Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 563

By the time Gabrielle woke up, it was already noon. She had been too drunk and hadn’t slept till late.

In a daze, she sat on the bed, her eyes fixed to the ceiling. She was confused and had no idea what transpired after she got drunk the previous night.

Drinking was a typical source of problems.

Getting drunk was a very annoying and awful thing to do.

She was lucky since she was with Westley that night, and she was in their room. Else, there was no telling what world-shattering things she would have done last night. That imagination made her blood run cold a little.

“Gabrielle, you’re up. Do you feel better? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere on your body?” Westley pushed the door open, and his eyes first saw his beautiful spouse. She sat on the bed in a daze, looking all lovely.

“My head is heavy, Westley. Did I do some dumb stuff last night?” She turned to face her husband. She seemed bothered, which made Westley’s heart ache.

“Your head feeling heavy is normal. You had too much to drink yesterday night, but you didn’t misbehave. I’d say you were more vigorous than I am used to.” He walked to her and sat with her. He explained to her about the enthusiasm and craze she had shown him that night.

She felt so mortified by that.

“Come on, are you being shy?” She almost buried her head in the quilt. That in turn made Westley fear that she would suffocate in the quilt.

“No. Would you please stop talking in such absurdity? There is no way I was like what you say.” Her head was still in the quilt, not intending to admit what Westley was telling her about her behavior that night.

“Is it that you have forgotten, or are you trying your best not to admit it?” The shyness she was showing Westley made him quite happy. He couldn’t stop himself from taunting her again.

She was enthusiastic but she caused no trouble. In the end, she even had no strength to do it. “Westley, don’t talk about it again. Just walk away. I’m about to go wash my face,” Gabrielle said sulkily. She did not feel very okay seeing Westley. “Gabrielle, we are together. Being affectionate is normal for any couple. So you have no reason to feel shy. In fact, I enjoyed last night. I wish we could re-do that someday,” Westley said, without seeming to play around.

Hearing this, Gabrielle saw it clever to be silent. What was that? She was unknowingly wild last night since she was drunk. She felt guilty. The fun he made of her was definitely intended, and he was crossing a line. “Westley, I can’t tell a thing about last night. You were not completely drunk, but you didn’t stop me. Why? Then you mock me in my face?” Gabrielle glared fiercely at him. Her bright black eyes were almost popping out of her little face, which was engulfed in anger.

She probably had never been that displeased. Noticing that the anger in his little wife was due to explode, he knew that he had to entice her immediately. “My love, I didn’t mean to laugh at you. I was jus t happy that you were so wild in front of me. Didn’t you see that? If you want, I can help you recollect.” He sounded quite serious when he said the first words, but sounded evil as he said the rest of them. “But you actually laughed at me…”

“Don’t be mad, I just love to see you happy. Only one thing has to remain clear on a serious note,” Westley said, looking into her eyes.

“What one thing?” Gabrielle looked back seriously.

Whenever Westley meant business, she would mean the same subconsciously.

“Sweetheart, you can’t drink like that anymore. You might hurt yourself, and you can’t drink with other men. Only with me,” Westley stated seriously.

This made Gabrielle stunned and smile. “Mr. Morris, I’ve never met someone so tyrannical.”

“You should have seen how adorable you looked while drunk, hence I have no choice. Others will easily vanish into thin air with you if I don’t control you,” Westley said, pinching Gabrielle’s face. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Hearing this, she melted even more.

“I’m not that easy to get to. Anyway, who else will find me cute apart from you?”

Gabrielle never seemed to realize how beautiful she was. That aside, it was only Westley who thought she was the most beautiful and lovely woman in the whole universe.

Before people’s eyes, she was a vexing nuisance. She had been rebuked by Bryce for causing trouble. Maybe that was due to the fact that beauty was in the eye of the beholder. Assuming she was the ugliest woman on the planet, Westley would still see her as the most beautiful woman. Somehow, she felt content with that.

As long as Westley gave her the title, the most beautiful woman in the world, others’ opinions would not count. She didn’t care about what anyone else had to say about her. “I’ve never met a woman more beautiful than you. Don’t be hard on yourself. Give me your word that you will never go drinking with other men.

I’m the only one who should see you get drunk,” Westley warned her again. “I’ll drink only with you, are we good? Can I get up now? A cold shower will certainly take out the hangover and help me sober up. I can’t be like this all day!” Gabrielle was not in the mood to argue with him any longer. His childishness

was more compared to hers. Maybe there existed a childish and wayward boy in his heart. “Your obedience just earned you a free ride to the bathroom.”

Westley then grabbed her off the bed and took her into the bathroom. “Might you be in need of my thoughtful service next?” Westley asked as he placed her on the chair and rose tall. He looked at her like a considerate steward who really wanted to leave her fully served. “Not really. I’ll bring myself. Westley, you go out!” Her embarrassment turned into anger. Westley could only laugh and walk out. “Well, I’m done messing with you. I’ll leave now. In case you need something, just call me.” “Okay, out you go now.” She couldn’t wait to send him off. Westley went out straight and shut the door behind him.