Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 172 Read Online

Chapter 172 Wendy‘s Call

All of them were still in Miley’s farmhouse while the rain kept falling heavily. Holly knew that this world hadn’t been fair, and so, she didn’t expect to get something like that from the high and mighty Westley.

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“It seems that Westley cares about Gabrielle. What do you think of their marriage, Remy? Do you think they’re both happy?” Holly’s tone was very light, but it could be sensed that she was a little nervous and jealous at the same time.

Remy hesitated before answering her question. He stared at the rain outside the yard. The rain was a little heavy, beating on the leaves, flowers, and the tip of the grass. They looked crystal clear.

He didn’t like rainy days, which would always make him in a bad mood and make him feel very uncomfortable.

“Westley’s marriage is his own business: I can’t judge it. What do you think about it, Holly?” he asked indirectly throwing the question back at her a

Holly’s face changed in that instant when she discovered what he did. But she knew that she still had to answer. She then said slowly, “Of course I don’t have any judgments. I only have one wish. I just hope that Westley can be truly happy. No matter who he mamies. That’s all I have in mind.” As she said this, there was a slight pain in her chest.

“Are you serious?” Remy asked with surprise.

“Of course, yes. It’s true,” Holly said firmly, with a slight smile. She wanted to make him believe that what she said was

true.

“Anyway, I think Westley will be very happy if he knows that you think in this way. Just try to have a good rest first. I’ll go to check if Gabrielle’s injection has finished.” The moment he uttered this statement, he stood up, put one hand in his pocket, and strode up the stairs.

As soon as he left, Holly grabbed the

pillow beside her and rubbed it hard into her palm. It was as if she was going to rip it apart. 1

Meanwhile, Westley was in his room. He looked at Gabrielle on the bed, who was still asleep with her eyes closed tightly. She had an intravenous drip on her hand, and it was as if she wasn’t going to wake up anytime soon. He was worried about her.

As he looked at her face, he noticed that it wasn’t looking as red as before. It was probably because her fever had gone down. He reached out to touch her forehead lovingly. It wasn’t as hot as before also. He was quite relieved about the minute improvement.

When Remy pushed the door open and came in, he saw such a gentle and affectionate scene. He couldn’t bear to break it.

By the way. Westley had never been so gentle with anyone, not even to Helena when she was still alive.

When Westley and Helena were together, she was an independent and strong woman, and for this reason, she hardly showed weakness in front of her

fiance, and so there was no time or reason for Westley to show his gentility.

They were two people who were compatible with each other. Even the Collins Group would be likely to be managed by Helena in the future.

But in the end, fate had its role to play. It became something that would never happen i

“Gabrielle’s fever is too severe and because of this, it won’t be gone so soon. But even at that, she’s showing good signs of improvement. After this injection, she might wake up before dinner if she recovers fast. By the way, there’s nothing else besides the fever. So don’t worry too much about her. She’ll be fine, Remy explained calmly as he walked towards Westley.

“Okay. As long as she’s getting better, that’s all that matters.” Westley moved his hand away from her forehead and looked at her quietly.

This man has always been thoughtful, although he always tried to put up a tough front. As long as he didn’t want to show his emotions, no one could know what he was feeling in his heart.

“I’m not a superstitious man, neither did I believe in destiny, horoscopes, and other ghosts before. But since you got mamed to Gabrielle, I’m starting to believe in it,” Remy said on a lighter note. He was half-joking i There was silence in the room for some seconds. You could even hear a pin drop, Westley’s eyes fell on his friend’s face coldly. Remy couldn’t see any emotion on Westley’s face as he looked quite blank

“You don’t seem to fit Gabrielle in any way. She’s always having a lot of problems since she got married to you Either she was injured here or there, Right now, it’s a high fever. Do you want to invite a master to have a look?” He was not afraid of Westley’s cold gaze on him and so, he continued to tease him calmly. 1

“It’s obvious that you don’t want to be a doctor anymore, Remy, do you?” How could he ask him to have a master to have a look? Westley just wanted to kill Remy right this minute.

“I was just offering you a kind advice as a friend,” Remy said as he smiled

“You don’t have to remind me about this. The most important thing you should be thinking about right now is how to protect your medical career. If anything odd happens to my wife. you’re doomed.” Westley threatened him without mincing words. 4

Remy knew that Westley wasn’t just bluffing, and for this reason, he stopped talking

At this time, Gabrielle’s cell phone rang. Westley just stared at it from afar and didn’t want to answer it. But the person, who didn’t seem to give up. kept calling Over and over again, so Gabrielle’s phone kept vibrating noisily on the table.

“Westley. Gabrielle’s phone is still ringing. Are you sure you’re not going to answer it? It might be an urgent issue,” Remy said as he took a look at the phone and then at Westley.

Grumpy and indifferent, he couldn’t tell what he was feeling, but he finally reached out to pick up the phone.

There was the word “Mom” on the screen. It was a call from Wendy.

The Jones family might have had something to talk about with her, so Westley decided to pick up the call. Immediately he did, Wendy’s voice rang out with authority.

“Why aren’t you answering my calls, Gabrielle? What are you doing? Are you mad at your mother?”

“Mrs. Jones, it’s me. Westley. It’s not very convenient for her to answer the phone right now.” As he said this, he took a quick look at his wife, who was still sleeping with her eyes closed.

When Wendy heard it was Westley, she was shocked to her bones. When she heard him say that it was not convenient for her to answer the phone, she began to think of some inappropriate scenes in her head. It was not evening yet, and the two of them might be doing something intimate.

But then, she felt that it was a good thing. As long as Westley and Gabrielle were together, it didn’t matter if Westley was marrying her daughter because of her body. She didn’t mind as long as Gabrielle stayed married to this man.

“Oh, Mr. Morris, it’s you, I don’t have anything important to talk to Gabrielle about. I just wanted to ask if she has told you about her grandfather’s birthday in two days. But since you answered the phone, I’ll just ask you directly. Has she told you?” Wendy immediately changed the tone of her voice, to a gentle and flattering one.

She didn’t know if Gabrielle mentioned her grandfather’s birthday party to him yet, or she didn’t plan to even tell him at all.

“She hasn‘t told me anything yet,” Westley responded to her in a low voice.

“I just knew that she would forget to ask you. I just can’t expect this girl to do anything well.” Wendy knew from the bottom of her heart that her daughter didn’t plan to tell Westley, nor did she want him to go to the Carter family with her to congratulate her grandfather.

“She will tell me, Mrs. Jones.” When Westley heard that Wendy chastised his wife, he felt uncomfortable and frowned immediately. ‘How can a so-called mother be this heartless?’ Westley reasoned.

Even if Gabrielle was just an adopted daughter, Wendy should at least praise her a little bit. But as usual, she was never satisfied with whatever Gabrielle did as Wendy constantly looked for every opportunity to downgrade her.

There was never a time she gave Gabrielle a good compliment. Once her daughter didn’t do something well, she would be despised and criticized like a common criminal.

“Yes, yes, yes. I have told her, she will say it when she has decided to tell you. Can I just ask you all the same if you will go when she tells you?” Wendy said in a gratifying voice

“We’ll talk about it later. If there’s nothing else you want to talk about, 1’11 hang up right now,” Westley said flatly. Immediately he said that he directly hung up the phone. 2