Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 295

Chapter 295 You Want To Die With Me

Going back to his study room, We answered two phone calls and red to ani international e-mail. When finally had some time, he went wards the window. Gazing in the chance, when his eyes came back to tee yard, Westley spotted Gabrielle thee ‘Waah, Gabrielle ou surely know how to fool someonWestley pursed his lips as he kepkitching her. ‘I guess she was taking Blackboo to the garden house to bask in the sun. But, no. She is right here. sitting on the swing with Blackboo in her arms in this stinging cold.’

Gabrielle was swinging from time to time, hugging Blackboo with one hand while answering the phone with the other.

It was Benny on the other end of the line. Jax had informed him about Emily’s brutality towards Gabrielle. So, he called to ask about it.

“I’m fine, Benny. I just got a bruise and

bled a little, nothing more. In short. I am not going to die for the time being. 50, thanks for your concern.” Haw Gabrielle behaved towards Benny was completely Teliant on Sloane Orelse, she could become the unforgiving person shor never brei.

“How can I be good towards the person who pushed Sloane into the mua? “God! I’m blessed to wow that you’re fine. Gabrielle.” Alda pause, Denny started again, “Slage…” However, the otst word that left Benny’s mouth leinabrielle exasperated. “Don’t care abdo her. Your self should be the only important thing you should worry about.” When Gabrielle finished, she felt her anger dissipating as something heavy and warm covered her shoulders, diverting her attention. She turned around, and her heart skipped a beat. Westley was standing behind her, trying his worst to set the blanket over her i

“Did I not tell you that it’s cold outside? I hope you don’t want to get sick and go to the hospital again,” Westley said, spoiling the heart touching trance Gabrielle was in.

*Gabrielle, is it Mr. Mūrnis? Please, ICE ME talk to him.” Renny could recognize Westley’s voice. he didn’t hesitate while askine

Gabrielle looked at the phone in bo hand and then glanced back at Wes “Benny wants to speak to you? you want to answer!”

Westley slowly shook his

shook his id, looking away. “No.”

“Sorry, Benny. Bye!”Piore even Listening to Benny’s protest Gabrielle hung up the phone “Benny miatt be freaking out of stress, Gabrielle hought. He was trying to reach out to Westley to talk about Estelle, but Westley was completely ignoring him.

“Thank you, Westley.” Gabrielle looked down shyly, pulling the blanket above her shoulder. She also wrapped Blackbon in it with her

But Westley had his face expressionless as he stared at her. “Basking the sun in the cold winter wind! I’m impressed, Gabrielle.”

Gabrielle

didn’t misunderstand the

visible sarcasm in his tone and words.

But, of course, she knew that he cared about her. That was why he brought a bandet for her

Alter H ent of silence, Gabrielle looked at him again. “Westley. why do You and Benny seem to be on bad terms Is there something wrong?” Gabriele asked, the uneasiness covering her

Without a doubt, Westley’s atitude towards Henny spoke that omething was off between them. “Nothing. I don’t want to talk to Benny So, ignore him fcd now on, okay?” raising his eye pws, Westley asked Gabrielle solengoy

“I will. Don’t worry.” Gabrielle felt a bit upset as she continued “He brought Sloane to this state. I hate talking with him tõu. So, I won’t talk to him.”

After taking in a deep breath, Gabrielle contemplated a question in her mind before asking. “Westley, can you ask some authoritative doctors to check on Sloane?” Gabrielle was a bit hesitant when she asked for it.

She knew she was asking for something too much, but for Sloane’s sake, Gabrielle neded Westley’s help.

“Leave it to me. I’ll invite the best doctor in the world to treat her. So, if you’re satisfied enough, I want you to take good care of yourself, Gabrielle.” Westley almost shook his head. He felt Gabrielle had too much time to worry about others that she couldn’t manage to care aboute herself.

‘And, now, Blackboo has successfully distracted Gabrielle off herselbewestley glared at the pup, sitting Gabrielle’s lap. He was regretting theday he asked Tucker to send a dog hrje

“I will. It’s just a brise. It will heal soon. * Grazing her fingers through Blackboo’s fur, Gabrielle suddenly remembered. “Do you have Tucker’s number?” She felt bad that she hadn’t thanked Tucker yet. She didn’t even have his number or Twitter to contact him.

“Yes. Why?” Westley coldly asked in a low voice.

“Please give me his number or other contact details. He gave me Blackboo. So, I want to thank him.” Gabrielle patted

the pup in her lap. “Also, I can ask him for tips on tausing Blackboo well.” Gabrielle said innocently.