Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 104

Westley had just ended the call. With a cigarette tightly trapped between his index and middle fingers, he leaned against the balcony. He put the cigarette butt between his lips and took a deep, lingering drag on the smoke. White smoke covered his domineering face as he puffed it out, thus concealing his facial expression.

All he could think of at that moment was how he seemed to care so much about Gabrielle.

For no obvious reason, he could feel anger, distress and sadness build up from within him. He had hoped that smoking a cigarette would ease his mind, but now, he seemed to be getting more upset. Without much ado, he put off his half-finished cigarette. Full of thoughts, he exited the balcony to get a glass of water.

Maybe he just wanted to be a nice man. After all, she was still his wife. He thought to himself as he approached the second floor.

Just as he arrived the second floor, he could hear the obvious laughter from the two downstairs.

"Sophie, are you serious? He looked so cute when he was a child. But why was he so difficult?"

"Mr. Morris simply liked to be alone. He didn't like to be disturbed, so he treated other children like that."

"No wonder he always looks so serious now. It turned out that he was born this way. What a pity that as handsome as he is, he always put on a cold face, as if someone owes him money!"

As a child, he was so cute and handsome. Why did he change completely when he grew up?

Westley grew from a cute, handsome child to a very serious and frightening man. Hence, Gabrielle really did not know how to face him.

It never ended well for anyone who offended him. Such person either turned out dead or very miserable. Hence, everyone from the outside world regarded him as undoubtedly cruel and cold-blooded.

Gabrielle shivered at the thought of Mr. Smith being tortured. It was too horrible for her to imagine.

The thought got her so scared, sending fears down her spine.

"Miss Jones, please don't say that. He is not a bad man. You will know when you get along well with him," Sophie said in his defense.

After all, he was her master. She had watched him grow up and understood his temper.

Westley was a good-natured man. It would only be unfair to think of him otherwise.

He really was a nice person! Attempting to present him as a bad person made no sense.

Regardless of what others thought or said about him, he was always unbothered. He wasted no time trying to explain or clarify matters about people's perception of him.

After all, a clean hand, they say, needs no washing.

"Sophie, you work in the Morris family and you have watched him grow up. Of course, you are on his side. I..."

"You what? Am I an evil in your heart?" Westley interrupted Gabrielle in a cold voice.

She turned around and looked at the noble man in a white robe. She was lost for words for a moment and looked very awkward.

She was awash with embarrassment. He had walked in right when she was complaining about him. He had caught her red-handed.

She could not dare to face Westley anymore, as she drowned in shame.

"Why, why are you downstairs

? Have you taken a shower?" Gabrielle tried to calm down and look at Westley with much effort, but the more she tried, the more she found that she dared not to look into his cold and sharp eyes.

She never thought that Westley would come downstairs after taking a shower, hence, she had been chatting with Sophie without restrain. However, the man suddenly came down, and caught her unawares

He caught her speaking ill of him. She could not dispel the embarrassment as if she had done something wrong to him.