Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 47 Read Online

Chapter 47 See Westley With Someone Else

Noticing the way Micheal stared at her unnet ved Gabrielle and made her look at him uneasily. Was it a bad thing to be allergic to

“Mr. Robinson, what’s wrong?” Gabrielle asked in a low voice.

“You didn‘t book the table in this restaurant, Tight?” Micheal fixed his eyes on. Gabrielle for a while

The most popular dish in this restaurant was made of seafood. Why had Gabrielle selected this particular restaurant if she was allergic to seafood? She had placed herself in an awkward situation i

“What?” Gabrielle sipped on her cup of ice coffee. She was taken aback by his question.

She didn’t book the table; she had asked Mia to do that Would Micheal think that she was not sincere to invite him to dinner?

“Miss Jones, you may not be aware, but this restaurant’s most prominent dish is the lobster. What‘s the point of dining here if you can’t enjoy its signature dish?” His voice was not loud, but firm. Gabrielle blushed at his ΓΡΙΗΓΕΕ.

* Mr. Robinson, I’m SOTTY. I asked Miss Rabinson to book the table for me, as I had Ero idea which testaurant is better. Don’t You like the food here? Garnelle felt a little embarrassed

Slie had wanted to thank Micheal for saving her life. and she thought choosing A restaurant would be a great way to do so. Little did she realize she would end up leeling embarrassed.

“Yes, it’s a nice restaurant, but I don’t think you’d enjoy the food here, seeing as you can’t have seafood.” Micheal responded in a calmer voice.

But it doesn‘t matter. There are many other dishes here, apart from seafood. Don’t woITY. I can eat something else. The most important thing is that you have a hearty meal here and enjoy your time.” Gabrielle smiled at Micheal and breathed a sigh of relief as she relaxed a

As long as Micheal enjoyed the meal, it didn’t matter whether the food was according to her preferences or not.

After all, Micheal was the one she invited to the dinner tonight, and not the other way around

“You can serve the dishes now. And please,

this lady is allergic to seafood so be mindful to keep the dishes separate. If there is a mess. -E1P. I’ afraid your restaurant will be responsible for it,” Micheal reminded the waitress seriously.

“I see. I will definitely inform the chef. Please wait a moment.” The waitress casted a quick glance at both of them, adirliting Micheal’s chalen in expressing this concern for the lady

She was very envious of her!

“Sure enough, the other women’s boyfriends are better than inine, thought the waitress.

Gabrielle was stunned as she noticed the way the waitress scanned both of them. Had she misunderstood something?

“Mr. Robinson, I appreciate it, but you don’t have to show consideration for me. I invited you to dinner just to express my gratitude to

you,”

Gabrielle said seriously.

“Miss Jones, you fell into the river because of Mia‘s playfulness. Of course I saved you, it was the only way! Our Robinson family owe a debt of gratitude to you, so it should be me who invites you for a meal as a way of thanks.” Micheal shrugged, as a matter-of fact.

“Mr. Robinson, it’s my treat today.”

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Bild Gabrielle immediately. Soon AS understood Micheal’s insinuations.

“Okay, but the next time I invite you to dimer, I will sugest A Testaurant without seafood.” Micheal didn’t like to owe favors to others. He drew i distinct line between himself and people, because he preferred mol to be burdened with unnecessary womnes.

“Mr. Robinson, I think you may have misunderstood something.” Gabrielle looked at himn with a trace of hesitancy in her eyes.

“Oh, Miss Jones, tell me what it is I misunderstood.” Micheal took a sip of water and looked at her expectantly as he waited for her response.

“Here’s the thing. Mr. Robinson. I’m married. I invited you to dinner just to thank you for saving my life, and Miss Robinson helped me book the table in this restaurant. That’s it. I’m afraid that you may have misunderstood my intentions,” Gabrielle calmly explained.

Upon hearing that; Micheal didn’t seem surprised at all. Instead, he wore a slight smile on his face. “I know.”

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“You know?” Gabrielle stared at him disbelief.

* I’m BOTY. Miss Tones. I’m afraid I shouldn’t have mentioned such a matter. It’s your private affair with Westley after all.” Noticing Gabrielle‘s continued silence. Micheal made an apology at once. No wonder why they married, but still, it was none of his business.

“Mr. Robinson, it’s okay. You don’t have to apologize to me.” Gabrielle hurriedly waved her hand. She felt embarrassed that he was apologizing to her, and wanted to move on from this topic.

“As Mia‘s friend, please feel free to treat me as your brother from now on. If you have anything you need help with or want to talk about, I’m here. You know I’m able to settle matters easily.” Micheal seamlessly changed the topic. E

The dishes then arrived, and they were momentarily distracted from their conversation. Gabrielle tumed her head around the restaurant and she looked out of the window. Her eye caught a familiar black Cayenne driving towards the parking lot of the restaurant. Her curiosity was aroused as she continued to stare at the vehicle in anticipation

When she saw the man getting out of the car, her eyes widened in surprise.

It was none other than Westley!

After unloading a barrage of unkind words to her in the afternoon, here he suddenly appeared, at the same restaurant she was having dinner at Cauld he know she was dining with Micheal and liad poime to whisk her away?

Gabrielle trembled with fear at the thought of that. But then … she saw a slender woman ini. in blue dress get out of a white cat nearby to the Cayenne. She walked directly to Westley. Although Gabrielle’s view was somewhat obscured, it seemed as though they knew each other well-almost too well.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Miss Jones, what are you looking at?” Micheal noticed Gabrielle’s gaze out of the window. He knew she seemed distraught, because she hadn’t even realized all the dishes had been served.