Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 25

"Hey, Westley!" Gabrielle shouted at him.

 

"I know you are angry, but you're the one who called me here. And now you're not going to let me in? Do you really enjoy embarrassing me like this?" Gabrielle had no choice but to raise her voice.

 

"Westley, you're not a man. You raped me behind your fiancee's back. Now I'm pregnant with your child, but you're refusing to take responsibility! You want me to get an abortion? Westley, how dare you? You are a spineless jerk!" Gabrielle did not hold back on whatever harsh words that came to her mouth.

 

Since the security guard did not hesitate to disrespect her, Gabrielle saw no reason in behaving like a decent woman.

 

The security guard's jaw dropped to the floor in shock. Could it be that this woman was actually speaking the truth about Mr. Morris?

 

Such shameful words were hard to ignore for Alvin as he looked at Westley curiously after they walked past the gate. Although Westley had the same gloomy expression on his face, the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly. It was difficult to determine whether he was grimacing or smiling.

 

Alvin increasingly felt as though he didn't know his own boss well enough. Just now, Westley said that Alvin was not allowed to pick up Gabrielle downstairs, but soon he came down himself silently.

 

Alvin didn't expect to see such a scene, because he thought that his boss was going to receive Miss Jones in person.

 

"Mr. Morris, what is happening now..."

 

The woman must have lost her mind to say such horrendous things in public.

 

How could she call him a spineless jerk?

 

Moreover, how could she be pregnant?

 

They had only been married for three days.

 

Fortunately, this happened in the late hours of the day and all the other employees of the company had already gone home. Otherwise, it would have been incredibly embarrassing.

 

"If she wants to make a scene, let her do it. Just order some food for me. I'm hungry."

Without even a hint of concern on his countenance, Westley walked past his assistant and into the elevator.

 

"Mr. Morris, I thought you said you didn't want to have dinner?" Alvin followed Westley into the elevator, scratching his head in confusion.

 

"I wasn't hungry before, but I'm feeling hungry now. Is there a problem? Alvin, do you think I should change my assistant?" With one hand in his pocket, Westley spoke casually, without even a slight change in his expression.

 

Gabrielle started to feel better after she dished out all the venomous emotions inside her. Unfortunately, in her state of anger, she had completely forgotten that Tobias wanted her to talk to Westley about the falling stock price of the Jones Group.

 

The chances of finding him now were even slimmer. After the tantrum she had just thrown outside the gate, she was lucky that the frightened security guard did not call the police on her. Letting her inside the Morris Group was completely out of the question!

 

She tried calling Westley's phone, but he didn't answer. Then she tried calling Alvin.

 

Meanwhile, Alvin was trying to order food for Westley, so he had no choice but to hang up on Gabrielle.

 

Having no other choice, Gabrielle took her phone out and sent Westley a text message.

 

Westley was sitting comfortably on the sofa in his office when his phone beeped. He looked at the screen and heaved a sigh of exasperation.

 

Gabrielle had requested him not to push the Jones Group too hard for the time being. In truth, Westley wouldn't have wanted to make trouble for the Jones. However, since Wendy and the others saw it fit to provoke him, what else was he supposed to do?

 

Since they were the ones with the death wish, it would only be considerate of him to comply and fulfill their wish.

 

What he didn't expect, however, was that Gabrielle would have the nerve to come to the Morris Group and persuade him in person.

 

Besides, how could he let them off so easily? He hadn't had enough fun yet.

 

"Mr. Morris, the order has been made, your food should be delivered soon. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

 

Suddenly, Alvin felt as though the temperature in the office had dropped dramatically. Was something wrong with the air conditioner?

 

"Have someone keep an eye on Gabr

ielle,"

 

said Westley, as he placed his phone on the table.