Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135 An Embarrassing Situation

Westley told Gabrielle to open the wardrobe door, to which she did without hesitation. Gabrielle was then immediately both confused and embarrassed, after realizing that the wardrobe contained nothing but men’s clothes, obviously belonging to Westley.

“He asked me to take his clothes from the wardrobe to change into them, didn’t he?” she muttered.

Thinking Westley’s intentions were to make her wear the clothes inside the wardrobe, Gabrielle couldn’t even bring herself to peer inside it after being overcome with embarrassment.

Was it Westley’s real intention to make me wear his clothes?” she thought to herself.

Thinking that it wasn’t Westley’s real intention, she hesitated to take anything from the wardrobe. But after seeing Westley, the tall figure he was, standing by the balcony, Gabrielle didn’t even

attempt to ask him any clarification for fear of disturbing him.

“Anyway, he did say to take some clothes from the wardrobe.’ Gabrielle stoically took a shirt from the wardrobe and proceeded to the bathroom.

Gabrielle immediately locked the bathroom door, and noticed a bathtub inside. She then decided to prepare the bathtub, filled it with water, took off all her clothes, and proceeded to soak in the bathtub and collect her thoughts.

After coming back from the phone, Westley leaned against the balcony and lit a cigarette. Upon hearing the sound of the bathroom door open, he then snuffed his cigarette and went back inside.

He saw Gabrielle emerge from the bathroom. She was wearing his white shirt, which only covered her until her thighs. Her slender and fair legs caught his attention first, then her little face which was steamed red by hot water, Upon seeing Westley fixating his gaze on her, her visibly red face became more vibrant with embarrassment.

Gabrielle

frantically

tried

to

look

attempt to ask him any clarification for fear of disturbing him,

“Anyway, he did say to take some clothes from the wardrobe.’ Gabrielle stoically took a shirt from the wardrobe and proceeded to the bathroom.

Gabrielle immediately locked the bathroom door, and noticed a bathtub inside. She then decided to prepare the bathtub, filled it with water, took off all her clothes, and proceeded to soak in the bathtub and collect her thoughts.

After coming back from the phone, Westley leaned against the balcony and lit a cigarette. Upon hearing the sound of the bathroom door open, he then snuffed his cigarette and went back inside.

He saw Gabrielle emerge from the bathroom. She was wearing his white shirt, which only covered her until her thighs. Her slender and fair legs caught his attention first, then her little face which was steamed red by hot water. Upon seeing Westley fixating his gaze on her, her visibly red face became more vibrant with embarrassment.

Gabrielle

frantically

tried

to

look

anywhere except Westley’s eyes, knowing his eyes were sharp as she tried to hide from his gaze. As this mental struggle ensued, the very idea that she was wrapped up in Westley’s shirt did nothing but fuel her embarrassment

“Well? Didn’t you asked me to take the clothes in the wardrobe? I saw that you had a lot of shirts in it, so I picked one of them randomly. But since you stare is telling me that you’re reluctant with my choice of apparel, I can go and change it. * Gabrielle began to tremble and softly begged for mercy.

She really didn’t want Westley to stare at her like that. The way his eyes glued their gaze on her made her feel as if a monster had comered her.

Westley asked Gabrielle to take the clothes from his wardrobe, but he didn’t specifically say which ones she could take, so she just took random white shirt to change into. If he didn’t want her to wear that particular shirt, he could’ve just told her so she could just wear a bathrobe after bathing.

Westley still didn’t say a word. He looked at her coldly and twisted his lips. No one

could figure out what was going through his mind.

Gabrielle not only had a beautiful face, but also had a perfect figure. That fact was made even clearer now that she was wearing a man’s shirt, which oddly emphasized her face and her figure.

In Westley’s eyes, the sexiest moment for a woman was not when she was wearing a camisole or a bikini. To him, the sexiest moment was when a woman was wearing nothing but a male shirt, just like how Gabrielle was at that very moment.

“Westley, please say something. You asked me to get the clothes, right? If you’re not comfortable seeing me wear this, I can change into something else,” asked Gabrielle, with unease clearly showing in her eyes.

This man just gazed at her without Saying anything, which terrified Gabrielle.

He didn’t say anything. He just stared at her. What did he want?

“I didn’t say that you couldn’t wear it.

Just wear it. It suits you,” said Westley coldly.

“What’s wrong? You can’t fall asleep if you don’t lie on the bed,” said coldly by Westley, upon seeing that she was unwilling to come.

word. He gestured Gabrielle to get on the bed with him, being that it was the only way he could avert his gaze from her legs since she could cover them with a blanket