Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 316


    Chapter 316 An Unwanted Third Wheel


    After the two young men left them, both Michelle and Gabrielle began setting their napkins. Looking at


    the served dishes, Michelle picked up her chopsticks and started filling Gabrielle’s te,


    “Eat, Gabrielle. This is the top-grade beef, and believe me, it’s amazing! To her best, Michelle was


    trying to take good care of her cousin-inw, not to disappoint Westley in any case.


    “But, Michelle,” Gabrielle hurriedly said, looking at hep almost filled te, “shouldn’t we wait for the big


    boss?” Nevertheless, Michelle already had the food in her mouth, and not so surprisingly, she was


    munching on it with delight.


    “She said that we were invited by someone, but…’ Gabrielle tilted her head, looking at Michelle eating


    her food effortlessly.


    “She’s eating without the presence of our


    host. It’s not polite.”


    “Don’t worry about him. He’s having a business dinner outside. He willeter. So, till then, have


    fun.” Michelle winked while chuckling at the secret she held.


    Westley told her earlier that he might not be able to join them for dinner. He said that he would be


    having dinner with a business partner. Also, he asked Michelle to take care of Gabrielle for dinner.


    She’s so lucky to have Westley. He’s so nice.‘ Michelle pouted internally. “I’m jealous.’


    “Oh, okay. Ther, let’s eat.” Gabrielle then started to eat.


    “Gabrielle, treat yourself with more. The chef who made it all is outstanding. I’ve heard he had been


    cooking for the royal family of the UK before.”


    Michelle said, gulping down another bite, “It’s delicious. The food materials they use are imported from


    around the world every day. So, rx and eat well. And! If you want to order something more for


    yourself, feel free to do so.” Michelle’s


    tone was slightly exhibiting, Nevertheless, Gabrielle was intrigued to think about what she would want


    to eat, ‘Everything is present on the table, more than enough for three people. What else Can I ask


    for?’


    “I am fine. You should eat more too.” Watching her te full of all that was avable on the table,


    Gabrielle had to find a way to stop Michelle from stuffing it more.


    In fact, her te was fuller than she could eat. “I’ll do. Don’t worry about me. And, there’s no seafood


    here.” Michelle shed a small mysterious smile. “So. you should feel free to eat all the dishes without


    being anxious.” Her kindness melted Gabrielle’s heart.


    Though Gabrielle was allergic to seafood, she didn’t deem this as a problem of a magnitude big


    enough to tell everyone.


    However, watching Michelle care about her after knowing her sickness, Gabrielle was sincerely


    touched.


    “Michelle…” Sincerity was even evident


    in Gabrielle’s tone and her eyes as she spoke. “Thanks.”


    “Oh, don’t thank me. I did nothing. I told you earlier, the big boss in charge of all this setting considered


    everything.” Michelle shrugged, smiling at the shocked expression on Gabrielle’s face


    ‘Westley showed his deepve for Gabrielle this way. I can’t just take any


    credit.


    It will be unjust for him


    So = Gabrielle ped in confusion. “You mean the big boss knows about my preferences?” After


    confusion was turning into doubt and then into guesses.


    Her Suspicion was at the edge, irking her that whoever invited them to have dinner in the presidential


    suite was someone Gabrielle knew personally.


    And not just that, she could guess that he might also have a good rtionship with Michelle. .


    To reason this whole theory of potential possibilities, Gabrielle could only think of two people. Westley,


    or Austin.


    They were the only ones who knew about her seafood allergy.


    “But, Michelle, is the big boss…” “Don’t dwell too much into it, please. Let just continue eating.”


    Michelle pretended as if she weren’t, but she was aware that Gabrielle had started guessing


    Gabrielle must have known who dt was, so Michelle was not going tb answer her question.


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    The indirect hushige gesture by Michelle proved to Gabrielle that her guesses were right. She was now


    sure that Michelle’s so-called big boss was either Westley on Austin.


    But surely, she preferred it to be Westley.


    Putting her guesses aside, Gabrielle silently started eating. She had just emptied a semi sphere of food


    in her te when the door opened and her ears pricked up


    The way the door closed gently, followed by the sound of heavy but elegant footsteps, Gabrielle could


    say without even looking that it wasn’t a waiter.


    Her heartbeat elerated as she turned


    her head around, ncing at a tall man in his ck tailored business suit. From the living room to the


    dining room, his long legs kept his sophisticated pace as he progressed towards them.


    To say the least, Gabrielle just needed a mere nce at him to know who he was.


    *What are you doing here. Westley?” Gabrielle was visibly surprised, even though she had been


    guessing Michelle’s big boss to be Westley a monent 1go.


    “Why? You want me to leave?” As if moving by instincts Westley sat down beside his wife. “No, I didn’


    mean that. 1…” Gabrielle opened her eyes wide, realization dawning over her. “You purposefully


    booked this suite?” Gabrielle looked him in the eye. Under the crystal, shimmering lights, Westley’s


    deep orbs held Gabrielle captive with the help of his gorgeous face.


    “Westley, you don’t know my intellectual cousin-inw. She had already guessed that it’s you.” Boasting


    about Gabrielle, Michelle took a bite from her te before continuing. “By the way, this dinner is


    honestly so delicious!” After praising


    Gabrielle. Michelle tried to tter Westley along “Then enjoy it silently. Will you?” Westley replied


    tauntingly, considering Michelle’s uncontroble tongue.


    “Sure, cousin.” Michelle grinned. “I will obediently eat my food and silently y the role of a third and


    useless wheel.” Michelle tried to tease Westley but through the rest of the conversation, she decided to


    stay as much invisible as she could. Surely, she didn’t want to affect their date.


    Despite the conversation between both siblings, Gabrielle y brain was still stuck at why had Westley


    booked a presidential Suite for dinner. “Why did you invite us for dinner in a Presidential suite,


    Westley?” Gabrielle spoke as soon as Michelle stopped talking. “Isn’t it unnecessary?” Westley’s brain


    was like an unspoken riddle for her, for she couldn’t understand his motives behind those several


    things he did until and unless he exined them himself.


    She could feel this deeply that she stillgged in understanding Westley at Several points. “What could


    be the


    possible reason for thisvish booking?


    Tell me first. do you like here?” Westley counter question instead,


    “Well.. Yes, I do.” Gabnelle nodded. Her answer was sincere because even though it was a waste of


    money for her, still, it was peaceful, luxurious, and an amazing ce to sojourn at. It wasn’t like


    Gabrielle was gented presidential suites often. So, she naturally liked the sophisticated setting of the


    suite.


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    “And it’s your first time here, right?” Asking her, Westley’s gaze went over Gabrielle’s empty te. His


    hands instinctively raised the chopsticks and started putting food into her te even before he noticed.


    “Yes.”


    Gabrielle shrugged. Being an adoptive daughter of the Jones family, it wasn’t easy for her to live in


    such a ce with the mere money she had.


    “In conclusion, you’re here for the first time, and it suits your taste, so I hope you won’t bother asking


    again that why


    did I book this room. Also, not to let it go to waste. We Are going to stay here tonight.” Westley put this


    chopsticks down with a gentle hint of a smile on his


    ‘What?! Why stay here tonight?!’ &


    Gabriclle suddenly whipped her head in his direction, confused.


    “And why are we doing that?” dt was already useless to book a presidential suite. So for Gabrielle,


    spending the night at home was far better than staying in such an expensive ce


    “Because we can slet it go to waste.” Westley mimickid her words. “Besides, it’s our first time staying in


    a hotel, right? Why don’. We enjoy it?” Westley’s eyes were calm like forever.


    Michelle could feel her redundancy being a third wheel between the couple. Of course, she couldn’t


    stop her ears from listening to their conversation, which was continuously getting heated. She was


    bound to listen and witness their love anyway.


    Westley’s public disy of his affection towards Gabrielle made Michelle more


    uneasy. She finally decided to avoid thom, wanting to disappear.


    Uh hellol I’m still here!” Michelle spoke, trying to pull them out of their romantic world. She was


    dering that she still, unfortunately, existed on the same table before Westley could be bolder.


    Their dinner didn’te out as nned, making her quite worried.


    “Then eat quickly and don’t be here. You’re free to leave . early.” Westley retorted.


    “God! Is he driving me away? just like that?!”


    ‘Sure enough.’ Michelle had already seen through her cousin’s nature. ‘Waah! After he got a wife, he


    doesn’t care about me anymore.”