Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 137 Read Online


    Chapter 137 An Act Of Kindness


    Westley had gone downstairs to have coffee while Gabrielle took her bath. He was kind enough to


    even give her one of his shirts to change into. Looking at Westley, Miley felt sorry for him because he


    had a clear distinction between love and hate. He calcted everything so clearly that he lived such a


    hard life.


    To her, she believed that love should never be calcted but felt.


    “Westley, if you didn’t like Gabrielle at all, why did you choose to marry her at that time?” Miley asked


    him. There were so many girls in Antawood who would have dly married him and be grateful for it.


    “It’ste already, grandma. You need to rest so that you can be strong enough by tomorrow morning.”


    He didn’t want to answer any of her questions as he wasn’t ready for it. By the way, Gabrielle should be


    done with changing her clothes by


    Thinking about it right now, he had just


    a simple reason for marrying Gabrielle. Bryce, her brother, had taken Nellie away from him and for this


    reason, it was not a big deal for him to marry the daughter of the Jones family.


    “Listen to me, Westley. I know you can’t stop thinking about Helena after all these years, but you know


    she…”


    “Please, grandma. It’s been many years since Helena’s death. Please let’s not talk about this anymore.


    Please, grandma,” he interrupted her immediately.


    Everyone close to Westley knew that it took him a long time to get over Helena’s death. And as a result


    of this, he didn’t like talking about it with anyone at all.


    “I know this is a very sensitive topic that you don’t want to talk about, but I need you to know that she


    has been gone for so many years, and no one can determine when an ident can happen or when


    life will be lost So do your best to love and cherish the person you have right now in your life. Do you


    understand?” Miley had always known him to be a smart man and she didn’t need to say much about


    the matter at Tharld.


    “I know, grandma. Thank you,” he replied as he bowed his head slightly. Certainly. he knew what his


    grandmother meant.


    Even though it was an ident from other people’s perspectives, he couldn’t get over it just like that.


    He kept thinking about it for a very long time.


    “I know you got married to Gabrielle because of me, Westley. If you know you don’t like her, please


    don’t make her pay the cost for you. She is not the reason for your pain. She is a good wife and will


    also make a good mother. I do like her,” As soon as Miley said this, she turned around and went into


    her room.


    Westley still leaned against the bar counter and drank his coffee absentmindedly. He drank two cups


    and went upstairs with one more cup.


    When he pushed open the door to the bedroom, he discovered that Gabrielle had changed her clothes


    and had also washed all the dirty clothes including the ones he had just changed. She was busy


    hanging what she had washed on the balcony so that the night wind could dry


    She had to squeeze the clothes hard to get rid of the excess water in them so that they could dry faster


    before carefully cing them on the hanger. From Westley’s point of view, it seemed like she did this


    quite often.


    He just stared at her and didn’t want to disturb what she was doing. He just stood and watched her


    quietly and saw how she was trying to dry the clothes on the balcony.


    As he watched her, he felt moved and wam in his heart. The words his grandmother told him shed


    into his mind, “she is a good wife and will also make a good mother”. These days, there were very few


    women who could be as diligent and as dutiful as his wife.


    Growing up, there were servants in the Morris family and Westley had been constantly served by them.


    For this reason, he had never washed clothes before, since there were several hands to do it.


    Even if he was here, his clothes would have been collected for dry-cleaning by


    someone; he didn’t need to do it by himself


    Gabrielle was a strong woman and this showed in the way she carried herself There was nothing that


    she couldn’t do.


    This girl could survive anywhere it was she found herself even in the wildemess.


    He couldn’t help but wonder the kind of life she had lived while she was with the Jones family. Though


    she was an adopted daughter, it seemed like she lived worse than a servant.


    As soon as this thought came to his mind, his brows furrowed in a frown. This clearly showed that he


    was not in a good mood


    She was so focused on the work that she was doing that she didn’t hear when the door opened and he


    came in. All of a sudden, she just felt that someone was staring at her. As if on impulse, she turned


    around and saw Westley standing there, looking at her.


    When she saw him looking at her like that, she became nonplussed. At first,


    she just wanted to wash her clothes, but when she saw the clothes that he had just changed in the


    basket, she decided to wash them all.


    This was the only way she felt she could express her thanks to him for lending her a shirt to wear for


    the night. She just wanted to do something for him to make herself feel better. She didn’t want him to


    look at her like someone who liked receiving without giving in return also.


    “Oh, Westley, you’re back. I… I can exin it to you,” she stuttered as she looked down on the


    underwear that she was holding


    Obviously, it belonged to him.


    She felt so embarrassed that she didn’t know what to do. She was at a loss. It wasn’t just underwear,


    but a big bag full of problems


    To her, she felt it was not a big deal to help him wash his trousers and shirts, By the way, she had wom


    one of his shirts and so it wasn’t strange to wash another one of his


    However, before she washed the boxers,


    she hesitated for quite a long time before she finally decided to help him wash them.


    This was the first time in her whole life that she helped a man wash his boxers and this particr one


    belonged to her husband.


    Now that she was hanging the clothes on the balcony, she had been caught red handed by him. As she


    felt guilty, she thought that this man must be disgusted by her because she touched his things.


    If she had known about this earlier, she would have done her best to resist the urge to help him wash


    his clothes, especially his underwear. At most, she would have just washed his trousers and shirts only


    “Honestly, I never expected you to be so happy doing housework. You cane into the bedroom


    when you’re done hanging the clothes,” he said and walked straight to the sofa in the room and sat


    down, and then he watched her as she hung the remaining clothes,


    Before now, she had helped to wash clothes and also dry them in both the


    Jones family and also at Sloane’s. But right now, she was so edgy and agitated. Westley’s eyes were


    like a thorn in her flesh which made her unable to calm down.


    Since she was edgy, she couldn’t hang the clothes anymore. She stood there on her toes with her bare


    feet, which drew his attention.


    When he saw that she was struggling to hang up his boxers, he couldn’t just stay there and do nothing


    to help her. He Stood up, walked over to her side and took the underwear from her, and hung them


    easily.


    “Why are you here, Westley? I could have hung it myself,” she said to him in confusion as she stared at


    her husband in front of her


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    “So if I didn’te to help you, you would have held it for the whole night on your toes, right? Is that


    how much you like my underwear? I could give you more if you want. Do you want more?” he asked


    her with a smirk on his face. Her face became red with anger.


    What he said made her so angry. ‘Why


    couldn’t he choose his words carefully instead of always talking trash?” she asked herself silently.


    If there was anything that she knew, it was not liking his underwear. ‘Who would like such ugly boxers


    anyway. she thought to herself.


    Besides, she was not a pervert.


    “I don’t like your boxers, Westley. By the way, there’s nothing to like about it,” she remarked and was


    about to pass him and enter the room.


    She washed his clothes out of kindness, but this damn man was hell-bent on insulting her all the time.


    She just couldn’t take it.


    She would make sure that she never washed anything for him in the future, “What rubbish!” she


    thought silently as she gritted her teeth.


    He quickly grabbed her hand to prevent her from moving any further. “Why are you always in such a


    hurry? We are not done talking,” he said to her.


    “We have nothing to talk about. Just let


    me go.” She frowned at him and tried to get rid of his hand on her, but she found out that she was


    unable to do so because he was much stronger than she was.


    “You said you don’t like my clothes, but you still helped me to wash them. That’s so contradictory if you


    ask me, don’t you think?” His low and rxed voice made her body tremble a little bit.