Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262 Ideal Husband

Gabrielle was in a trance, completely removed from her surroundings.

She didn’t even notice that Westley was approaching her.

Westley sat down next to her. ShAstill didn’t feel the sofa sinking under his weight.

Westley was very concerned when she was not reacting to coything he was doing, so he gendeTeached out and patted her softly or the shoulder

“Gabrielle .. o “Ah!” Gabrielle was stunned when she turned around and saw Westley‘s face.

“When… When did you get back? It’s scary, the way you approached me!” Gabrielle looked at him, slightly aggrieved

Westley narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a frown, “Sorry, I scared you.

You’ve been sitting here in a daze all this time, as though your soul has left your body. What’s wrong with you?”

Hearing this, Gabrielle looked at him nervously and swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the words she so badly wanted to say. She tried to organize her words but didn’t know how to say it. Finally, she just blinked innocently at him.

Westley wished she would just come out and say it to him without giving weird looks that he couldn’t decipher.

“Gabrielle, get straight to the point!” Westley demanded. Gabrielle deliberated howhether she should tell him what was running through her mind bout a minute later, she spoke slowl Westley, what if Bryce and Nellie nel come back? Will we still want a divorce?”

She finally asked him the dreaded question. But when she saw that Westley’s face was getting darker and gloomier, Gabrielle didn’t dare to look him in the eyes. She regretted speaking out, feeling as though she had said something wrong.

She shouldn’t have bothered asking him before the situation had even risen. It would be better to just directly go for a divorce when Nellie came back.

‘Now I feel as though I have hurt Westley. so he must be unhappy because of that.”

“Westley, well…”

“Do you want to divorce me?” Westley interrupted her, staring at Gabrielle coldly.

Frightened by his imposing Granner, Gabrielle took a deep breath. Swallowed and returned his gaze wib an uneasy look. “Westley, it’s you who said that we are going to divorce

“So then, it’s hy to me. Do you understand?” Taking at her cautious and timid face Westley couldn’t help but think she also looked cute. He didn’t want to be fierce and frighten her.

Why did she think about their divorce all day long? Was this what had pushed her into a daze?

“I understand, but that’s why I asked you if you were waiting for Nellie. And if she doesn’t come back, will we still divorce

cach ather?” Gabrielle tried to regain her composure, and asked him in a serious tone.

But, Westley was getting more and more furious.

“Gabrielle, do you really want to divorce me?” His voice was calm.

However, for Gabrielle, the calmer he was, the more frightened she felt. “I… Can you just pretend that I didn (Say anything? I shouldn’t have asked you this question.” Gabrielle was Wetering with fear now, and she quickly changed the topic.

NO

She didn’t want to Srovoke Westley anymore.

“Gabrielle, ansver my question right now. Do you Veally want to divorce me?” Westley didn’t want to drop the topic. 3

Now that she brought it up, it was a good chance to talk about it openly.

Gabrielle had mixed feelings, but she knew she had to answer his question. “I know we’re not really married – plus, you said that once Nellie comes back. I’ll

have to leave the house. So I’m ready to divorce you at any point – if that’s what you want. As long as you still want to divorce me, I’ll be ready to sign on the paper.

“Wishful thinking.” Westley sarcastically replied, in a cold voice.

Gabrielle remained quiet for a while, not sure what his meaning was, before looking at him foolishly. “Westley, what do you mean?

your injured feet are well taken care of. You are a silly woman who wants to take care af others when you yourself are hurt. ” Westley said impolitely.

These words pierced Gabrielle’s heart. Westley had never been nice to her = he was always rude and arrogant. 4

When that happened, Westley-Would have to divorce her.

Gabrielle was surprised to see Westley sitting in the living room. He was calmly drinking coffee and reading a magazine.

She thought he would have left after breakfast, but he was still home at that time.

“Good morning. Mr. Morris,” Gabrielle greeted him politely.

Westley took a look at her clothes and thought she looked like a vibrant and energetic youth. “Gabrielle, where are you going?”