Lock You In My Heart Chapter 539


    It was almost ten in the morning. The sun was zing outside the window.


    “Gabrielle, don’t be afraid. I’m right here. I’m with you.” Westley pulled her into his arms and gently


    kissed her forehead, waiting for her to wake up.


    “No. Don’t… Westley, you can’t… ” Gabrielle woke up with tears rolling down her cheeks.


    Her eyes slowly fluttered open, and she saw the blurry image of Westley looking at her. She blinked


    and looked at him again.


    “Westley, you’re fine!” Gabrielle examined his face in surprise as the images of the horrific nightmare


    continued to haunt her.


    “Gabrielle, I’m fine. It’s just a nightmare. I’m fine now. We’re all fine. What did you dream about?”


    Westleyforted her, rocking her in his arms.


    “Someone was chasing us, and you fell in front of me with blood all over your body. I tried saving you


    but couldn’t. I…”


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    “All right. Don’t be afraid. They usually say that if you imagine someone dying in your dreams, they will


    end up living a long, healthy life. We’ll be fine. Do you want to sleep a little longer?” Westley coaxed


    her.


    “No, I want to get up. I’m starving. Besides, I have to meet Ms. Glyn this afternoon. It’s better to


    prepare in advance,” Gabrielle said, shaking her head intently.


    “You are right. You fell asleepst night without having dinner. You better get up and eat something.”


    Westley got up and pulled her up from the bed.


    “How dare you say that? Who… Are you okay?” Gabrielle rolled up his pants and checked his left shin


    as she remembered something.


    She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw the wound was neatly bandaged.


    There were bloodstains all over the bedsheet yesterday. She had been scared witless.


    Gabrielle had never been aggressive and courageous before. Now, with Westley’s influence, she felt


    she had turned into a devil and had gone to the extent of harming someone.


    “Don’t worry. Remy has already cleaned the wound and applied medicine.” Westley smiled. Gabrielle


    could picture Remy’s reaction when he saw the wound. Her face burned with embarrassment.


    “Westley, did Remy say anything?” Gabrielle asked, squirming with unease. “Don’t worry. He didn’t say


    anything. Wash your face and get ready.”


    Westley directly carried her to the bathroom. When the two of them went downstairs, Remy wasn’t


    around, and Jenna had already prepared breakfast. “Sir, madam, breakfast is ready. Please sit down.


    Let me serve you.” Jenna greeted them with a smile. “Jenna, where is Remy?” Gabrielle asked,


    cocking her head to the side.


    “He went to see Rose,” she answered. “Oh, I see.” Gabrielle took Westley’s hand and sat down to eat


    with him. When they finished eating, Remy returned home, looking rxed. “Remy, how is Rose?” “She


    is better than I expected. Maybe it’s because she works out regrly and maintains a healthy lifestyle.


    I’m guessing she will recover in a day or two. But Doctor Maniac needs a few more days to


    recuperate,” Remy exined, blowing out a loud breath. “Oh, thank God!” Gabrielle felt much better to


    hear that.


    After all, she owed her life to Rose. She was happier than anyone else to hear that Rose would recover


    soon.


    “Are you going to see her now?” asked Remy.


    “No, I ha


    ve important work today.” Gabrielle had to prepare for the jewelry exhibition, so she nned to see


    Rose on her way home after work.


    “Okay, you can see herter.” Remy plopped on the sofa in the living room and sighed.


    Westley had specially ordered dresses and shoes for Gabrielle. Once everything arrived, he took her


    upstairs to get her changed.


    When Gabrielle went to change the dress, her eyes widened as she saw the hickeys all over her body.


    “Westley! Look at what you have done. You knew I was going to the party today. Why did you do this?


    How can I go out now? It’s embarrassing.” Gabrielle was furious.


    Although her dress covered the hickeys on her chest and back, it couldn’t hide the ones on her cor


    bones.


    ‘Gosh! Westley has gone too far this time.’


    “Don’t worry. It doesn’t matter. It will ward off the men who try hooking up with you tonight.” Westley


    was happy to see the hickeys that seemed to tell everyone that his woman was already taken.


    He couldn’t think of any man coveting his wife. Gabrielle belonged to him alone, and the hickeys


    seemed to dere his love for her. “Westley, no man would be so interested in me. You are just


    thinking too much.” Gabrielle rolled her eyes. She couldn’t believe why he was so jealous. “Well, it’s not


    obvious here. You can cover it with your hair. Leave your hair loose instead of tying it up tonight.”


    Westleybed his fingers through her hair and gently draped them around the marks. That way, no


    one could see his wife’s slender, milky neck and sexy cor bones as well. Knowing his intention,


    Gabrielle scoffed angrily.


    “Why don’t I put on a mask when I go out? It would make things easier for you.” “Really? I hope it is a


    masquerade party.” Westley grinned happily. Gabrielle ignored his words and pushed him out of the


    room beforebing her hair and putting on her makeup. She was attending the party with Melissa,


    representing her brand. Therefore, she took extra care to prepare well, for she didn’t want to embarrass


    Melissa in any way. About half an hourter,


    Gabrielle walked out. Westley’s eyes widened; his jaw dropped in shock. Although he knew how


    beautiful his wife was, he seldom saw her wearing makeup. Gabrielle looked drop-dead gorgeous.


    “Gabrielle, do you really have to attend the party?” Westley whined as he pulled Gabrielle into his arms,


    refusing to let her go. “Westley, if you keep acting like this, I won’t go anywhere in the future.” Gabrielle


    deliberately grunted to irritate Westley. “Well, don’t go anywhere. Be a good wife and stay at home,”


    Westley said in a rxed tone. “Oh, really? Why don’t you just lock me up?” She rolled her eyes.


    “Enough with the drama. Let’s go out now. We can have lunch outside. How about I treat you to lunch,


    Mr. Morris? I want to thank you for your concern. Don’t you want toe with me?” She stared into


    Westley’s eyes whilst stroking the side of his face. An ecstatic smile emerged on his face. How could


    he refuse? “Mrs. Morris, please wait for me downstairs. I’m going to change my clothes.” Westley


    nted a kiss on her lips and happily ran to his room. “Gosh, you are ruining my lipstick.” Gabrielle


    laughed, shaking her head.