Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 18

Gabrielle's eyebrows shot up in bewilderment, and her mouth was agape with pure astonishment. What did Westley mean by that?

What was he trying to insinuate by saying that she was hurrying to drive him away as soon as Lance got there? Wasn't he the one who didn't want to be with the Jones in the first place?

All she wanted to do was grant his wishes and her intentions had nothing to do with Lance.

It was plain to see that Westley had quite a troublesome imagination. In his own twisted way, he would cut someone down to size because of his own insecurities and his own personal issues.

"Westley, I am appalled that you could even think of me in that way. Why do you have to get my Cousin involved in this? It is..."

"I promised Grandma that I would have lunch here, so I intend to keep that promise,"

Westley cut her short.

Gabrielle was at a loss and she decided to swallow the rest of her words, realizing that it was futile to argue with this man.

'Just forget about it. There's no use arguing anymore. It's up to him whether he wants to leave or stay, ' she told herself.

Wendy led Lance and Mindy in, and the expressions on their two were complex.

"Westley, Gabrielle, it's time for lunch." Wendy cast a glance at Gabrielle, motioning her to take good care of this gentleman.

"Westley, please follow me to the dining room." Gabrielle stood up and looked at Westley in a dignified manner, but in his eyes, everything she did was hypocritical and pretentious.

Westley refrained from making any snide remarks as he stood up, but he still cast a cold glare at Gabrielle.

Gabrielle's acquiescence and the way she humbled herself to him made Westley feel good about himself, even more so when he sensed Lance's irritation towards him.

Although Lance was Bryce's cousin, he and Gabrielle weren't related by blood. As such, even if there was something romantic going on between them, it wouldn't raise any concerns.

However, Westley still didn't like the way Lance looked at Gabrielle. After all, at least on paper, she was still his wife. No one was allowed to covet anything that belonged Westley's. If Lance was indeed interested in Gabrielle, he could only have her after Westley was finished with her.

"Gabrielle, hurry up. Don't keep me standing here!" Westley grunted angrily at her.

Gabrielle's face flushed red as she stared at him in baffled confusion, then she shook her embarrassment off and led him to the dining table.

There was only one thought in Gabrielle's mind: Westley was indeed insane.

As everyone took their seats, Gabrielle sat next to Westley on the same row. Tobias and Wendy sat on both ends of the long table, while Mindy and Lance sat across Westley and Gabrielle respectively. Although there were two unoccupied seats at the table, they were all evenly spaced apart.

From the moment she sat down, Mindy couldn't take her eyes off of Westley, almost as if they were glued to him.

Subtlety had never been this woman's strongest suit. She couldn't sit still when she had her eyes on a good man.

Despite being an air-headed floozy, it wasn't easy for Mindy to flirt with Westley, mostly due to his cold and unapproachable personality. She feared that she should freeze to death before she could even succeed in winning his attention.

"Gabrielle, look it's your favorite—spareribs with sweet and sour sauce. Eat more!" A few pieces of spareribs were put into Gabrielle's bowl.

"Thank you!" Gabrielle looked up at Lance.

She smiled at him, expressing her deepest gratitude.

"Gabrielle, why are you being so formal with me. What else do you want to eat? I haven't seen you in over a month and you look like you've lost some weight." Lance's tone was full of concern, however, it sounded completely beyond the relationship between two cousins.

"Thank you, Lance,

but I can help myself. So, I've heard that you went to Australia on a business trip for more than a month. You must be tired of all the foreign food. I'm sure you've missed a good home cooked meal," said Gabrielle, as she picked up a piece of sparerib and put it into her mouth, relishing its sweet taste.