Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289 Admit Her As His Wife

Alvin nervously rubbed his nose and walked into the room. He stared at Westley’s uneasy and senous face. Then, he darted his eyes on Gabrielle.

The scene he had walked into was completely different from what he had imagined

It made him a little embarrassed Sitting on the bed was Gabrielle, and Westley was standing in gont of her. He was hunched forward lightly, allowing her to fix his tie. İH Alvin’s eyes they seemed happy and comfortable around each other. Alvin did not know what the hell he was thinking He was so wrong

Westley was a man of incredible self control. Impulses had no power over him. He krew what and what not to do in different situations.

“I apologize for coming in without knocking, Mr. Morris, Alein muttered

“So you should Do I need to stick you into anothet asetant trang semin? Westley responded coldly. He did not even turn around to look at Alvin.

No need. Mr. Monis, but if ii please you, I will review the assistant rules mysell.” Alvin replied seriously.

Westley, said nothing more and just focused on Gabrielle: He watched her 15 she did his tic

Looking at the tie, Alvin understood what was going on. Yesterday. Gabrigle texted him and asked him about the brand of tie Westley liked. Now she was helping him wear that tie, but idboked familiar.

The last time Wedley asked Alvin to get him a tie, Alvin bught him the same as the one that cabrielle was fixing on him nght now. But Westley did not like that te and did not wear it then. Alvin guessed that maybe Gabrielle did not know that Westley already had that tie wrid did not like it

Now, seeing Westley seem to enjoy the sad tie, Alvin felt that maybe Gabrielle Wat the reason for it Westley liked the

tie because Gabrielle got it for him.

His wife got him this tie! .

Alvin could not help thinking that underneath their civil treatment for each other and despite their nominal marriage, Westley and Gabrielle were actually and truly in love, and they just had not realized it yet.

“All right. You’re all set.” Gabrielle smoothed Westley’s shirt and looked at the tie carefully

“It’s pretty. It brings out your eyes. What do you think, Alvin? Isn’t it beautiful?” Gabrielle asked, turning to look at Alvin.

Alvin looked at the expertly knotted tie and dipped his chin. “It is, Miss Jones. You’ve done a splendid job, and you’ve chosen well on the tie. Maybe you should choose ties for Mr. Morris next time.”

Alvin meant his statement with the sincerest of intentions.

“Me?” Gabrielle was stunned for a moment. She had never imagined herself picking out ties for Westley. It seemed like a big responsibility.

“Alvin, that’s your job. Don’t pass it on to Gabrielle.” Although Westley would love Gabrielle to choose his ties for him, he was worried that it would cause her trouble and she would refuse, so he spoke outright.

Alvin immediately understood what Westley meant and quickly corrected himself. “I’m only kidding, Miss Jones. I can’t bother you. Mr. Morris’s right. It is my job, and I must do it.”

Gabrielle just smiled and nodded. “No worries, Alvin. Now, if you have something important to tell Westley, I’ll give you two some privacy. I have to go to the bathroom anyway. You guys talk.”

“Let me carry you there.” It was a genuine offer, but at the same time, Westley found it a perfect excuse to hold Gabrielle

“Westley, I just hurt my back, not my legs. I can walk to the bathroom on my own. Besides, your hand is still injured. I can’t let you carry me. I don’t want you ripping your wound open.” After saying that, Gabrielle put on her slippers and went to the bathroom.

“Be careful. Shout if you need me,

Westley reminded her.

His wound was not as serious as Gabrielle thought it was. In fact, he could CAITY her around the house for ten minutes long and not bleed. He was not as fragile as she made him out to be.

“Okay.” Gabrielle answered and shut the bathroom door “What’s the matter?” Westley asked Alvin as soon as Gabrielle disappeared.

“Mrs. Morris,” Westley interrupted him.