Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 265

Chapter 265 Watching The Lady–Killer Husband

Westley was a man who always acted on his words, and Gabrielle knew that very

She knew she would be disclosing her mamage with Westley if she allowed him to drive her into the Alorith University. thus exposing herself to the toxic attention of the public and making enemies for herself among the ladies dying for Westley’s love. This was not what she needed in her final Year in university

A great man understood Che times and knew ways in which to react to different circumstances. Having learnt these principles, Gabrielle knew this was not the right time to announce her marriage.

“I’ll wait for you at noon, Westley.” Gabrielle said in a very soft voice. She would have to postpone dinner with Austin. Being a wise person, she knew how to handle such temporary setbacks.

Austin was better than Westley in this respect

All she had to do was call him so that they could meet at the studio later in the afternoon. He would understand.

“Get off the car!” Westley said in a gruff voice, unlocking the door.

Pushing open the door at once, Gabrielle humed out of the car.

“Thanks for the drive, Westley. Drive safe,” Gabrielle said as she waved at him, indicating him to drive away.

Throwing her an uncaring vête, Westley revved up the car and red off into the Alorith University. In

Damn it!

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Had he come to university for something else, maybe business?

This man was such liar. Hadn’t he only told her that he had something to do near the Alorith University? But now, he drove into the university without even caring to tell her about it.

“Hi, Gabrielle.” Someone patted Gabrielle on the shoulder, and when she turned

around, slie yw that it was Macy.

“Hi, Macy. Did you just get here?” Gabrielle flashed a little rather contrived smile to conceal her nervousness. Deep down, she hoped Macy hadn’t seen Westley.

Then she realized she was only being so bothered. Westley had quite a number of cars and car licenses which most people wouldn’t recognize just like that.

“Yes, I just got here,” Macy said “Actually, a cab dropped me here at a school gate. And here you were standing all alone by the road and just strong at the Alorith University. Waiting for anyone?” Macy didn’t kna Gabrielle that well, but she admired her personality. Gabrielle as mostly by herself, studying and making design drafts. And in these past three years of her stay in the Alorith University, she had barely involved herself in group activities.

So Macy had been a distant fan, a distant admirer.

Yet she had always wished that she could know Gabrielle more, that they could be closer friends.

“I’m not waiting for anyone. Let’s just get inside.” Gabrielle said, heaving slightly. She was quite relieved that Macy hadn’t seen her when she got out of Westley’s

“And yeah, Gabrielle. I brought some cakes from my cake shop. Care for some?” Macy stopped and turned towards Gabrielle as soon as they began to walk. Her Voice was warm, an innocent, child-like smile hovering on her lips.

It was then that Gabrielle saw the several small boxes she was carrying.

The boxes were those in which the cake shop packaged small cakes

“You want me to have some? But are these cakes not for other people?” The mere mention chakes made Gabrielle want to have some. Moreover, she was pretty hungry, having had just half a bowl of porridge in the morning.

“No, they are all for my classmates. These cakes are some new flavors from my family shop, and we intend to sell them at Christmas. As is my custom, 1 ask my classmates to try them out for us

= something of a little experiment. And. here‘s one for you to taste as you are also one of my classmates!” Macy laughed slightly as she handed one to Gabrielle

“Thank you so much, Macy. Gabrielle said, smiling, “I’ll try it out after class.” It was a fancy and transparent box, which made Gabrielle like it more as she stared at it.

“You said your cake shop made this? Gabrielle said suddenly, an idea strikiny her mind.

“Yeah, sure. My mother on and manages the cake shops. We bve three of such in Antawood, and bigger one downtown. The box has the name of the cake shop, so you can visit it if you want to get a cake next time,” she explained, all the time smiling her warm smile.

“Oh, I see now.” Gabrielle nodded slowly. “But how long does it take to learn how to make a cake – a birthday cake?” A brilliant thought was springing up in her head. She would make a cake for Westley on his birthday.

It was not that he would even be amazed by any kind of gift no matter how

expensive it was, being that he was a very wealthy man and had seen more are things. Moreover, she didn’t have enough money to get such kinds of things. Making him a cake herself would be better.

“Well, I really don’t want to be a master: I’ll just learn the simple things.” Gabrielle was thinking. ‘I will learn to make cakes first, then I’ll make him one on his birthday. I’m sure he’ll like it.”