Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 194 Read Online

Chapter 194 Like A Treasure

Gabrielle could feel it deep in her heart that Miley and Zaid were a nice couple, because every time Miley talked about him, she was always so happy. Even if she didn’t talk about him all the time, she knew that theirs was a mamiage of bliss when Zaid was still alive.

But in truth, not everyone could be like them. It was quite difficult for her and Westley to be like this because there was Nellie between them. She was just a substitute for Westley because his original bride eloped with her brother

“Trust me, Gabrielle. Westley cares about you very much. I see it deep in his eyes,” Miley said to Gabrielle in a serious tone in a bid to convince her. @

“Grandma, I’m done with the cleaning of the floor. Let me take out the trash now, and then I’ll pull out the weed in the fields when I’m done with that.” As it were, she just wanted to avoid the discussion at all costs. She didn’t want to

Taille about Westley inymore. She w scared that she w ild fill her head with stupid notions about the two of them and end up getting disappointed. She quickly packed up the trash and took it out of the yard.

After she had disposed of the trash, she didn’t go back immediately. Instead, she stood, with the trash can in her hand, by the roadside and looked at the beautiful scenery in the distance Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

The sun this afternoon was very hot and dazzling, but the scenery on the mountain was particularly beautiful, which inspired her a lot.

She had majored in jewelry design at Alorith University, and right now, she was an intern at Jason’s jewelry studio. She had always been very sensitive to some inspiration, which came mostly fnare the things of nature.

Everything about the natural scenery irispired her, be it the wind, the rain, the sunshinë, or rainbow… They all inspired her greatly

Gabrielle immediately ran back to her room to fetch her sketchbook and a pencil. As soon 15 she got back, she sati

CHESS-legged on the lawn by the roadside and began to draw the beautiful scenery in front of her.

In Jason’s Studio, there was always a selection assessment for new works every season. She would go back to work after her grandfather’s birthday and the selection assessment would be held a month later. This time around, she wanted to seize the opportunity to make her work stand out so that she could make a big step in the process of becoming a full-fledged jewelry designer,

Although Jason’s studio wasn’t that large in scale, it was very famous in the industry, and because of this, there were always new candidates for internship every month. Although she had already become a regular worker with the help of Austin, she still stayed there as a newcomer. Besides, she had never been able to come up with a creation of her

She couldn’t afford to lose the opportunity again this time. If she missed it, she would have to wait for the next season. By the way, she would feel sorry for Austin and Jason, who had helped her to where she was today.

There were not many people in the town, especially in the suburb where Miley lived. So even if she had sat there for more than half an hour, she knew that no one would come by to disturb her.

Meanwhile, back in the farmhouse, Westley had cleaned up the kitchen, After answering a call from his assistant, Alvin, and attending an international video conference, he finally came out of the kitchen,

When he entered the living room, he looked around and found no one there. When he went out of the yard, he saw his grandmother in the garden alone, picking vegetables, but Gabrielle was nowhere to be

found. “Where could she have gone to?’ he thought as he continued looking around.

Gabrielle was not too familiar with this place and for this reason, he was at a loss as to where he would start looking for her.

“Where is Gabrielle, grandma? Did she go somewhere?” he asked Miley as he went straight to the vegetable garden.

“Well, at first, she took out the trash.

After some minutes. She came to the vard and then tan back happily with a notebook in her hand. I think she must. be drawing on the roadside. You can go there if you want to see her.” She wiped off the sweat on her brows and looked at her grandson

“Okay, grandma I’ll go and bring her back so that she can help you pick the vegetables. Just go back to your room and have a rest now. You need it.” He felt very relieved when he heard that his wife was drawing by the roadside. He was afraid that she had gotten lost.

“Okay, go and bring her back first. I’ll cook something for you to eat before you both get back.” She felt very hot as a result of the scorching sun. She stopped picking the vegetables and went inside the house as Westley had instructed her,

As soon as he had walked a short distance from the farmhouse, he saw his wife sitting cross-legged on the lawn by the roadside. She was drawing slowly with a sketchbook in one hand and a pencil in the other. He was so surprised that she was good at drawing. She looked like an experienced artist to him.

This was the first time that he had seen her so quiet. He felt like she was living in her world without arguing or quarreling and all of a sudden, he had an impulse to protect her from the cares of the world.

He walked close to where she was and stood not too far away behind her. He stood there quietly and stretched out his neck to look at what she was drawing. It was a life-like landscape drawing, which could only be done by one who had a rich experience in art.

He didn‘t know that his wife had such an amazing talent and as he looked at her, he had a new understanding of her. To him, she was just like a treasure, that every time he opened it, he would be constantly fascinated by what he saw a

“Woof, woof…”

The barking of a dog distracted Gabrielle‘s attention. She looked in the direction where the bark came from and saw Tucker and Black coming out of the yard. She guessed that they were going for a walk.

“Mr. Morris! Mrs. Morris!” Tucker greeted both of them with a broad smile on his face.

‘Mr. Mons? Gabrielle thought with a hint of surprise on her face.

With a subconscious mind, she turned around and saw her husband standing not too far away from her. She was so frightened that she quickly closed her sketchbook and looked at him uneasily. “This is so creepy!’ she thought to herself.

She didn’t know how long this man had been staring at her from behind. She felt that her painting was not good enough and if he saw it, she would feel so ashamed of herself.

“You! How long have you been standing over there?” she blurted out as she rolled her eyes at him.

“Well done. I didn’t expect you to have such a good skill in drawing. You’re very good at this. Do you know that?” Westley ignored her question and started praising her work of art instead.

“Are you kidding me right now?” she asked in surprise. She didn’t expect that he would praise her like this. Was this the Westley she knew or someone else entirely?

“Of course, I’m serious. You should know by now that I don’t like talking nonsense, ” he said coldly.

“You’ve learned painting for many years now?”

She looked at him as someone in a trance before she was able to realize that he was asking her a question. She thought for a while before she started talking. “Well, I started to learn painting when I was in kindergarten, and my sketching has started since high school. I majored in jewelry design in college, and right now, as you already know, I’m in… I’m an intern at Jason’s studio, so I can say that I have some level of experience when it comes to drawing.”

she said all in one breath as she briefly introduced her experience to him. Until then, he remembered that she was a top student in their design school and was also an intern in Jason’s jewelry design studio. Alvin had given him this information a long time ago. Although he didn’t pay attention to it, he had memorized it all. O

But even at that, he felt that she was far better than he had thought.

“So you want to be a jewelry designer?” he asked her casually.

“Of course, I want to be. This is the only job I want to do.” If she didn’t want to be a jewelry designer, she wouldn’t have majored in it when she was in school.

“Woof, woof…”

“Mr. Morris, Mrs. Morris, are you both enjoying the scenery here?” Tucker, who was holding his dog, came over and looked at the couple curiously.

“Yes, Tucker. The scenery here is very beautiful. I’m also trying to draw here,” she answered him with a faint smile. She had always been a little uncomfortable when Tucker addressed her as “Mrs. Morris”: especially right in front of Westley.

It always sounded weird to her ears.

“I know it’s very beautiful here. If you like painting the scenery, I’ll advise you to go to the river dam. There are mountains, rivers, and fields, whose scenery is even more beautiful compared to this. You’ll walk along the river beach for half an hour, and then you can see

the river dam. It’s not that far. I think Mr. Morris should know the place. Let him take you there,” Tucker said excitedly as he warmly recommended the place for them.