Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 133 Read Online

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After Gabrielle left Westley’s room, she kept smiling to herself and later joined Miley in the kitchen and told her what he had said. Soon enough, they finished cooking and were ready to serve the dishes on the dining table.

“Take the food out, Gabrielle. I’ve told you that your husband loves you, do you believe me now? If he doesn’t love you, he wouldn’t have cared about your allergy. Just see how he’s avoiding fish because of you,” Miley said with a smile as she handed a plate of fried beef to her.

“All right, grandma. I believe you.” Gabrielle didn’t want to talk about her relationship with Westley anymore. By the way, Miley was a very wise woman. Her experienced eyes could see through a person better than anyone else.

Miley knew why Westley had married her, so Gabrielle didn’t want to explain it all over again

Right now, Miley just wanted to compel

both of them to be together at all costs, This idea of hers was one-sided. No matter what happened, Gabrielle had already resolved in her heart to get a divorce immediately Nellie came back and nothing was going to change that.

With that. Miley’s wish would be declared null and void. As much as she didn‘t want things to end that way, she knew that Miley would be disappointed.

“It’s good that you believe me now Gabrielle.”

Looking at Gabrielle warmed Miley’s heart. She was just so soft and lovely. She was also very obedient which made Miley love her even more.

Unlike her grandson, Westley, who always made her annoyed, she just loved this little girl. But sad to say, the two grandsons of the Morris family always made her worried.

Wilson’s wife had a very dark past. She was the leader of a gang. She was more violent and even more brutal than most men, and was not obedient at all.

Back in the day, the two sisters, Helena

and Nellie, were not simple-minded people. Miley didn’t like them one bit and always made them know. Now, there was Gabrielle who brought great joy to her by just being part of the Morris family.

The love Miley had for her knew no bounds and because of this, she decided that she would find a way to make sure her stubbom grandson kept her for life.

Other than that, had it been he had married Nellie, either she would have brought chaos to the Morris family or get the Collins family involved in everything about them.

After the death of their daughter, Helena, they brought so much difficulty and anxiety to the Momis family.

In the past few years after Helena’s death, Westley was constantly irritated by them. The Morris family had already returned a lot, both in cash and kind, to the Collins family. Although Miley believed that they did nothing wrong, they still danced to their tune. Even when they made an absurd request for Westley to marry Nellie, they didn’t raise any objection

As luck would have it, Nellie ran away on her own. Otherwise, if she had found her way into the Morris family through marriage. Miley would have been

seriously mad at her.

“Let me serve the dishes now, grandma,” Gabrielle said as she quickly brought the dishes out.

She knew very well that her marriage with Westley was a sham as they were just putting lip with each other and for this reason, there was no way that anyone would care about her.

As long as Westley didn’t trouble her, she was perfectly fine.

And because of that, she didn’t expect anything more than that from him.

She didn’t want to be close to or intimate with him in any way. She just needed to be patient and wait for Nellie, his runaway bride, to come back so that he would let her go.

“Be very careful with the soup, Gabrielle, so that you don’t spill it on your hands. You know it’s still very hot,” Miley

reminded her.

Miley knew that Gabrielle had her thoughts. Although she looked simple, Miley knew that she had a lot of things going on in her mind.

With several thoughts in her mind, Gabrielle took out the food one by one and placed them on the dining table.

When it was remaining for her to serve the soup pot, a tall figure obstructed her way. She looked up and saw Westley standing right in front of her with his hands on his waist. He had changed into grey pajamas which made him look less dignified and softer also.

*This is so heavy. Gabrielle. You don’t have to carry all at once,” he said to her as he took the soup pot from her hand easily and then turned around to put it on the table.

At the same time, Miley had just come out from the kitchen after washing her hands. She was very pleased to see what her grandson had done. She walked up to Gabrielle, took one of her hands in hers, and smiled sweetly at her. “Let’s go and sit down, my dear,” Miley said to her.

“Do you see how your husband cares so much about you? Thank goodness he finally knows how to care about people around him,” Miley whispered in her ears.

Gabrielle didn’t say anything but appreciated Westley’s help.

‘Peradventure he would help just anyone he saw that needed help. There’s no big deal about it. ‘ Gabrielle thought to herself.

As soon as the three of them sat down, Westley filled a bowl with soup for Miley and gave it to her.

“Scoop some soup for Gabrielle also. Westley. We made the dinner together and she helped me a lot.” Miley urged him to serve his wife.

Needless to say, Gabrielle didn’t need him to do that for her and so she refused immediately. “No, thanks. Don’t worry, I can serve myself…”

Be that as it might, he didn’t listen to her, but chose to listen to his grandmother. He stood up and began to scoop some soup into a bowl for her.

“Help yourself, drink up,” he said without affection as he put the bowl in front of her

“Thank you very much!” She still had to thank him courteously.

When the old lady saw how they both got along with each other, she smiled with joy and it was very obvious.

With the way the both of them got along very well, Miley knew that she wouldn’t have to worry so much about them.

“You‘ve worked so hard today, Gabrielle. Why not have some more?” Miley picked up more food for her and put it on her plate.

“I’m ok grandma,” she said with a smile. “You were the one who cooked everything. I just helped a little, I didn’t do anything serious,” she remarked as she looked at Miley shyly.

“Now that you’re married to Westley, you’re now a daughter-in-law of the Morris family and you’re entitled to anything you want. You shouldn’t treat yourself miserably. If you want to eat

anything, just let me know. I’ll cook it for you.” Miley smiled at her. She liked Gabrielle.

A few years ago, when it was raining heavily one night, Gabrielle picked her up and took her home. Ever since then. Miley became fond of the girl,

The result of the whole thing was even far better. God sent Gabrielle directly to her and made her the daughter-in-law of the Moris family. ‘What could be more fulfilling than this?’ Miley asked herself silently with a smile plastered on her face.

“I can do it, grandma. I’m not a picky eater,” she said obediently.

Truth be told, she was not a picky eater except for the seafood that made her allergic and uncomfortable when she ate

The smile on Miley’s face became much more obvious. “Gabrielle is a good child. I know this because a good child is not picky about food,” she said as she nodded her head.

“Grandma, your evaluation standard of

someone being a good child is quite low, If you can be a good child by just eating well, those prisoners in prison eat well every day. They cat whatever is provided to them without complaining. That means they’re good children,” Westley said coldly with darkened eyes.

Miley was pissed off by his words and glared at him in shock. “What are you talking about, Westley? All I’m saying is that Gabrielle is a good girl. Do you have to be so unfair all the time? Gabrielle is still your

wife, not just a random person on the street. You can’t even protect her, but you still scold her like this. Does that even sound reasonable to you?” Miley blurted out angrily.

“I didn’t mean it that way, grandma. You totally misunderstood me. I was just saying that you shouldn’t evaluate a person with such a low standard. It’s just too low,” he said calmly.