Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 341
Chapter 341 Saved Money For You
Gabrielle walked out of the shvap with her dies in her hand. It was quite lite, and she was exhausted.
Jackson, thank you very much for 1.panying me to buy the dress today. It’s gettingte…”
“Treat me to dinner then You said you were poor and couldn’t afford such an expensive dress. I already
helped you on the reimbursement from Jason. You should have enough money to treat me to a meal,
right?” Jackson had always been straightforward. He never saw the point in beating around the bush.
Ile was known in the office for being direct.
Gabrielle initially wanted to tell him that it was time to separate and go back to their respective homes.
She wasn’t tired because of the shopping itself but the people she had to deal with while buying à
dress.
She was surprised when Jackson told her
to Ecat him to dinner. So en though Gabrielle was dead tired, she had to
reason to refuse time. It was Small VOT. after all
Of course she had money for a meal, She wasn’t that impoverished.
Hesides, Jackson helped her a lot, so it was a small thing to buy him a meal She owed him that at
least.
“Okay. sure. You can pick the ce, Jackson,” Gabrielle agreed readily. She was actually surprised that
Jackson wasn’t as insuflerable as other people in the studia made him se’. .
Anyway, it was just a dinner-nothing special.
The ce where Jackson picked was cozy and quiet. He didn’t like noisy establishments.
He drove directly to a restaurant that didn’t have plenty of patrons dining at the time. It was private, and
not everyone knew about it.
The owner of the shop was an old acquaintance of his. He was ar enthusiastic middle-aged man, just
like
Akibi, and he became the animated when he HAW Gabrielle. He weldoned then with a huge smile on
his face.
“Jackson, I see that you’re not eating alone here today. Finally! It’s the first tine you’re here with a girl
for dinner. Wee, wee you two! Come in and have a scat. Your usual spot has been reserved
for you.”
the man greeted them warmly. He even pilted Jackson’s back as he led the way.
Gabrielle was shocked by the man’s enthusiast. He didn’t treat her as a typical guest. In fact, he looked
at and talked to her as though she was his daughter-inw.
Anyone watching Jackson and the man could see that they had a close rtionship. Jackson, who was
usually cold and distant, was clearlyfortable Speaking to him
“Talon, this is my colleague, Gabrielle. Gabrielle, this is the owner and chef of this private restaurant,
Talon,” Jackson said. Talon puffed out his chest, proud of the way Jackson introduced himn.
Jackson also emphasized that they were
dn’t think mich about it.
Still, Talon couldn’t stop grinning The Tanel Temained that Jackson brought a glil. ta his restaurant for
the rest EVET-it was quite an improvement. He had been dining alone for so long day
This was a good start. With his hands sped behind his bark, Talon quietly observed Jackson’s
companion
She was beautiful, warm, and gentlea total opposite ofckson’s icy demeanor. Jackson had his default
frown on while Gabrielle was smiling sweetly.
Maybe they had chemistry-it was too
soon to tell, But Talon thought there was Ohope for them in the future.
“Hello, Talon. I’m Gabrielle-Jackson’s colleague,” Gabrielle greeted Talon, reaching out to shake his
hand. “Okay, okay. Hello. You and Jackson should have a seat first,”
Talon said happily.
Jackson led Gabrielle to a private room
and sat down, handling Vintage handmade menu lo Gabrielle. The pas WETE tanning and Jackson
probably held it so many times already. “Have a look. What do you want to cat.”
I’m allergic to sealood. Apart from seafood, anything else is okay for me.” Gabrielle told himni calmly.
“They don’t SETVE seafood here. Only homemade dishes.” Jackson responded indifferently. He
alway’s liked to talk as though he didn’t care cither way.
“Then I have nothing to worry about. I know you and Talon are pretty close. You can order anything you
like. I’m not a picky eater, Gabrielle said casually. She kept looking around the interiors, admiring how
everything was put together really well.
It was the first time she had dinner with Jackson. She was nervous, especially because he could be
rude and unpredictable.
Her workmates always spoke about him. being the most difficult person to get along with in the studio.
Even so, Gabrielle had to acknowledge that he had been patient and amodating with
her today
At least in Gabrielle’s mind, he was 30 much better than Vivian. That woman was a them in Gabrielle’s
side.
“Since you are not picky about food, then I’ll order for you.” Jackson spired her a nce but didn’t say
anything more. Heid down the menu on the table and Wett Out.
There was no waiter here. The customers would have to go to the kitchen and tell Talon what they
wanted to cat. They could even order dishes that weren’t on the menu–just as long as Talon could
make it.
Talon had been working as a chef for twenty or thirty years, and he was good at cooking homemade
dishes. He was fiercely proud of the foods he served.
As soon as Jackson went out Gabrielle felt like she could breathe again. She didn’t realize how tense
she was until he left her alone. Then, a shrill sound pierced the silence. She looked at her phone and
saw that Westley was calling her.
After hesitating for a while, Gabrielle
ate
“Where are you now?” Wesley asked her
Where am I?’ Gabrielle ran her fingers through her hair, her face screwed in frustration
She actually didn’t pay attention to the Toild signs. Jackson was driving, and she didn’t even bother
looking at where they were headed.
“I’m having dinner outside,” Gabrielle could only answer vaguely. She honestly didn’t know her exact
location.
With whom?” There was an anxious lilt in Westley’s voice.
Gabrielle had guessed what caused Westley to worry. He wasn’t the type of guy who constantly
checked on her whereabouts. Besides, he sounded like he was more concerned about who she was
with than where she actually was.
He probably heard some rumors, which wasn’t exactly surprising.
She immediately thought of Mindy, who she saw in the clothing store. That
woman threatened Gabrielle that she would tell Westley about Jackson
Mindy wasn’t above spreading false stories, so Gabrielle assured she told Westley that Gabrielle was
out with anothern.
There was seriously something wrong with Mindy. No one in her right mind would resort to something
this desperate
-all for one dress.
“I’m having dinner with Jackson in a private restaurant. Why? Did you receive any message or photo
about us?” Gabrielle asked frankly. She didn’t have time to entertain Westley’s silent usations, so
she went straight to the pomt.
After a short silence. Westley breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled. “Yes, I received a message a
minute ago from an anonymous sender. There is a photo attached in which you were shopping with a
man. Is it Jackson?”
“Yes, it’s him.” Gabrielle closed her eyes and pressed her finger on her lids. Mindy Surely didn’t waste
any time sending “proof” to Westley.
ate
Gabrielle didn’t even know when Mindy took the photo. That woman was stealthy: Gabrielle had to give
her that.
“He went shopping with you and paid the bill? Whcre is the card I gave you? Why didn’t you use it?”
Westley’s voice became increasingly colder. Gabrielle knew where this conversation was headed
She could tell that he was getting jealous. She didn’t know whether she should be amused or irritated.
So, Westley didn’t take issue that another man apanied her while she went shopping. However, it
bothered Westley that Jackson paid for her dress.
Westley probably wondered how close she was with Jackson for thetter to pay her bill.
“I didn’t have the card with me when I went to the mall. Besides, I was there to buy a dress because I
have to pick up our guest at the airport. It’s a work-rted purchase, so the studio will reimburse me. I
don’t have to pay for it myself. See, Westley? I actually saved some of your money.” Gabrielle’s tone
was soft and
DW SHE Was trying to make him sec het
into another vensek light.. Thest sentence mande Welcy happy She was willing to save history and
not spend it carelessly, which meant that Gabrielle really treated him as her own man. She wouldn’t
care that much if she
didn’t
This made Westley happy. He didn’t. know why but it willined his heart to know how Gabrielle fell.
“Gabrielle, I don’t need you to save money for me. I make enough money that you can buy anything
you want. It doesn’t matter how much. If you want it, you can buy it.” Westley reminded her. It
apparently still inked him that another man paid for Gabrielle’s dress…
His wife, of course, could spend the Irloney he earned any way she wanted to. He could afford it if she
decided to live luxuriously. In truth, she didn’t need. someone else buying her clothes for her -even if it
was for work. Westley made so much that he could have bought it for her in every color.
But his wife only needed his love and
affection. That was all she wanted from him hot luxury ks O XHE clothes. As for Westley. he didn’t need
others spending mahey on Gabrielle… “Okay. I seel Gabrielle agreed. Over time. she had learned to
pick her battles. This time, she knew it would serve her if she simply relented.
“Send me the restaurant address. I’ll pick you up in half an hour.” Westley dropped the subject and
decided to change the topic. Anyway, Gabrielle already agreed with him. There was no point making it
3 big issue
“No, thanks. It’s too far if youe here from thepany…”
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“Gabrielle, 1’11 pick you up.” Westley insisted. He heard her sigh on the other end.
Gabrielle had no choice. Again, it wasn’t W?rth fighting over.
“Okay, I’ll wait for you.” Gabrielle looked for the address and gave it to him. Even while she sounded
annoyed, it warmed her heart that he was offering to fetch her.
Westley had alrcady hung up the phone. With a small smile, she put her OWTI phone on the table.
As soon as Jackson came in, he was surprised to see a faint smile on Gabrielle’s face. He sat
down and ralsed his bow
“What’s the good news? Why do you look so happy?” asked Jackson. He was genuinely curious.
“Sorreone will pick me upter. You don’t have to bother sending me home.” Gabrielle said, With her
elbows on the table, she rested her chin on her hands as she continued to survey the decorations.
“Who? Your husband?”