Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 35

When Miley was young, she accompanied her husband to his business meetings and various social engagements. She did this mostly so she could drink.

Very few people knew she was a heavy drinker.

Thus, at her persuasion, Westley and Gabrielle drank a lot. They also ate the nutritional soup made especially for them. Soon, the both of them were too full to keep going.

"Grandma, I can't drink anymore. I'm so drunk. It feels like my face is burning." Gabrielle put down her glass.

Westley's wine was very tasty. When she first began to drink it, she felt nothing. The more of it she drank though, the more she wanted. Soon enough, she was completely drunk.

"Well, Gabrielle, then don't drink anymore. Why don't you have some more soup? It's good for your health." Miley immediately served another bowl of soup to Gabrielle.

"Come on, Westley. Here's more for you too." Miley placed a bowl in front of him.

Although it looked and tasted good, Westley didn't want anymore. The soup smelled faintly of Chinese medicine, which Westley hated.

Westley took a look at Gabrielle, thinking, 'She really loves this soup. This must be her third bowl.

Has she had too much?

Even if she wants to make a good impression in front of Miley, she doesn't have to torture herself like this.'

"Grandma, one bowl is enough for me. I can't take another bowl," Westley said.

Seeing how happy Gabrielle was, Miley didn't care whether Westley would like another bowl or not. After all, one bowl of soup was enough to get them both drunk with desire.

"Oh well, you never listen to me. Not like Gabrielle here." She looked at Gabrielle happily.

"Is the soup tasty?" Miley asked her with a smile.

"Yes, Grandma! The soup is very good. It smells a bit like herbs. Why aren't you having any?" Gabrielle asked, sipping the soup with a faint smile.

"This soup is made specifically for you young people. I'm old and have no need for it. If you like it, you can ask the cook to make it again in the future. It's made with mutton, bones, and several Chinese medicines, which makes it smell less fishy. It has to cook for a whole morning to make it tasty. It's the perfect meal to strengthen your body after you get out of the hospital," Miley explained.

"Well, it's delicious. Thank you, Grandma,"

Gabrielle said, smiling brightly.

Gabrielle thought it was lovely that she was being so kind to them. Westley, however, thought that the old woman was up to no good.

After all, the Morris were not simple people.

"Come on, drink up. You look too thin. The Jones will think that we're bad hosts, letting you starve," Miley said, coming up with a ridiculous reason to urge Gabrielle to keep drinking.

"Grandma, I'm not thin at all. I would actually like to lose some weight," Gabrielle said.

"You don't need to lose weight. You've already lost too much. If you lose some more, you'll be bone-thin. Am I right, Westley?" Miley glanced at the reserved man.

Westley stayed quiet, lost in his thoughts.

Miley knew Westley very well.