Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 135 Read Online

Chapter 135 An Embarrassing Situation

Westley told Gabrielle to open the wardrobe door, to which she did without hesitation. Gabrielle was then immediately both confused and embarrassed, after realizing that the wardrobe contained nothing but men’s clothes, obviously belonging to Westley.

“He asked me to take his clothes from the wardrobe to change into them, didn’t he?” she muttered.

Thinking Westley’s intentions were to make her wear the clothes inside the wardrobe, Gabrielle couldn’t even bring herself to peer inside it after being overcome with embarrassment.

Was it Westley’s real intention to make me wear his clothes?” she thought to herself.

Thinking that it wasn’t Westley’s real intention, she hesitated to take anything from the wardrobe. But after seeing Westley, the tall figure he was, standing by the balcony, Gabrielle didn’t even

attempt to ask him any clarification for fear of disturbing him.

“Anyway, he did say to take some clothes from the wardrobe.’ Gabrielle stoically took a shirt from the wardrobe and proceeded to the bathroom.

Gabrielle immediately locked the bathroom door, and noticed a bathtub inside. She then decided to prepare the bathtub, filled it with water, took off all her clothes, and proceeded to soak in the bathtub and collect her thoughts.

After coming back from the phone, Westley leaned against the balcony and lit a cigarette. Upon hearing the sound of the bathroom door open, he then snuffed his cigarette and went back inside.

He saw Gabrielle emerge from the bathroom. She was wearing his white shirt, which only covered her until her thighs. Her slender and fair legs caught his attention first, then her little face which was

steamed red by hot water, Upon seeing Westley fixating his gaze on her, her visibly red face became more vibrant with embarrassment.

Gabrielle

frantically

tried

to

look

attempt to ask him any clarification for fear of disturbing him,

“Anyway, he did say to take some clothes from the wardrobe.’ Gabrielle stoically took a shirt from the wardrobe and proceeded to the bathroom.

Gabrielle immediately locked the bathroom door, and noticed a bathtub inside. She then decided to prepare the bathtub, filled it with water, took off all her clothes, and proceeded to soak in the bathtub and collect her thoughts.

After coming back from the phone, Westley leaned against the balcony and lit a cigarette. Upon hearing the sound of the bathroom door open, he then snuffed his cigarette and went back inside.

He saw Gabrielle emerge from the bathroom. She was wearing his white shirt, which only covered her until her thighs. Her slender and fair legs caught his attention first, then her little face which was steamed red by hot water. Upon seeing Westley fixating his gaze on her, her visibly red face became more vibrant with embarrassment.

Gabrielle

frantically

tried

to

look

anywhere except Westley’s eyes, knowing his eyes were sharp as she tried to hide from his gaze. As this mental struggle ensued, the very idea that she was wrapped up in Westley’s shirt did nothing but fuel her embarrassment

“Well? Didn’t you asked me to take the clothes in the wardrobe? I saw that you had a lot of shirts in it, so I picked one of them randomly. But since you stare is telling me that you’re reluctant with my choice of apparel, I can go and change it. * Gabrielle began to tremble and softly begged for mercy.

She really didn’t want Westley to stare at her like that. The way his eyes glued their gaze on her made her feel as if a monster had comered her.

Westley asked Gabrielle to take the clothes from his wardrobe, but he didn’t specifically say which ones she could take, so she just took random white shirt to change into. If he didn’t want her to wear that particular shirt, he could’ve just told her so she could just wear a bathrobe after bathing.

Westley still didn’t say a word. He looked at her coldly and twisted his lips. No one

could figure out what was going through his mind.

Gabrielle not only had a beautiful face, but also had a perfect figure. That fact was made even clearer now that she was wearing a man’s shirt, which oddly emphasized her face and her figure.

In Westley’s eyes, the sexiest moment for a woman was not when she was wearing a camisole or a bikini. To him, the sexiest moment was when a woman was wearing nothing but a male shirt, just like how Gabrielle was at that very moment.

“Westley, please say something. You asked me to get the clothes, right? If you’re not comfortable seeing me wear this, I can change into something else,” asked Gabrielle, with unease clearly showing in her eyes.

This man just gazed at her without Saying anything, which terrified Gabrielle.

He didn’t say anything. He just stared at her. What did he want?

“I didn’t say that you couldn’t wear it.

Just wear it. It suits you,” said Westley coldly.

“What?

So he wasn’t going to blame me for wearing his clothes?’ Gabrielle didn’t know what was going on.

“Now that you’ve taken a shower, let’s go to bed.” Westley went straight to the bed.

Gabrielle stood still, with clearly showing in her eyes.

hesitation

Westley was lying on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed and looking at her.

“What’s wrong? You can’t fall asleep if you don’t lie on the bed,” said coldly by Westley, upon seeing that she was unwilling to come.

It was no secret how attractive Gabrielle’s slender legs were to him. He couldn’t help but look at them, as if his eyes were naturally attracted to them.

He wanted to check the news on his phone, but couldn’t make out a single

word. He gestured Gabrielle to get on the bed with him, being that it was the only way he could avert his gaze from her legs since she could cover them with a blanket

Why didn’t Gabrielle choose something else to wear? The wardrobe was full of different types of clothes, including home wear and even shorts. But she just chose a white shirt. Was she deliberately trying to give me a perfect opportunity to be a scumbag?’

“No, No. I just… I just want to dry my hair again. It’s still wet.” After saying that Gabrielle turned around and rushed to the bathroom. She intended to dry her hair for half an hour or even an hour, just enough time for Westley to fall asleep.

Seeing that she ran into the bathroom in a hurry. Westley smiled. He knew that she ran in mostly to avoid him.

Then he heard the loud sound of the hair dryer. “Oh, she really went to dry her hair.

But after a while, Westley heard a “bang” followed by Gabrielle’s scream.

Westley directly lifted the quilt and rushed into the bathroom. He saw that Gabrielle was lying on the floor, with the hair dryer lying at her feet, as its noise continued to fill the bathroom.

“Gabrielle, what happened to you? asked Westley while worryingly looking at the woman on the ground.

Originally, the shirt could cover her until her knees when she stood up. Now that she fell down, her shirt was badly misplaced. Due to this, Westley saw every intimate part of Gabrielle’s body.

“L… I slipped and fell from a wet place. It hurts…” Gabrielle moved a little and felt a sharp pain in her butt and back of her head.

Damn it! How could such a thing happen? I just wanted to dry my hair!’

Gabrielle felt Westley’s burning gaze on her. She felt exposed.

She could feel herself turning red. ‘How embarrassing!

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“Don’t move. Let me see where you are hurt. How did you even fall down if you were just drying your hair? That’s so typical of you!” Westley squatted beside her and observed carefully.

Gabrielle felt ashamed to look at him at that moment, so she covered her face with her hands.

“I just slipped and fell down. My head and butt hurt so much…”

Compared to the shyness and uneasiness of Gabrielle, Westley was calmer. He really wanted to know where she was

hurt.

If she was seriously injured, he would call up Remy.

“Did you sprain your ankle?”

“No.”

“What about your hand?”

“No.”

“Waist?

“No, nothing serious except for the back of my head and my butt,” said Gabrielle, as she continued to cover her face.

Westley took a look at her and realized just how cute she was. He reached out his hand and touched the back of her head. Aside from her damp hair, there was no blood or any sign of injury, so she wasn’t seriously hurt.

He continued to examine her for any possible injuries and found that there was nothing wrong. To him, he just gave her a simple examination, but to Gabrielle, the experience was less than pleasant