Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 305

The slap made a vibrating noise that cascaded across the room. Westley was caught off guard while he was about to kiss her lips.

Westley thought that Gabrielle slapped him because she had woken up. He was afraid that she had slapped him over the fact that he so badly wanted to kiss her.

Fortunately, that was not the case.

There were no signs of Gabrielle waking up. She was fast asleep even after hitting him. Hell, she even had a smile pasted on her face.

One could only assume that she might have had a nightmare. She might have dreamt about successfully killing a fiend, hence, her reaction.

This teacup of a woman always had a way to put his interests elsewhere. He had lost all willingness to kiss her but still held her in his arms until he fell asleep.

It was as if they were two peas in a pod. Gabrielle had this reflex to shrink into his arms whenever he would try to lie down.

Westley was proud beyond words.

He was ecstatic as well. He held Gabrielle in his arms and soon thereafter, drifted off to dreamland.

Gabrielle had a dreamless night but still, she slept comfortably. It was the norm that she would wake up in the morning without Westley lying next to her. He had this habit of getting up early to do workout.

Immediately after getting dressed, she walked down the staircase. As soon as she set her foot downstairs, Blackboo overenthusiastically ran to her.

"Good morning, Blackboo!" Gabrielle stopped to scoot down and give him a pat on the head.

"Woof, woof, woof!" Blackboo barked at her.

The dog looked famished.

"Are you hungry? Hold on, let me get you some milk!" She went into the kitchen to fetch some milk, and then sat down for a little and watched Blackboo hungrily devour the milk she had prepared.

The sun looked enticing from the window. Halfway through feeding, Gabrielle took Blackboo into her arms, as if he was her child and let him out to bask under the morning sun.

From the swing where she and Blackboo sat, Gabrielle had a perfectly good view of Westley on his early morning run.

Westley often started his day doing sports in the gym or running around the yard.

His towering height stood out in the yard as he went on with his workout.

Under the warmth of the morning sun, Westley was sweating quite heavily as he ran. He felt incredible.

A man as debonair as him working out so very early in the morning was indeed a sight to see. He looked so fucking hot it was almost otherworldly.

"Blackboo, look! Westley is running." Gabrielle talked to her pet in a singsong voice. She gave him a pat on the head to show him.

As if on command, Blackboo turned to look at her husband. He howled with the utmost enthusiasm when he caught glimpse of Westley. The dog was so excited to run to him, he started wriggling his legs, an indication that he wanted to get down to the ground.

"Woof, woof, woof..." Blackboo's anticipation grew by the minute.

Looking at her dog's protruding belly, Gabrielle decided that it was a great idea to let him run around. He could definitely use the exercise.

In a hot minute, she finally let Blackboo go.

"Go ahead and look for Westley," she said as she playfully spanked his round bum.

As soon as he was able to get on his feet, Blackboo ran towards Westley's direction. He chased after him with his adorably short legs, twisting his heavy bottom. The excitement in him could barely be contained.

Seeing this convinced Gabrielle, more than ever, that Blackboo would willingly abandon anyone and take Westley as his new mother.

After all, the first person a newborn saw after leaving the comfort of its mother would without a doubt become their guardian by default.

"Slow down, Blackboo. Wait for me!" Gabrielle exclaimed, her voice filled with worries.

Despite the little guy's

heavy weight and seemingly short legs, he ran like a cheetah. He was nowhere near as slow as other dogs who had even longer legs than him.