Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 295


    Chapter 295 You Want To Die With Me


    Going back to his study room, We answered two phone calls and red to ani international e-mail. When


    finally had some time, he went wards the window. Gazing in the chance, when his eyes came back to


    tee yard, Westley spotted Gabrielle thee ‘Waah, Gabrielle ou surely know how to fool someonWestley


    pursed his lips as he kepkitching her. ‘I guess she was taking ckboo to the garden house to bask in


    the sun. But, no. She is right here. sitting on the swing with ckboo in her arms in this stinging cold.’


    Gabrielle was swinging from time to time, hugging ckboo with one hand while answering the phone


    with the other.


    It was Benny on the other end of the line. Jax had informed him about Emily’s brutality towards


    Gabrielle. So, he called to ask about it.


    “I’m fine, Benny. I just got a bruise and


    bled a little, nothing more. In short. I am not going to die for the time being. 50, thanks for your


    concern.” Haw Gabrielle behaved towards Benny waspletely Teliant on Sloane Orelse, she could


    be the unforgiving person shor never brei.


    “How can I be good towards the person who pushed Sloane into the mua? “God! I’m blessed to wow


    that you’re fine. Gabrielle.” Alda pause, Denny started again, “ge…” However, the otst word that left


    Benny’s mouth leinabrielle exasperated. “Don’t care abdo her. Your self should be the only important


    thing you should worry about.” When Gabrielle finished, she felt her anger dissipating as something


    heavy and warm covered her shoulders, diverting her attention. She turned around, and her heart


    skipped a beat. Westley was standing behind her, trying his worst to set the nket over her i


    “Did I not tell you that it’s cold outside? I hope you don’t want to get sick and go to the hospital again,”


    Westley said, spoiling the heart touching trance Gabrielle was in.


    *Gabrielle, is it Mr. Mūrnis? Please, ICE ME talk to him.” Renny could recognize Westley’s voice. he


    didn’t hesitate while askine


    Gabrielle looked at the phone in bo hand and then nced back at Wes “Benny wants to speak to you?


    you want to answer!”


    Westley slowly shook his


    shook his id, looking away. “No.”


    “Sorry, Benny. Bye!”Piore even Listening to Benny’s protest Gabrielle hung up the phone “Benny miatt


    be freaking out of stress, Gabrielle hought. He was trying to reach out to Westley to talk about Estelle,


    but Westley waspletely ignoring him.


    “Thank you, Westley.” Gabrielle looked down shyly, pulling the nket above her shoulder. She also


    wrapped ckbon in it with her


    But Westley had his face expressionless as he stared at her. “Basking the sun in the cold winter wind!


    I’m impressed, Gabrielle.”


    Gabrielle


    didn’t misunderstand the


    visible sarcasm in his tone and words.


    But, of course, she knew that he cared about her. That was why he brought a bandet for her


    Alter H ent of silence, Gabrielle looked at him again. “Westley. why do You and Benny seem to be on


    bad terms Is there something wrong?” Gabriele asked, the uneasiness covering her


    Without a doubt, Westley’s atitude towards Henny spoke that omething was off between them.


    “Nothing. I don’t want to talk to Benny So, ignore him fcd now on, okay?” raising his eye pws, Westley


    asked Gabrielle solengoy


    “I will. Don’t worry.” Gabrielle felt a bit upset as she continued “He brought Sloane to this state. I hate


    talking with him t?u. So, I won’t talk to him.”


    After taking in a deep breath, Gabrielle contemted a question in her mind before asking. “Westley,


    can you ask some authoritative doctors to check on Sloane?” Gabrielle was a bit hesitant when she


    asked for it.


    She knew she was asking for something too much, but for Sloane’s sake, Gabrielle neded Westley’s


    help.


    “Leave it to me. I’ll invite the best doctor in the world to treat her. So, if you’re satisfied enough, I want


    you to take good care of yourself, Gabrielle.” Westley almost shook his head. He felt Gabrielle had too


    much time to worry about others that she couldn’t manage to care aboute herself.


    ‘And, now, ckboo has sessfully distracted Gabrielle off herselbewestley red at the pup, sitting


    Gabrielle’sp. He was regretting theday he asked Tucker to send a dog hrje


    “I will. It’s just a brise. It will heal soon. * Grazing her fingers through ckboo’s fur, Gabrielle suddenly


    remembered. “Do you have Tucker’s number?” She felt bad that she hadn’t thanked Tucker yet. She


    didn’t even have his number or Twitter to contact him.


    “Yes. Why?” Westley coldly asked in a low voice.


    “Please give me his number or other contact details. He gave me ckboo. So, I want to thank him.”


    Gabrielle patted


    the pup in herp. “Also, I can ask him for tips on tausing ckboo well.” Gabrielle said innocently.


    “You don’t need to do that. I’ve already thanked him. On the matter that how to raise a dog well, I’ll ask


    a professional vet for you. They are far better than Tucker.” If Westley could’ve been more


    straightforward, he wouldn’t have give reasons for his refusal on giving Tucko’s


    Still, Gabrielle understood, staying silent and nodding gently. 30


    The next day. Gabrielle woke up early. She had already sted for a day. Moreover, her wedd felt better,


    too, so she wanted to go to the studio.


    Going through her morning routine, Gabrielle changed into her work clothes after breakfast. She hung


    her bag’s strap over her shoulder, getting ready to leave. When she stepped out of the door, Gabrielle


    spotted Westley’s car outside. The passenger seat window was rolled down, and Westley was already


    watching her with his narrowed eyes.


    “Come. Get in.” He just spoke those three words.


    But even they chilled Gabrielle’s spine.


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    “But.. arepany?”


    Gabrielle felt a bit uneasy as she asked.


    Westley wasn’t in a bad mood without a reason. Sincest night, when Gabriek told him that she would


    go to the studio in the morning, he had been glu He refused her offer of help in Aking a shower. Even


    while having beakfast, he ignored herpletely untshow. Gabrielle wasn’t ignant either. She knew


    that Westleyowas womed about her. That was the Yeason why he wanted her to rest for $it longer.


    But duty and dignity came before health for Gabrielle. She had previously asked for a long leave. There


    was no way she was going to ask for another one. It would be too embarrassing for her to continue her


    work with all those privileges


    She wasn’t worried that Jason would fire her from the job because he didn’t do that. The event of


    concern was the master’s Seminar. She was


    rmended by Jason as a new student, So, definitely, she couldn’t miss this shot.


    Plus, if she seized this opportunity, she’d naturally have more time to perform.


    For a while, Westley didn’t answer. But feeling her silence, he finally spoke. “I am going to work, but I’ll


    drive you to the Studio first.” Watching her still thinking deeply. Westley tantalized her. “Dopou want me


    to get out and open the deer for


    you?”


    When her chain of thoughysbroke, and she apprehended Wealey’s words, Gabrielle didn’t dare a


    waste another second. She hurriedly opened the door of the passenger seatand hopped in. “But…


    Won’t you gette?” Fastening her seatbelt, Gabrielle looked at him, agitation evident from her every


    move.


    It should be counted as a privilege that Westley was willing to drop her at the studio personally in the


    early morning.


    “I was surely gettingte when you were counting stars by the car just a moment ago.” Westley turned


    the key in the ignition as the engine revved to life. s 11-25


    Gabrielle stayed silent, tapping her fingers on her legs. The start of the drive was silent until Gabrielle


    looked at Westley’s left arm, holding the steering wheel. She could still see the wound on it. “How do


    you feel now? Are you okay with driving with that arm?”


    “If my driving skills with an injuredim scare you from getting into a car acetilent, you’re free to get off


    right now. Vestley calmly said, turning the steeg wheel.


    His words and his way of saying that amused Gabrielle. “I nder said that I am afraid of death, W iley.


    Plus, if this is how I will die, Tpbe happy to die with you. Being with you even on the death road is a


    bigothing for me. I won’t be alone, neither will I be at loss.” I


    Gabrielle smiled the brightest smile. Her innocence was pure as water.


    “Well, that’s new. I didn’t expect that you wanted to die. Also, with me.” The irony was Westley’s best


    tool ofmunication, and he didn’t let it go normally


    “How can it rte with dying now?” Gabrielle tilted her head, contemting


    what Westley just said.


    “Westley. you misunderstood. I didn’t mean that. Of course. I don’t want to die now.” There was


    concem in Gabrielle’s voice as she rified. Considering herself younger to die, she wanted to


    enjoysher life longer. There was so much paling to be done that she wanted to dos


    “Good. I won’t let you die, abrielle. We can’t depart so early.” Westley calmly said, looking at her


    withdoration.. Yet Gabrielle silently muttered on Westley’s overthinking, “As if I am willing to die with


    you just for love.”