Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 67 Read Online

Chapter 67 A Woman Answered The Phone

Westley hadn‘t been back for two days. This

nade Gabrielle uneasy. who resorted to pacing around the house, going upstairs and dawnstairs to no avail.

Gabrielle drank a cup of water in the living

dom as she stared blankly at the lawn in the yard from the window. Upon hearing a car enter the drivew ay, she ran out eagerly.

A silver Car Was driving in, but the person who emerged from the vehicle was not Westley– it was Kerny

When Gabrielle noticed himn, she lelt a small surge of disappointment as her bright cyes faltered slightly, but that was immediately replaced b y a smile. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Remy! Nice to see you here.” Gabrielle greeted him.

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Kenny had noticed the flash disappointment in Gabrielle‘s eyes.

He figured he had shown up at an awkward, time, or maybe he wasn‘t the person Gabrielle had been h oping to find in her driveway

It was plausible to think that Gabrielle was

Waiting for Westley, but instead saw Remy. which would‘ve upseller.

Yes, nice to see you, too. I‘m actually here to change your dressing into a fresh one for your wounds. R emember I told you that I‘ll be changing the dressings every three days? Well, if 1‘111 right, three days have passed, so here I aim at Vineyard Villa But… is everything okay? You don‘t seem too happy to see me.” Remy teased Gabrielle.

Gabrielle shook her head immediately. “No. are you kidding me? How can I not be happy to see you? I just hadn‘t expected three days to go by so fast–time sure is flying.”

Without probing the topic further and voicing his suspicions, Remy tumed around and took out the medi cine cabinet from his car trunk

“Gabrielle, let‘s go in. I‘ll just pretend you warmly welcomed me in your driveway because that would m ake me happier” Remy was only half–joking

Gübrielle was amused by Remy‘s humor, “Remy, welcome to Vineyard Villa.

I take it that you are here to change the dressings for Miss Jones’ wounds? What would you like to drink?” Neil came up to greet Remy and took his slippers from him.

“Just a cup of coffee would be great. Thank

“Sure, I‘ll grab it in a moment.”

Gabrielle. do you want to change the dressings in the living room or are you comfortable in your bedroo m?” Remy respectfully allowed Gabrielle to choose for hersell.

“Let‘s go to the living room. The wounds are on my face and arms, so I don‘t have to lie on the bed in o rder to get the dressing changed.” Gabrielle led Remy to the sofa in the living room.

“Is Westley at home?” Remy put down the medicine cabinet and glanced around the room.

There didn‘t seem to be any sign of Westley at all. It was definitely him who Gabrielle had been expecting

“No… Westley hasn‘t been back for two days, actually. I‘m sure he‘s very busy at work,” Gabrielle said, failing to hide the disappointment in her voice. Even if she hadn‘t realized it, Remy had immediately noti ced it

“If you want to know what Westley is doing. why don‘t you take the initiative to check inz with him and s ee for yourself? I think he will

THE VT happy to heat in concern. After all, he work very hard every day– many days and nights on end without rest. Ii‘s tetible.” Remy said, with purposeful diamatie elect.

It was uue that Westley was a workaholic, but he definitely had notions of day and time and he took all t he test and self–cire he needed

But when Gabrielle heard that Westley would work days and mights without rest, her heart Sanki

“Isn‘t that really terrible, to be working non stop, without sleep? Wouldn‘t it lead to death in extreme cas es?”

“Are you joking, Dr. Remy? You don‘t really mean that, do you?” Gabrielle looked at Remy longingly, un able to believe him.

“Well, Gabrielle, if you don’t want to believe that just forget it. If Westley knows I said this, he‘ll be quite upset with me. The last thing he wants is someone else talking about him.” Remy shrewdly picked his words deliberately as he silently observed the expression on Gabrielle‘s face. As expected, Gabrielle looked womed and uneasy.

This time, it seemed, Westley had found the right person for him; the right person who truly cared about him this much.

“If you really care about Westley, you should call him and check up on him,” Remy Buzested.

The relationship between two people worked if there was one between them to take initiative. If neither of them did anything and let things be as they were, how would their relationship grow and improve!

“I‘d better not call Westley. I don‘t want to disturb his work and antay him.” Gabrielle finally made up her mind after some deliberation.

“Okay. Let me change the dressing for you first and examine the scab on the wounds. Have you touched water these days?” Leaving their personal situation aside, Remy opened the medicine cab inet, put on his mask and gloves, and began preparing to change the dressing for Gabrielle.

“I haven‘t touched a drop of watu– I haven‘t even washed my face for thiee days! It” 9. never been so dirty. I honestly feel as though this fa ce is not mine anymore.” Gabrielle flared up as she spoke about this. She felt like it was torture to not b e able to wash her lace for three days. Fortunately, she was able to wrap her arms in plastic and this allowed her to ha ve a shower, but washing her face was out of the question

“It‘s mat dirty! And you can wash your face After the scab in healed, but only with clear water and don‘t satub too hard. Avoid facial cleanser And skin care products.” Remy reminded Gabrielle as he dealt with her

Gabrielle kept what Remy said in mind.

After changing Gabrielle‘s dressings. Retny left. Gabrielle continued to pace back and forth in the room for more than half an hour with her phone in her hand. She hadn‘t decided whether she should

call Wesiley or not

Gabrielle began to feel more worried for Westley 25 she recalled what Remy said.

However, she was afraid that her call would disturb Westley while he was working. This would only make him anner. What should

she do?

It was really a head–scratcher.

Finally, after much hesitation and internal conflict, Gabrielle decided to call Westley. She decided to ove his health was the most important factor and she wanted to communicate this to him.

Gabrielle sat on the bed with her fists clenched in anxiety. The call rang twice and was answered on the

“Hey, Westley…”

“Hello? Who‘s that?”

A woman‘s voice interrupted Gabrielle before she could finish her sentetice.

The voice sounded familiar to Gabrielle, but she was unable to place it in that moment,

“Are you calling for Westley? He‘s unable to answer the phone right now. I can pass on 2 message if there is anything urgent.” ,

“No… it‘s nothing.” Gabrielle hung up the phone as she fingers trembled and her heart beat fast. She wa Holly

It seemed that after all, there was no need for Gabrielle to worry about Westley. He had already been ta

Gabrielle recalled Holly‘s insistence on meeting Westley more often. Had Westley been with Holly these

Gabrielle began to feel upset as these thoughts ran through her mind. She didn‘t feel like it was her righ one. It was up to Westley to choose the

WITH he wanted to Actially be with

use he wasn‘t Hally” mumied. That had nothing to do with Gabrielle. Sa why was she

Will Tones, dina ready dostain. Flesse com when you are tedy.” Neil‘s voice rang from outside.

“Got it, Neil, thank you I‘ll be right there.”

Gabrielle didn‘t feel like being alone in her root ante. She put dawn her phone. changed her clathes and went dowTata with a mask an

“Neil, my friend asked me out to dinner last minute, so I won‘t be having dinner at home tonight. I won‘t home at all tonight, in fact, as it‘s already late,” Gabrielle said, and then Went to the garage before driving away