Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 The Bitter “Truth

Westley had come to pick up Holly and Austin after his cousin hid driven his car into a ditch. But right now, what Holly was more concerned about was that she didn’t show up in front of Westley when she was looking neat and beautiful. As it were, her face was injured and her hair was in a horrible mess. She felt so terrible.

“It’s all my fault that you had to come over here to pick us up, Westley. I know it’s been raining quite heavily. It’s not easy to drive right now, is it?” Holly asked him with concern as she tried to soften her tone.

“I just came here to pick you up. according to my grandma’s words. If i didn’t come here, I’m sure that there would be someone else who would do the same job better than me,” Westley explained to her calmly, trying to emphasize the fact that he didn’t come to pick them up on purpose. He just listened to Miley and didn’t need her to

thank him unnecessarily.

Her face changed in an instant As soon as she heard this. But she wouldn’t show her bad side in front of him. She wanted him to see only the best of her

“However, I’m sull very grateful that it’s you who came to pick us up. It doesn’t matter whether it was Miley’s order or not. I’m not seriously injured. I sincerely appreciate you for your concerni,” she said again iis she smiled at him.

“It’s okay. As long as you’re fine, there’s no problem.” He turned to face his cousin and said, “Austin, get her in my car. Let’s go home first. Your car will be towed away by morning. As soon as he said this, he turned around abruptly and walked towards his car.

“Westley, can’t you…” Holly twitched her lips and wondered how she was going to say what she had in mind. “Can’t you carry me on your back?” She was disappointed by Westley’s words.

“What does he mean? He’s already here to pick us up. but he asked Austin to carry me when he saw the way I was injured. How could he say such a thing?” Holly wondered. 11

THE WAS no need to dislike her to such an extent Hy the way. She was a daughter of a famous family and also

THIS jewelry designer in Arlawood. Why on earth couldn’t she compare to luis wife. Gabrielle? Why did he dislike ther with so much vigor

This was a terrible blow to Holly’s self esicem. Although she wils in very gloomy mood and quite angry, she couldn‘t vent. She was still trying to please him by putting up her best behavior.

Westley ignored her words. He turned around and got into his car.

As she still sit in the car, Holly was so depressed to death that she didn’t know how to describe her feelings at all.

“Let me carry you there, Holly.” Austin offered. He had no choice but to carry her on his own. .

Besides, he was the one, who helped her get in and out of the car. So, he could care less

But this wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted Westley!

“Austin, am I sannoying? Is it that I can’t do anything well, and that NO matter what I do, I can’t make people like me?” Holly asked as she looked at him with a crestfallen face.

Of course, Austin tv the meaning of what she said. She didn’t mean that no one would like her no matter what she did. She was just worried about why Westley would hate her so much, and she only cared whether Westley liked her or not. Nothing else.

For this reason, he didn’t want to listen to her question, neither did he want to answer it.

“We are running out of time, Holly. Just let me carry you to Westley’s car,” Austin Hid again.

“Austin, tell me the truth. Do you like me? Or do you hate me also?” Holly asked sadly. It was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

“Hate her?” Austin asked himself silently.

Although he didn’t hate her, he didn’t like her either.

“Holly, do you want to go to Westley’s

car or not? If you don’t, you can stay here for all I care!” Austin’s patience was running out and he didn’t hide it.

After all, he had no patience to deal with her at all. If not that she was injured, the would not come to help her.

“I’ll go,” she immediately compromised and looked at Austin with a sad face.

Even if Westley didn’t like her, she had to still get in his car.

Austin put the umbrella in her hand and carried her carefully to Westley’s car. It was Westley, who opened the back door of the car for them. His face looked indifferent without any trace of emotion,

Westley’s reaction made Austin unhappy. He didn’t like the way Westley’s face portrayed no hint of