Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 100 Read Online

Chapter 100 Stay The Night In Half Moon Bay

What she heard Westley Say got her angry. She paced up and down in her room as she bit her lips hard and tried her best not to react to what he said. She resisted the strong urge in her to go downstairs and confront him. What did he mean by saying that she was made of paper? He felt that she got bruises quite easily which made him think that she was just too frail. 1

‘Does he think that I’m not scared of feeling pains all the time? Does he think that I derive joy in having injuries all over my body?” The more she thought about it, the angrier she

got.

He still didn’t apologize for his useless statement. All of a sudden, he appeared behind her in the middle of the night scaring her out of her wits.

Since she had a long day, she was about to go upstairs to take a shower, but she felt thirsty at the same time. She was on her way to the kitchen to get some water to drink and accidentally heard everything he said about her.

At that moment, she knew that she had such a bad image in this man’s heart.

‘He’s such a bad guy, she thought with a sneer on her face.

“Why did you come here unexpectedly. Mr. Morris? You are worried about your wife. isn’t it?” Sophie asked with a smile on her face. “You must have brought this cake just for her. She loves eating cakes. She will be very happy about it.” This woman was very smart. Coming at this time with a cake in his hand, it was obvious that he came here for a special purpose and it was to see Miss Jones.

To her, there was nothing like a false marriage and so she didn’t believe that there was no love between the both of them.

Gabrielle lazily drank the water and thought of the pretty cake box he was carrying. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

‘Did he come with the sole aim of bringing me a cake at this late hour?” she thought to herself

“Did he come here to apologize for leaving me alone these past few days?’

If this was the case, should she consider forgiving him?

‘Gabrielle, you are so cheap! A simple cake buys you off!” she nudged herself.

“Sophie, take the cake. Alvin bought it for me

and I don’t like desserts. You can eat it with Gabrielle,” he said as he put the cake in Sophie’s hands forcefully and made her know how the cake came about.

He didn’t buy it himself, lest Gabrielle should start overthinking the whole issue.

“Mr. Morris, didn’t you ask Alvin to specially buy it for Gabrielle?” Sophie stared at the cake box and didn’t believe what Westley had said.

“Sophie, I need you to understand me. I didn’t come to see her. Besides, from what I can see, she is doing fine and doesn’t need to be worried about at all. Don’t you have money to hire workers to clean out the weeds for you? Why does Gabrielle have to weed and get hurt all over her body to have my attention?” he asked with a sarcastic look on his face. Westley was good at the irony, the cruelest kind.

It was exasperating,

Gabrielle heard every word he had said. She had thought that he would praise her even if he didn’t feel sorry for her for weeding the garden with blisters.

But then, he didn’t praise her, but teased her as if she deserved the injuries that came with tilling the garden. This man was just a heartless human being

She couldn’t stand it anymore so she went upstairs to take a shower after drinking the water.

Sure enough, she couldn’t expect too much from him. This man would only make people fall into depression with the way he talked about them.

The two outside didn’t know that she had heard so much of what they discussed before going upstairs. Looking at the pink and beautiful box, Sophie thought that there must be a very delicious cake in it. She was happy, thinking that Gabrielle would also be very happy to see the cake after taking a shower.

“Mr. Morris, Gabrielle volunteers to work these days and she isn’t arrogant non difficult. She even works harder than me. Just so you know, she doesn’t do it for you. She just wants to clean up the whole house and make it beautiful. She said that since she would keep living here, she wants the place to be as beautiful and as comfortable as possible.” She didn’t want him to have any preconceptions against his wife. After all, she was a good girl

“Keep living here?” His way of focusing on the key point was a bit unexpected.

“So, she plans to stay here forever? With whose consent? Good wishes! Her plan has

been thwarted. The Half Moon Bay was not bought for her,” he said coldly,

Hearing Westley’s angry words, Sophie wondered if she had said something wrong this time.

“Mr. Morris, you misunderstood her. She is just…”

“Well, you don’t have to explain for her. I know her much better than you and I know what kind of person she is. The daughter of the Jones cannot be simple and kind. Sophie, don’t be deceived by her pretense. I’m going back. Call Alvin if you need anything.” Westley left with mixed feelings.

However, when he walked out of the gate of the Villa, there was no car or any sign of

Alvin.

“Where did Alvin go with the car?’ he asked himself in surprise.

Westley was so angry that he took out his phone and called Alvin.

“Where are you? Come here right now!” he thundered as he vented all his anger on Alvin

“Mr. Morris, I thought you would stay the night in Half Moon Bay, so I left with the car.”

“You thought? Did I ask you to leave? Why would you leave without asking me in the first place? Come back here in ten minutes, no, ten minutes is too much. I give you five minutes. If I don’t see you in five minutes, you will never have to appear in front of me again. Consider yourself jobless!” After saying that, he hung up the phone. He strongly resisted the urge to drop the phone on the ground.

In less than a minute, the phone rang again. It was Alvin.

“Yes? What’s the matter? Have you arrived?” he asked impatiently.

“Actually, Mr. Morris, the car… The tires are flat. I need to go back and take another car to pick you up. Should I still come?” Alvin asked in a low voice.

Hearing the unpleasant news, Westley was desperate. He wasn’t in the mood to scold him. “No need. You can go home,” he dismissed him.

“Mr. Morris, can I still come back to the company tomorrow?” Alvin asked anxiously. He hoped he hadn’t lost his job.

“What do you think?” Westley gave him a vague answer and didn’t tell him directly. Then he hung up the phone.

Alvin couldn’t come to pick him up. He considered if he should ask Neil to come to pick him up instead of spending the night here.

Feeling a little upset and resigning to his fate, he leaned against the wall and lit up a cigarette.

As he smoked, he heard a shout from inside the room.

“Wow, Sophie, this cake is just so beautiful! I think it’s too beautiful to be eaten,” Gabrielle squealed with delight. She sounded very excited. It was so loud that even Westley. who was leaning against the wall outside the house could hear it.

He remembered the conversation between those children before, that the beautiful cake was magical. Even the most depressed people would fall in love with it.

Now, hearing her scream with joy, he believed that a cake had an unexplainable magic effect.

He threw the rest of the cigarette on the ground and stamped the fire out. Then he turned around and walked into the Villa.

He suddenly wanted to see the look on her face.

So he went straight inside.

“Getting a cake to eat isn’t an everyday event. Sophie, shall we make a wish with candles? It’s a waste not to make a wish with such a beautiful cake,” she proposed happily, staring at the beautiful pink cake without blinking.