Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 232
Chapter 232 Gabrielle Being A Peeper
Westley’s eyes were dark and distant, like a deepke whosekebed hid mysteriously, fascinating
people to dive
Therefore, when he unexpectedly opened his eyes, Gabrielle was stunned under his gaze. She was
staring at his face without moving! Now he had caught @ red handed, peeping at him.
“Do I look handsome” Suddenly, Westley parted his lips and asked. “Damn it! He really thinks I am a
peeper.”
“Well, yes. You have a superstar’s face and the body of a model.” Gabrielle solemnly stated a fact,
which was neither ttery nor ingratiation.
He was more handsome than most male celebrities. Even though he could have had a celebrity career
based on his appearance, Westley became a sessful businessman because of his intellect. He was
so perfect that people
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were jealous of him.
However, life was not always a bed of roses for everyone. God gave all kinds of advantages to the
person He liked, for example. Westley. And that same God could also bring disaster to the person He
didn’t like, like Gabrielle.
Of course, every experience was a rare memory for Gabrielle, whether it was good or bad.
“Only youpliment me like this.” Theers of Westley’s lips twitched slightly. He was satisfied with
her praise. Although many people admired his looks and gave himpliments, he didn’t care about
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“Well, are you please with my praise?” Gabrielle still kept a thoughtful look on her face.
Westley didn’t answer such a stupid question and just kept looking at her quietly.
After their car arrived at the parking lot of Lane Ind, they got off the car and walked through a big
te.
At that time, the whole ce was brightly lighted and bustling with a big crowd of people. Gabrielle
cautiously stole a nce at the expression of the tall and handsome man next to her. Westley was
wearing a pair of sunsses on the bridge of his tall nose. Although Gabrielle couldn’t see the
emotions in his eyes, she knew he mustn’t like it here.
The more Gabrielle thought about it, the more she felt she had made a mistake, bringing him here for
dinner. Westley was way too elegant for a ce like this. Even watching him walk here was weird.
“Westley, how about… We go somewhere else?”
“Which restaurant are you taking me to?” Westley noticed the carefulness in her eyes. So, he asked,
kind of assuring her that he was fine.
He knew what she was up to, but it wasn’t right. ‘How can she change her mind after we’ve already
arrived at the
ce?
“Akiba’s barbecue restaurant is the best barbecue stall on this ind. It has been serving for almost
thirty years that makes it older than me.” Gabrielle chuckled, “Akiba is the best cook, and his
barbecue stall is the best among all the stalls I’ve eaten from here. So, that’s where we are going. Let’s
go.” Gabrielle happily led him forward
After a while, it became more crowded, and people stumbled and bumped into them. Gabrielle was
carefully avoiding them until she was pulled closer and held tightly by a hand. 2
“Westley, I can walk by myself.” Gabrielle was visibly embarrassed.
Fortunately, the people there didid pay much attention to the upper ss. So, they had no interest in
Westley’s easily recognizable face of the way he was holding Gabrielle. Food was more important to
them “You will get knocked into the river. I will have to go down to save you. We both will get wet. It’s all
too troublesome, actually. So, I’ll hold you, for you to lead the way.” Westley calmly found an excuse.
Gabrielle felt like she was just being regarded as an idiot. ‘How the hell will I get knocked into the river
while walking? Nevertheless, holding his big hand indeed made her feel warm and
sale. “Just hold it, Gabrielle,’ she silently convinced herself.
Alvin, the bachelor, who was following them, felt that Westley and Gabrielle’s behavior mentally abused
him. If not for hunger, he would not have got out of the car or followed them to eat.
Akiba’s barbecue restaurant was a famous barbecue restaurant on the ind. It was at the end of the
ind. Akiba had been a fisherman before, and he built a two-story building after fishing prohibition.
So, he turned the ground floor into a barbecue stall and started living on the second floor with his wife.
Over the years, the ind was vigorously renovated. The ques were pretty good, bringing in clean
ce without garbage, not like the way it had been scattered everywhere before.
Only after the cleanup did Gabrielle think that it was eptable to bring Westley here. If the ce
would still be messy and dirty like the way it was when she worked here, she wouldn’t dare to bring him
here.
“Here we are, Westley.” Gabrielle led him towards Akiba’s barbecue restaurant.
Both the inside and outside of the restaurant were bustling with people.
The smell of the barbecue was so pleasant that Gabrielle couldn’t wait anymore. She had been
starving, and on top of that, the smell of food made her mouth water.
“Wait a minute. I’ll check if there is any table avable.” Gabrielle was about to let go of Westley’s hand,
but his firm grip stopped her.
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“Alvin, go and find a table. If you can’t find one, don‘t eat anything.” Westley ordered Alvin.
“I’m on it, Mr. Morris.” Algih immediately took the order to and a table, but Gabrielle stopped m.
“Let me, please. I know this ce and the owner here, Akiba very well. Even if the restaurant doesn’t
have any avable seats, he can find us the best ones.” With a mysterious smile, Gabrielle gently let go
of Westley’s hand and went inside to look for Akiba.
Looking at Gabrielle’s happy expressions, Westley was confused. She seemed to be
quite familiar with this ce.
The Jones family appeared to have nothing to do with this kind of ce. But even after being the
adopted daughter of the Jones family. Gabrielle knew how to grow flowers in Half Moon Bay and
vegetables in the Isido Mount. She was also aware of barbecue stalls. ‘What else is left that she can’t
do?’
Gabrielle was like a mysterious Pandora’s box. Westley wondered that what more about her he was
going to find out.. Gabrielle happily ran straight into the kitchen to look for Akiba, who was busy
barbequing. He and his wife managed this restaurant. Their children worked in other cities after they
graduated and seldom came back “Akiba, I’m here!” Gabrielle shouted happily “Hey, isn’t this our little
Gabrielle? It’s been a long time since you’ve been here. I thought you forgot us.” Akiba was d to see
her. He talked with her, his hand never leaving the barbecue.
“Oh, how can I possibly forget you? By the way, I brought two friends with me here today to eat your
barbecue. But,
there’s no empty table downstairs.” Gabrielle pouted and looked at him innocently.
While she was showing her grievance, Akiba’s wife came out with food. She was also surprisingly
happy to see Gabrielle. “Gabrielle, you are here! Oh, it’s been so long. Come and eat something. Ask
Akiba to make barbeque for you.” “Gabrielle, take your friends upstairs and order whatever you and
your friends want to eat. There is a soup cooked in the pottery jar and porridge 100. If you are in a
hurry,e downstairs and serve them yourself.” Aluba smiled at her.
“Okay, let me settle my friends in, then.” Gabrielle happily walked out of the kitchen
“Westley! Alvin! Let’s go upstairs.” Gabrielle led the two of them upstairs through the main hall.
There were four rooms on the second floor. Gabrielle knew which one they could use to sit in and eat.
Without hesitation, she opened the door of one room. It was a small living room, with a
sofa, a tea table, a TV, and no other furniture
“This is the one. Come on. We are enjoying the VIP room, and it’s Our privilege.” Gabrielle proudly
entered the room and asked them to join in.
“Miss Jones, is this the owner’s private living room? Are we really allowed toe in?” Alvin became a
little uneasy.
“Don’t worry. It’s okay. I’m familiar with this ce. It’s just like home for me.” A bright smile appeared on
Gabrielle’s face. “Why are you so familiar with this ce, Gabrielle?” Putting one hand in his pocket,
Westley patronjzingly looked at her in amanding anner. ‘How could a barbecue stall have anything
to do with Gabrielle?’ He couldn’t stop the confusing thought.