Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Put On An Apron For Him In Person

Gabrielle snapped back to reality and lightly shook her head. She turned her gaze toward the ingredients on the table.

She was to prepare five dishes and ones

The soup was still stewing in tlo pot. The four dishes were ready, bugthe fifth one still had its ingredients the table. “There’s still the chicken wings with honey sauce. If you don’t want to prepare it, I will.” Qvibrielle thought that it might be a little difficult for Westley to cook a meat dish. She had already prepped and pickled the wings and put them in the fridge, but she still doubted that he could handle it.

“Come here.” Westley smiled at her.

“Let me do it.” Gabrielle walked over to the fridge and took the wings out. She took Westley’s response as an agreement for her to cook,

“Bring me an apron,” Westley suddenly ordered It was only then that Gabrielle realized that he wanted to prepare the wings himself. She set the plate of wings on the counter and stared at him and his immaculate white shirt and well-pressed black slacks. His entire outfit was not suitable for a hot kitchen.

Then, her eyes darted to his tie. He wao wearing the one she gave him again. She considered asking him to change the next day. After all, wearing the saine one tie for several consecutive das was not what a dashing CEO would do. His sharp eyed employees would aidicule him in private.

“Westley…”

“Just bring me an apron, Gabrielle, or take off yours and put it on me.” Seeing that she was uneasily staring at him, Westley flashed Gabrielle a cold look.

Gabrielle originally planned to remind him to change and wear another one tie but she decided to talk about that after the dinner. @

She went and grabbed an apron for him, which was black and white. “Here you go, ” she said and handed the apron to Westley.

Standing this close to him, Gabrielle realized that he was so tall. She would not be able to put the apron on him with him standing upright.

“My hands are greasy. Put it on me,” Westley said impatiently.

He wanted her to put the apron on her “Fine. Lower your head then,”Gabrielle replied after thinking for Westley bent forward mid let Gabrielle put the apron on hings. Wait, take off my tie and put it on the table.”

Gabrielle took off his tie and put it in the pocket of her apron. Seeing how carelessly she handled the tie, Westley was a little annoyed.

“Don’t put it in the pocket. You’ll wrinkle it. Set it flat somewhere safe. Then come back and tie my apron.” Westley barked one order after another.

Gabrielle wanted to roll her eyes at him.

Could he at least ask nicely? Yes, he was the boss of a company, but he was not in the office right now and she was not his employee.

All the same, Gabrielle did as he said. She took the tie and stepped out of the kitchen. When she came back, she was smiling at Westley.

“Where’s my tie?” Westley glanced at her hand and found it empty. She was flashing him a toothy grin, which meete him suspicious. 1

“I put it away like you asked Beriously. Westley, why is that tie so inportant to you? Is it because it’s adfift from me?” Gabrielle asked, tring at him knowingly.

Westley’s face instantly darkened. He averted his gaze and cleared his throat. He decided he would not dignify that question with a response.

“Just come here and fix my apron, will you?” Westley muttered, hoping that Gabrielle would drop the subject.

She shrugged, walked over, and stood in front of him. They were standing close enough to each other to share breath.

Gabrielle reached out and straightened Westley’s apron. She dipped her chin, hoping that he would not notice the ridiculous rush of blood to her cheeks.

“Okay. Turn around,” Gabrielle said anxiously. Westley did not say anything but stared at her red face.

She was acting like she was worried that he could not handle a simple recipe for chicken wings. What gave her that impression anyway?