hunger.â âYou can eat this apple.â She handed the big apple in her hand to him. âThis apple will at least help you ease the hunger for the time being. Anyway, the lunch will be ready soon. You just need to wait a few more minutes,â Michelle said as she stared at him with a smile on her face. Remy rolled the apple in his hand and asked, âHow about you?â
âOh, Gabrielle cooked breakfast for me just now. Iâm already full,â Michelle answered simply. Remy had seen Michelleâs face on the posters everywhere and it was obvious that she was beautiful. However, now that she was standing before him without makeup on, he somehow felt that she looked even more beautiful. Michelleâs appearance was one of interracial beauty. Her skin was tender and fair, and she looked incredibly beautiful with or without makeup. At the sight of him zoning out, Michelle waved her hand in front of his eyes, calling out, âDr. Davis?â âHuh? Yeah... Whatâs the matter?â
She shook her head nonchalantly as she replied, âNothing. Just eat the apple. Iâm going back to my room to take a shower, and then I will come down in time to have lunch later. I still have a shooting for a cover of a magazine, and then Iâll go back to Paris in two days.â âYou are going to Paris? I thought you were going back to Antawood with us,â Remy asked subconsciously. âNo, I am spending this holiday with my family. Besides, I donât have a home in Antawood, so itâs not convenient for me. After the vacation, I will go back though. At that time, you will have to give me a gift, okay?â Michelle demanded teasingly. â
Okay, Iâll keep that in mind.â Remy nodded. Even though Michelle was joking, he seemed to take it very seriously. âReally? Thatâs great. I will remember your words. You canât forget your promise. Iâm going back to my room now.â Waving goodbye with a smile on her face, she went upstairs.