Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 275


    Chapter 275 Being Humiliated


    Westley sat there with his hurt ?rm Wrapped in bandage. He looked up at Gabrielle quietly, not taking


    the cake from her


    His staring made Gabrielle very ufortable. She had no idea what was on his mind.


    But then she realized that his arm was hurt, and the cute and helpless look he was giving Gabrielle


    made her guess that he wasn’t eating the cake because his arm was injured.


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    “You’re hurt, Westley. Do you want me to feed you?” Gabrielle asked straightforwardly.


    It was not appropriate for her to ask himni in such direct terms, though. She had to consider what he


    would look like in front of people. As a man, he would be emascted and seen as weak if he let her


    feed him in front of so many people She immediately regretted after thinking


    about it.


    “No, thanks!” Weslley took it with his other non-injured hand. “Westley. you really don’t want me to feed


    you?’ Gabrielle handed the cake to


    “Wait First answer me: did you buy this cake?” Westley questioned her like a teacher, not eating it.


    Gabrielle didn’t know how to inswer. Technically she hadn’t bought it – it was given to her by her


    ssmate‘s mother.


    And she was also learning how to bake cakes at Sandra’s bakery, because she wanted to make a


    birthday cake for Westley on his birthday.


    Of course, she couldn’t tell him all that Flow – it wouldn’t be a surprise if she came out with it.


    “Yes, I did!” Gabrielle agreed without hesitation, not womed about what was going through his mind.


    Westley looked up at her quietly. It looks like he wanted to read her mind “Gabrielle you know I don’t


    like to be


    Galxielle suddenly felt low she didn’t dare to look into Wesley’s CYCS.


    Because she knew she had lied.


    Stillshe didn’t want to tell him the math. She had finally started to learn how to bake a cake just to


    surprise him.. She couldn’t tell him now.


    “There’s some cake far Sophie, tad. I’ll give her some.” Gabrielle didn’t indulge him anymore and


    instead went to the kitchen with a piece of cake for Sophie using it as ame excuse. .


    Remy looked at Westley with a knowing smile as he sat next to him. “Are you making trouble for


    Gabby? She’s really worried about your injury and she even bought some cake for you. She even


    offered to feed you the cake herself, but you made her leave, so now you have to do it all by yourself.


    Would you like me to feed you?” .


    “Get your hands off me. I don’t want youl to feed me,” Westley shouted at Remy and dodged away


    from his outstretched hand


    But Remy didn’t really want to feed him … He just wanted to piss him off.


    “Do you really think I want to feed you? I’m not kind like Gabby. who wanted to feed you and yot


    shoved away even after that. I feel sorry for her. No wonder she left 50 angrily.” Remy Smrked at


    Westley


    “What would you know? People who don’t know the situation are not qualified to talk here. Please go


    back after you finish your cake. You’re not wee here.” Westley wasn’t in the mood to talk to Remy


    anymore. He was always on Gabrielle’s side.


    He didn’t even know why he was behaving this way. How dare he have the nerve to back Gabrielle up


    time and time


    “She definitely hasn’t bought the cake. Maybe she made them herself – she’s probably working secretly


    at the cake shop and didn’t want to tell me she was short of money” u


    Just as Alvin had reported, Gabrielle didn’t receive any inheritance or pocket money from the Jones


    family, nor did she receive anything from Westley after they


    Woi


    got married. Westley hadn’t clfered to give her any packet money. Ind Gabriele hadn’t asked hirn for


    any either. She was probably going to care some money without making a big deal about it. .


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    “I’m not going anywhere. I promised Sophie that I will have dinner here tonight, so there’s no point


    being mad at vol. 111 go to the kitchen to look for Sophie.” Not afraid of Westley’s fierce face, Remy


    bravely took the cake and went to the kitchen.


    Westley stared at the cake in his hand. The chocte mousse cake looked good, but when he


    imagined Gabrielle baking the cake herself, he felt sorry for her.


    He lowered his head humbly and took a bite.


    Gabrielle happened toe out just then and see what was going on. She was Sturned. His left arm


    was injured – he was barely able to move it – but he was still holding the cake with his right hand and


    biting into it. It was not like Westley at all.


    It was remarkable that a man who cared


    Won


    much about his image would do such a


    Westley, why are you eating like this? Why didn’t tell me you couldn’t move Tout an? I told you i’d feed


    you.” Gabrielle took the cake away from his hand and wiped the cake off of his mouth with a tissue, just


    like a mother wipes off her naughty boy’s mouth


    “Weseley, look at you. There’s cake all over your mouth. Are you happy now?” Gabrielle said in a


    reproachful tone. She didn’t mean to me hien on purpose. but she pitied him.


    After all, Westley was the sort of man who would puff himself up only at his own cost, at the end of the


    day.


    Why didn’t he want her to feed him? Was he worried that she would poison him?


    “Gabrielle, are you reprimanding me now?” Westley knew that she wasn’t scolding him, even thoughi


    fier tone was slightly fierce. She was worried about him, but Westley was unwilling to admit


    It was also the first time he ate cakes


    without a fork. He felt humiliated that he was found out by Gabrielle


    His only resolve was to remain cool and indiferent. How


    If anyone knew that he, the CEO of the Morris Group. ale the cake without a lock only because he was


    angry. and they say him with take sineared all over his mouth, he would be extremely hurniliated.


    This was a first in his life, and Gabrielle saw it. That made Gabrielle his memesis.


    Gabrielle’s matriarchal attitude was gone in a sh. She looked at him uneasily. “I … I didn‘t riidan to


    scold you. You are Westley, after all! Who would dare to scold you? I’m just worried about you.”


    Gabrielle clutched the tissue tightly in her first.


    “Save it. Just don’t piss me off again.” Westley’s face softened.


    “Do you want me to feed you?” Gabrielle’s tone softened, but her anxiety worsened. She regretted


    having scolded Westley just now


    “Okay,” said Westley coldly.. Gabrielle immediately sat down. picked up the piece of cake with one


    hand, 5000ped up a spoonful of cake for himm with her other hand and carried it towards Westley’s


    mouth.


    “Ah, open your mouth.” Gabrielle Coaxed him as though she was interacting with a child


    Westley’s face darkened. He didn’t want to eat the cake that Gabrielle was feeding him, one bit.


    “Westley, open your mouth. Herees the cake!” Gabrielle used the same soothing, coaxing tone


    that she would use with a child. 3


    “Gabrielle, I don’t want to eat any more!” Westley snapped. He shrugged Gabrielle off stood up and


    went upstairs.


    Gabrielle looked at him as he walked away in a confused faze. He was the one who wanted the cake.


    Why was he so angry? What was going on?