Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 262


    Chapter 262 Ideal Husband


    Gabrielle was in a trance,pletely removed from her surroundings.


    She didn’t even notice that Westley was approaching her.


    Westley sat down next to her. ShAstill didn’t feel the sofa sinking under his weight.


    Westley was very concerned when she was not reacting to coything he was doing, so he


    gendeTeached out and patted her softly or the shoulder


    “Gabrielle .. o “Ah!” Gabrielle was stunned when she turned around and saw Westley‘s face.


    “When… When did you get back? It’s scary, the way you approached me!” Gabrielle looked at him,


    slightly aggrieved


    Westley narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a frown, “Sorry, I scared you.


    You’ve been sitting here in a daze all this time, as though your soul has left your body. What’s wrong


    with you?”


    Hearing this, Gabrielle looked at him nervously and swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the words she


    so badly wanted to say. She tried to organize her words but didn’t know how to say it. Finally, she just


    blinked innocently at him.


    Westley wished she would juste out and say it to him without giving weird looks that he couldn’t


    decipher.


    “Gabrielle, get straight to the point!” Westley demanded. Gabrielle deliberated howhether she should


    tell him what was running through her mind bout a minuteter, she spoke slowl Westley, what if Bryce


    and Nellie nele back? Will we still want a divorce?”


    She finally asked him the dreaded question. But when she saw that Westley’s face was getting darker


    and gloomier, Gabrielle didn’t dare to look him in the eyes. She regretted speaking out, feeling as


    though she had said something wrong.


    She shouldn’t have bothered asking him before the situation had even risen. It would be better to just


    directly go for a divorce when Nellie came back.


    ‘Now I feel as though I have hurt Westley. so he must be unhappy because of that.”


    “Westley, well…”


    “Do you want to divorce me?” Westley interrupted her, staring at Gabrielle coldly.


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    Frightened by his imposing Granner, Gabrielle took a deep breath. Swallowed and returned his gaze


    wib an uneasy look. “Westley, it’s you who said that we are going to divorce


    “So then, it’s hy to me. Do you understand?” Taking at her cautious and timid face Westley couldn’t


    help but think she also looked cute. He didn’t want to be fierce and frighten her.


    Why did she think about their divorce all day long? Was this what had pushed her into a daze?


    “I understand, but that’s why I asked you if you were waiting for Nellie. And if she doesn’te back,


    will we still divorce


    cach ather?” Gabrielle tried to regain herposure, and asked him in a serious tone.


    But, Westley was getting more and more furious.


    “Gabrielle, do you really want to divorce me?” His voice was calm.


    However, for Gabrielle, the calmer he was, the more frightened she felt. “I… Can you just pretend that I


    didn (Say anything? I shouldn’t have asked you this question.” Gabrielle was Wetering with fear now,


    and she quickly changed the topic.


    NO


    She didn’t want to Srovoke Westley anymore.


    “Gabrielle, ansver my question right now. Do you Veally want to divorce me?” Westley didn’t want to


    drop the topic. 3


    Now that she brought it up, it was a good chance to talk about it openly.


    Gabrielle had mixed feelings, but she knew she had to answer his question. “I know we’re not really


    married – plus, you said that once Nelliees back. I’ll


    have to leave the house. So I’m ready to divorce you at any point – if that’s what you want. As long as


    you still want to divorce me, I’ll be ready to sign on the paper.


    “Wishful thinking.” Westley sarcastically replied, in a cold voice.


    Gabrielle remained quiet for a while, not sure what his meaning was, before looking at him foolishly.


    “Westley, what do you mean?


    “Remember, Gabrielle, you are Gtoning for your sin by being mamed ome. Even if you want to divorce


    and try to rid yourself of this ce. I will always have to stay here and keep mepany – even be


    tortured by me – if I don’t agree to the divorce. Getot?” Westley looked at her coldly.


    To be tortured by him forever?


    What the hell! How could this man be so Cruel and unfeeling?


    “Westley, what if Nelliees back?” Gabrielle asked again.


    “That’s not your concern. Your only concern at the moment is making sure


    your injured feet are well taken care of. You are a silly woman who wants to take care af others when


    you yourself are hurt. ” Westley said impolitely.


    These words pierced Gabrielle’s heart. Westley had never been nice to her = he was always rude and


    arrogant. 4


    She wished she had never mentioned it to him. She had better wait until Lance found Bryce and Nellie.


    When that happened, Westley-Would have to divorce her.


    After resting at home for three days. Gabrielle’s wounds covered, but walking for long was still an


    issue.


    When the wounds were fully healed, Gabrielle informed Mr. Smith and went back to schod


    There was a professional ss scheduled for ten o’clock that moming. Gabrielle went to change into


    her sneakers, jeans and a knitted spruce, before heading downstairs.


    Gabrielle was surprised to see Westley sitting in the living room. He was calmly drinking coffee and


    reading a magazine.


    She thought he would have left after breakfast, but he was still home at that time.


    “Good morning. Mr. Morris,” Gabrielle greeted him politely.


    Westley took a look at her clothes and thought she looked like a vibrant and energetic youth.


    “Gabrielle, where are you going?”


    “I’m going back to school. There’? professional ss I want to attend this morning.” Gabrielle replied


    calmly


    There weren’t many course for senior students, especially from the jewelry design ss – only one or


    two sses within the week Nerice, if Gabrielle missed sses for even a month, it wasn’t a lot of work


    to catch up on.


    “I’ll drive you there.” Westley put down the coffee and the magazine and stood up.


    However, Gabrielle refused,


    Westley had dominated the entire Inte with the hottest news of the year – being seen with Michelle


    a few days ago. The buzz had just died down


    and all the previous stories had been retracted from the channels and websites after they had


    announced the real rtionship between him and Michelle to the public as a rification.


    But there were still a lot of buzz surrounding Westley, who was regarded as the most desirable man in


    the eyes of the public at the moment.


    He was very rich and handsome – Abs, he still took responsibility by proving for and protecting his


    cousin!. These kinds of charming a generous characteristics instantly made him popr, and fans


    doted on him like he was their own husband! They would begin to appear around him immediately As


    his “wife”, sht. would have to be very strong-willed be able to meet the crowds in public with this man


    by her side.


    Gabrielle didn’t want to be seen with him because she didn’t think she was strong enough to face them,


    and she didn’t want to be hated by Westley’s fans as the woman he was with.


    “No, thanks, Mr. Morris,” refused bluntly.


    Gabrielle


    She did not even need to think twice about it. She was sure that he had arge fan base in Alorth


    University


    Gabrielle just wanted to spend herst few months at college quietly and inconspicuously. She didn’t


    want to create or be around any other trouble again.


    “Do you dislike me, Gabrielle?” Westley slightly narrowed his displeased eyes at her.