Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 368

Gabrielle trembled in terror as she looked at the smashed photo frame on the floor. She imagined how mad Westley would be at her for ruining the photo of his beloved woman.

Seeing the photo frame crash on the floor, Westley hurried over to Gabrielle and pulled her up from the ground.

"Are you okay, Gabrielle?" he asked in alarm, grabbing her hand and examining it with care.

"I'm very sorry, Westley. I know this photo is very important to you, but I really didn't mean to smash it. But if you think I did it on purpose, you can punish me however you wish and I won't protest," Gabrielle pleaded, choking on her words. She felt very bad to have broken the frame in front of Westley.

"I'm asking if the glass hurt your hand," he growled, still examining her hand. When he saw there weren't even any scratches on it, he was relieved.

He knew she had been so careless to have broken the photo frame, but he was also happy that she hadn't hurt herself at all.

"I'm fine, Westley. I really am very sorry for breaking it," Gabrielle said in a solemn voice.

"Don't worry," Westley said, straightening up. "I'll call in Alvin to clean up this place." Then he lifted her and laid her gently on the sofa.

Pouring a glass of warm water, he handed it to her. "Have some water, Gabrielle."

"Is the photo so important to you, Westley?" she asked, taking a sip of water and glancing at him uneasily.

Westley took his phone out of his pocket. "Nothing is more important than your health," he said to her casually. "Imagine if you had hurt your hand." Then he dialed Alvin's number and asked him to come over to his office.

When Alvin came in, he looked quite surprised to see the photo frame shattered on the floor. He couldn't understand what had just happened.

"Mr. Morris, Mrs. Morris, are you all right?" he asked, throwing them a questioning glance.

Alvin felt quite guilty and uneasy. All had been fine when he had brought Gabrielle in and before Westley had returned.

"We are fine. Just clean up this place and put away all the photo frames you can find on the bookshelf," Westley replied in a calm, low voice.

He wished he had taken off Helena's photo from his office earlier.

Otherwise, such a thing wouldn't have happened.

"Alright, Mr. Morris," Alvin said and began his work at once. He cleaned the place silently and put away all the photo frames into a box.

Gabrielle was quite restless after Alvin left. She turned to look at Westley, wondering why he was doing this.

"Westley, that woman... Is she very important to you? " she asked him, her voice torn with confusion.

"That's not important now, Gabrielle. I want you to know that you're the most important person in my life and you live in my heart," Westley said earnestly, placing Gabrielle's hand on his chest.

She could feel his heart throbbing deeply through his clothes.

"Are you trying to cajole me, Westley?" Gabrielle asked, an uneasy and doubtful look on her face. She couldn't understand what he meant by telling her it was not important now.

"No, Gabrielle. I'm not trying to cajole you. I'm only expressing how I truly feel. I really should have put away that photo a long t

ime ago, but I forgot." The sincerity brimmed in Westley's voice. Having just shortly realized how much he loved Gabrielle and how much she also loved him, he didn't have enough time to put away those photos.

Moreover, he had never expected she would come to his office at this time and see the photos.