Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 276

Chapter 276 Don‘t Need Us To Worry About

Gabrielle put down the cake and followed Westley upstairs. Although she didn’t want to speak to him, she knew she had to help him wash and change his clothes because of his injured hand. Yet, Westley’s temper pissed her off. It was so willful and selfish, and he didn’t care if he hurt others in the process.

But Gabrielle had no option. He was her husband, and she would always have to tolerate his anger and stand by him. That Was why she was his wife.

Remy and Sophie lounged at the kitchen door and watched as Westley and Gabrielle sauntered up the stairs One after the other

“I don’t think we have to be bothered about their relationship, Sophie,” Remy said in a low voice. “I only think you have to help them get more intimate Westley seems too difficult to get close to.” As he ate the cake, Remy kept thinking about plotting against the couple.

He thinned slowly to himself. Inowing that Westkey would kill him if he found out about T.

“A lot has changed about Mr. Morris since he mamed Miss Tries. He seems to get better by the day, and it’s all thanks to Miss Jones. She’s a very capable woman!” Sophie said with a big smile. “You are right; Sophie. He’s really fortunate to have married a woman like Gabby. Hut he should learn to treat her well, and not make trouble for her.” Remy Said, his forehead creased in Seriousness

He knew Gabrielle was a really good person. It was not difficult to know whether a woman was good or bad after seeing her for a while.

“Yes, he really is fortunate,” Sophie agreed. “Gabrielle is a very good person. I never met a girl as modest as her, Can you imagine that she often offers to help with the chores? I don’t know. Doctor Davis, but I’m afraid that Mr. Morris would do something bad to Miss Jones.” The worry peeked from Sophie’s voice.

Remy shook his head slightly. “I don’t think so,” he said finally “After all, she is his wife. Let me help you make dinner. – Remy turned and walked into the kitchen, having finished the cake.

“No, Doctor Davis. You don’t have to Worry about it; l’ll handle it. You are : doctor, and your hands and precious and not meant for such casual things. You may even get hurt if you cook. So, just go to the living room and relax,” Sophie said, running towards Remy and drawing hirri back by the arm. He shouldn’t be helping her out with kitchen chores. After all, his hands were for saving lives. and not for cooking,

Remy stopped to look at Sophie. Then he grinned at her and walked out of the kitchen silently. He strode into the yard and pazed at the flowers that Gabrielle had planted. They were beautiful and bright as they glowed in the suri.

Gabrielle returned to the room to find Westley searching for clothes to take for a shower or something. He was doing this with his right hand rather uneasily and painfully. She hurried over to him, womed and concerned.

“Do you want to take a shower of chan your clothes? Oh Westley, you shouldn’t be this angry. Your hand still hurts, You should just have waited for me if you wanted anything.” she rebuked him.

“I want to take a shower. Will you help mr?” Westley asked, throwing her a cold Elance.

“Help him take a shower?”

That wasn’t going to be an easy task, but Gabrielle knew she couldn’t refuse to help him in this situation he was in.

“You don’t seem to want to help me. Well, you don’t have to worry anymore; I can help myself. I’m not completely disabled. It’s just my left hand that is injured,” Westley retorted.

Seeing he was really angry. Gabrielle recoiled. She spoke softly to him H10W. “You’re still angry at me for how I fed and scolded you earlier, Westley? 1″111. sorry, but I was saying the truth. I really didn’t intend to scold you. And I didn’t really scold you.”

Gabrielle was stooping wow her ero to ace this nicely to hit She would let himni be if he still didn’t Appreciate her kindness

She was only tolerating this impudence because of his injury.

Alnight; please help me take a shower.” Westley Elanced at her and said this.

“You want to take a shower, nght? Then I’ll min some water for you.” Gabrielle walked into the adjoining bathroom and ran some water. She soon returned to the room to check on Hirn.

He wasn’t wearing a shirt, so all she needed to do was to help him take off his trousers

“Your trousers, Westley… Let me help you with…”

“You don’t have to help me take off my trousers if you don’t find it convenient. I can take my shower myself and take care of myself. You shouldn’t bother about me,” Westley said, standing from the bed and striding towards the bathroom.

‘Oh, my God! Why is his temper still so bad after being hurt?

Gabrielle wondered, knwiwing that Westley felt terrible because of his injury. But it wasn’t she who injured hüren,