Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 330

As they were about to arrive at the bus station, Gabrielle insisted that Alvin should stop the car. She saw him hesitate before speaking to her.

"Mrs. Morris, we haven't arrived yet. Let me drop you off at the studio, not here." Alvin knew the address of her studio, and it was still a bit far. If she got off here, she would need to cross the pedestrian bridge and walk for several minutes to get to her office.

Westley specifically ordered him to make sure Gabrielle arrived safely. Alvin couldn't do that if he simply stopped the car without yet arriving at their destination. He didn't want to disobey Westley.

"Alvin, you don't have to drive me over. Your car is too conspicuous. I don't want my colleagues to see it, and it wouldn't be good for me. Please pull over right here. I promise, Mr. Morris won't blame you. He stopped around here too when he gave me a ride." Unlike last time, Gabrielle chose a drop-off point farther than the bus stop. Vivian saw her before, and Gabrielle didn't want to take any chances. She didn't want Vivian catching her again.

She chose a nearby intersection. As long as passersby didn't stop to stare at her, no one would recognize her. She could easily blend in with the crowd on their way to work.

"Mrs. Morris, I'll pull over." Alvin sighed and finally gave in. Gabrielle's reason made sense, so he stopped the car.

Alvin got out and opened the door for Gabrielle. "Mrs. Morris, it's safe to get off the car now."

Gabrielle hurriedly grabbed her bag and rushed to leave. But she missed a step and almost fell flat on her face. Fortunately for her, Alvin had quick reflexes. He held her up to break her fall.

"Mrs. Morris, are you okay?" Alvin's forehead creased with worry. He didn't know how to explain to Westley if ever something bad happened to Gabrielle while Alvin was with her. It would anger Westley for sure.

"Oh, nothing. I'm fine. Thank you, Alvin." Gabrielle straightened her back and tried to get her bearings. She bowed slightly and thanked Alvin.

"You're welcome, Mrs. Morris. Do you really not need me to drive you there? You can still change your mind, and I'll drop you off in front of the studio," Alvin asked Gabrielle again just in case she changed her mind. However, she only shook her head.

"No thank you, Alvin.

I can go there by myself. You can go back to the office now." Gabrielle slung the bag over her shoulder and slowly walked across the bridge, her shoes making clicking sounds as her heels hit the concrete road.

As soon as she arrived at the studio, Gabrielle wiped the sheen of sweat on her forehead. She then saw Lolita slumped in front of her desk, looking forlorn and in low spirits. It was rather unusual, which was why it worried Gabrielle. She walked up to Lolita and gently patted the other woman on her shoulder.

"Lolita, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Gabrielle's worries increased when she looked closer at Lolita. Lolita had dark circles under her eyes, and her face was pale.

"Nothing. I just didn't sleep well last night." Lolita's voice was low and raspy. It was easy to tell from her voice that she was feeling under the weather. Lolita closed her eyes and massaged her temples.

It wasn't just sleep. Gabrielle could tell there was something else, something Lolita wasn't telling her.

"Lolita, you don't look too well. What's going on?" Gabrielle pulled a chair and sat beside Lolita, running her hand up and down Lolita's back to comfort her.

After all, Gabrielle and Lolita were sort of best friends at work. It was perfectly natural for Gabrielle to worry after seeing the other woman look ill.

"Gabrielle, I'm fine. I stayed with Mr. Foster to work overtime for two days and then went to have a big meal. I ate too much barbecue last night and didn't sleep well because of diarrhea." Lolita finally raised her eyes to Gabrielle, and she knew Lolita was telling the truth.

"Hey, that's pretty serious. You could get dehydrated. How about I take you to the hospital now?" Gabrielle noticed that Lolita's lips were dry and cracked.

"It's okay. I'm fine now. I didn't sleep well. That's why I'm a little sleepy now. I'll just take a rest here for a while. Please wake me up if someone comes to see me." Lolita bent over the table and rested her head on her arms.

Gabrielle breathed a sigh of relief. She knew what kind of woman Lolita was. She meant what she said. She wasn't one of those women whose words and actions didn't match.

If she said she was fine, then there was nothing to worry about her

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Gabrielle leaned back on her chair. It seemed like it wasn't a big deal at all.

Still, it bothered her that Lolita had to work overtime with Jason for two days in a row. Then, he invited her for a meal. Was there something going on between them?