Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 329
Chapter 329 Your Daddy Westley
Gabrielle couldn’t put into words what she felt at the moment. She was shocked at Westley’s
suggestion. After all, their marriage was fake at the beginning. It was Westley who emphasized the
importance of hiding the truth from the public. Gabrielle understood, and she was ready to ept that
they would never disclose their rtionship.
Besides, she was ready for Nellie toe back and take her ce as Westley’s wife. Gabrielle was
fine with staying on the sidelines.
That was why she was stunned when Westley suggested making their rtionship public. There would
be consequences — she was sure of it.
“Is it so hard to believe what I just said? Or do you think I’m the type who jokes at something this big?”
Westley’s gaze hardened. It was clear he wasn’t taking this lightly.
Gabrielle didn’t know what to say, so she continued looking at him without saying a word. But as the
silence stretched on, she shifted in her seat ufortably. “I didn’t mean that. You misunderstood
mne.”
“If that’s not what you meant, then what?” Westley persisted unwilling to stop until he got his answer.
“Westley, you’re the one who emphasized at the beginning that our rtionship couldn’t be made
public. You also told me you wanted to wait for Nellie toe back so she could rece me. Now,
you’re suddenly telling me you’re willing to go public. I can’t help but be surprised at this sudden turn of
events. Why are you doing this?” Gabrielle’s face was full of confusion. She was already overthinking,
but she couldn’t help it. It wasn’t like Westley to backtrack without a solid reason.
Westley wasn’t the kind of person who did things on a whim. There was always purpose and motivation
behind everything he said and did. Naturally. she wanted to know why he changed his mind all of a
sudden. He must have his reason. She didn’t believe it was just on
an impulse.
“Then, can you guess why I did it?” Westley said as he finished his lukewarm coffee. He waited for her
to speak her mind.
He wanted to know what kind of person he was in Gabrielle’s eyes. He was eager to find out what she
thought of himnl — if she only saw him as a capitalist who did things because he profited from it.
Gabrielle fidgeted with the hem of her dress and looked at him awkwardly. How could she even guess?
There was no way for her to know what he was thinking,
The Westley she knew wasn’t transparent. She could spend an entire day guessing, and she might not
even get close to the truth.
“I don’t know. I just think it will be better for us to keep our rtionship secret.” Gabrielle said.
She didn’t want to y his guessing game, but she didn’t want to stay silent either.
If they didn’t reveal their rtionship, she could still keep a low profile after
they divorced. But once the public found out about them, she wouldn’t be able to live in peace.
“Gabrielle. do you really think 507 Westley na nowed his eyes. There was a
crease on his forehead, and he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.
“Well, yes. That’s what I think.” Gabrielle nodded gingerly and observed himni closely.
“Okay. fine. Then, let’s not make it public. I’ll just ask someone else to drive you to work” Westley
breathed deeply and decided to stop arguing with her. This was going nowhere.
Besides, what Gabrielle said was true. It was him who repeatedly highlighted that their rtionship was
confidential and should never be made public.
Gabrielle followed the rules. She kept al. low profile and didn’t speak about the two of them. Westley
used to like that about her, but now, he started to regret it. He wanted everyone to know about them.
He was the one who was conflicted, the one who had a problem with their
current arrangement. And yes, it was normal for Gabrielle to question him. He wasn’t being fair and
consistent. “Well, thank you.” Gabrielle gave him a small smile and went back to eating.
Westley didn’t say anything more. He pushed his chair back and stood up. ckboo woke up and
barked at Westley. calling his master. The adorable dog jumped up and wagged his tail. He was going
to follow Westley around with his short furry lees.
He was just like Westley’s little tail and shadow. Wherever he went ckboo followed.
“ckboo, lie down. I’m going to work,” Westley turned to the dog and shouted.
ckboa, who was about to follow him, stopped barking and wagging his tail. He was so scared that
he immediatelyy down on the floor. ckboo whimpered and looked at Westley sadly.
“ckboo,e to me. Your Daddy Westley is headed to the office. Have breakfast with me, your
sister, instead.” Gabrielle looked at him with concern, She called him over because the dog’s
distress was obvious to anyone watching.
After hearing Gabrielle’s Voice ckboo’s ears perked up and he ran towards her
He stopped by her feet andy down. His body rxed, and he leaned into her leg He looked up at her
and barked happily.
The puppy was clingy for a reason. He found a sense of security whenever he was close to people
“ckboo, lie on your stomach. I’ll finish my breakfast quickly. I have to go to work after eating and
ying with you. I need to make money to buy food and toys for you.” Gabrielle reached out and patted
the base of ckboa‘s neck.
The little dog seemed to understand what she meant. He continued to lie at her feet peacefully, letting
her eat.
Not long after, Westley came down wearing his usual three-piece suit. He looked every inch a
sessful businessman. He exuded power, but more than that, he was drop dead gorgeous.
Some uniforms made people more
attractive. That was why nurse and flight stewardess costumes were so popr — because they
looked sexy.
For a man like Westley, he only needed to wear a ck suit and a crisp white shirt. That would be
enough to tempt anyone watching him. He didn’t need to wear anything extra to stand out.
Still, Gabrielle tried to imagine him wearing a doctor’s clothes –plete with a white coat and
stethoscope. He would undoubtedly look ten times more appealing and irresistible.
“Westley, are you going to work?” Gabrielle asked casually. She was already finishing up.
“Since you don’t want me to give you a ride, I’ll go to thepany by myself. Someone will drive you to
workter. Don’t drive yourself.” Westley didn’t trust in Gabrielle’s driving skills, so to be safe, he asked
someone else to fetch her.
“Isn’t it too troublesome? I can drive by myself. It’s not that hard.” Gabrielle didn’t like imposing on
others. As much as possible, she didn’t want to trouble people with simple things.
“If you’re obedient, you won’t have any trouble. If you aren’t, you know what’s going to happen.”
Westley was putting on his cufflinks as he spoke to her. His tone was sharp, and he was a bit angry
that she refused something this small. It was just a ride, why was she making a big deal out of it?
“I see. Drive carefully, and have a good trip.” Gabrielle stood up and was about to make a ny
degree bow to him when his voice stopped her cold.
“Gabrielle, remember who I am to you.” Westley cast a nce at her and left without another word.
“Remember who he is to me?’
Gabrielle was confused at first, but when she saw ckboo standing at her feet, she understood what
Westley meant.
He didn’t like that she referred to him as ckboo’s daddy but called herself the dog’s sister.
“Ah. So that made him unhappy.’
Gabrielle was runningte. She quickly shoved thest piece of bread into her mouth and drank some
water. She was
about to walk out when the car arrived. The driver was Alvin.
“Mrs. Morris, are you ready? Mr. Morris asked me to drive you to your studio,” Alvin greeted her with a
smile.
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“Yup, I just finished. I’m ready. Let’s go.” Gabrielle hurried to carry her bag
“Mrs. Morris, please get in the car.” Alvin opened the door for her. 3
Gabrielle sat in and felt a little uneasy. She didn’t like this setup. It made her extremely ufortable
to be treated like this, “Alvin, isn’t it too troublesome for you to drive me to work like this?” 7
He came from thepany, and after dropping her off, he had to go back to the office. It wasn’t a short
drive.
That was simply too exhausting.
“It doesn’t matter. Mr. Morris has driven to thepany by himself. Usually, it’s the same for me when I
come to pick up him. It’s not troublesome at all. Don’t worry about it, Mrs. Momis.” Alvin looked at her
via the rearview mirror and gave her a reassuring smile.
Gabrielle sighed. Since Alvin said it so, she wasn’t going toment further. Anyway, it was Westley
who arranged everything, and Alvin only took orders from him.