Lock You In My Heart Chapter 615
Tobias transferred 888888 dors to her ount right away, which made her ufortable. Gabrielle
could barely breathe.
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She knew he had hurriedly sent the money aspensation.
She was always grateful to the Jones family for their kindness and raising her for twenty years and
never expectedpensation.
“Gabrielle, are you done? Your pies are cold.” When Westley came over, he saw her standing by the
window, staring nkly at the scenery in the yard. The phone in her hand was locked.
“Yes, I’m done. Let’s go and have the pies. Pork and mushroom fillings are delicious,” Gabrielle said,
pretending to be rxed.
“What happened?” Westley asked concernedly.
“Nothing. The annual family reunion is a happy event, so it’s all good.” Gabrielle forced a smile. She
didn’t want Westley to worry about her.
“Since it is good news, can you share it with me, Mrs. Morris?” Westley wrapped his arms around her
waist and pulled her closer.
Gabrielle burst outughing. “Of course, I will share it with you. But you have to be prepared, Mr.
Morris. Don’t be irritatedter. After all, what’s good for me might not necessarily be a good thing for
you.”
“What do you mean?” Westley narrowed his eyes and studied her face.
“Look at this. I just received a lot of red envelopes.” Gabrielle showed him the phone.
Westley saw her messages. Many people had sent her red envelopes. Lance, Austin, Jason, Micheal,
and Victor were a few among the many men who sent her red envelopes. He couldn’t bear it.
‘Why are these men giving my wife such big red envelopes? God, it’s annoying.’
You epted them all?” Westley frowned. He was unhappy that she had epted all the envelopes.
“Well, you must ept all the red envelopes. Otherwise, it’s bad luck. I have told you not to see it. But
you insisted on checking it. That’s why you are upset. Am I right?” Seeing the anger and frustration on
his face, Gabrielle burst outughing. Westley was a possessive husband. Gabrielle loved it when he
got jealous. She was honest to all those people, and everyone who had sent the red envelopes was
her friend. She had no choice but to ept it. Otherwise, it would onlyplicate things. She could
invite them to dinner and pay back their kindness in some other way in the future.
“Why do you have to ept the red envelopes from those men? I can give you whatever you want.”
Westley felt wronged. He wanted to block and delete the number of those men in Gabrielle’s contact
list. However, he was a rational and loving husband. He would never do such a thing. He had to control
his emotions and not reveal his jealousy in front of Gabrielle. “The things you give me are from our
money, and these are gifts. They are all friends, so I epted the red envelopes.
Come on, Westley. Do you think something is going on between them and me?” Gabrielle asked,
cocking her head. Westley smiled and gently rubbed her hair. “Of course, I trust you. I know nothing will
ever happen between you and them. But I don’t want my wife to ept the red envelopes other men
send you.” “I understand what you are thinking. I consider those red envelopes as auspicious wishes
for theing year. I will find a ay to return the money to them. If they don’t want it, we will call them
over and buy lunch or dinner.” Gabrielle had her own n. She wasn’t someone who would make
profits this way.
Besides, Westley was a wealthy man. She had enough money to buy whatever she wanted. She didn’t
want mary benefits from other men. “My wife is adorable.” Westleyughed, shaking his head. “But
we’d better go to the Jones family fo r the regr visit.” Gabrielle stopped chuckling and looked at him
intently. “You want to meet them now?” Westley asked in a low voice. He remembered that Gabrielle
had told him not to go back to the Jones family for the visit. She had asked him to arrange for someone
to send the gifts to them. Now that she wanted to visit them, he guessed the phone call she answered
just now must have been from someone in the Jones family.
“Well, you are the new son-inw of the Jones family, after all. This is the first family reunion after our
wedding. You have to visit them this year. As for the other festivals, let’s discuss themter. Only time
will answer that,” Gabrielle said indifferently.
Although she sounded rxed, her expression looked tense.
“That’s right. The new son-inw should visit his inws for the first family reunion. Mrs. Morris, what
do you think I should get for my inws?” Westley yfully pinched her nose.
“Your father-inw gave me more than eight hundred thousand dors as a red envelope. Isn’t that
awesome? So think of something suitable. Don’t get something lower than that.” Gabrielle knew it was
meaningless to return the money directly, so she wanted to make it more practical. Perhaps Tobias also
felt the same.
Hearing that, Westley burst outughing. “I see. I will ask Alvin to make a contract. It will be more
sincere to bring the contract while visiting them.”
Gabrielle stood on tiptoe and kissed him. She couldn’t help but smile at his thoughtfulness. “Mr. Morris,
you don’t have to chart the perfect contract. You just need to show them a little kindness. That’s
enough.”
“It proves that my wife loves me more than anyone else in the world.” Westley smiled.
“Let’s go and have the pies, Mr. Morris.”
After eating the pies, Rose wheeled Doctor Maniac out of the house. Westley asked Sophie to take
care of Star and took Gabrielle out.
Seeing the mysterious look on his face, Gabrielle asked, “Westley, where are you taking me?” Sitting in
the passenger seat, Gabrielle looked out of the window at the quiet street and the asional fireworks
exploding in the sky. She had no idea what his ns were and where he was taking her.
It was already eleven o’clock. He was taking her out when her body was begging her to sleep. It was
too exhausting. “You’ll know in a while.” Westley kept driving. Soon, they got on the expressway.
Gabrielle suddenly realized the route led them to the beach. “Westley, are you taking me to the
beach?” Gabrielle squealed in surprise. “You are smart, Gabrielle. I can’t hide anything from you, can I?
Yes, I’m taking you to the beach.” Westley smiled. Gabrielle was confused.
“Why are we going to the beach now?” “You’ll know when we get there.” Westley didn’t want to reveal
the mystery yet. Gabrielle stopped questioning him. She decided to wait and see what he had nned
for her. Half an hourter, the car got off the expressway and entered a neighborhood. An enormous
vi came to view. It was built near the beach; several vis were lined up with ample distance between
one another. The distance between the two buildings was a few hundred meters. Each vi was
surrounded by a vast expanse ofnd. The front yard connected the vi with the beach. It looked
extravagant. The car stopped in the yard of a vi. Westley got out of the car and opened the door.
“Mrs. Morris, pleasee out.” Westley opened the door for her like a gentleman. “Westley, what are
we doing here?” Gabrielle took his hand and got out of the car. The vast expanse of beach before her
brought a smile to her face.