Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 392

Westley glanced at the location and found that Gabrielle wasn't at Champs Hotel. He had driven her there earlier.

'Why is she near the central street right now?'

Thus, Westley decided to call her.

"Westley? What's up?" Gabrielle answered.

"Why are you there?" he asked.

Gabrielle leaned against a lamppost at the pavement in order to relax herself.

"Nothing, really. I just wanted to shop around the area. Are you about to get off work?" Gabrielle responded.

Naturally, she wasn't going to tell Westley that Jackson kicked her out of the car. It would be too embarrassing to admit something like that.

Westley was her husband.

She was worried that he would make trouble for Jackson if he were to find out that Jackson kicked her out of the car.

Mentioning it would be totally unnecessary.

"Stay there. I'm going to your location." Having said that, he disconnected from the call.

Gabrielle stared at her phone and smiled. 'Westley is really worried about me, huh?'

Not long after, she found a bench nearby and sat down, waiting for him to pick her up.

About half an hour later, he finally showed up. His towering height cast a shadow above her.

"I'm here, my love," said Westley.

"Hi there, stranger, are you asking me out?"

Gabrielle asked with a straight face.

Upon hearing her say that, Westley was stunned for a moment before he realized what she meant.

She was role playing with him.

Aside from her fanciful dreams of becoming a jewelry designer, she also had an interest in acting.

"Hey there, Miss Beautiful, wanna have dinner with me?" Westley played along with her game.

Suddenly, Gabrielle burst into laughter. She never thought that someone as stern and standoffish as him would play along with her crazy theatrics.

She initially assumed that he would refuse to play these games.

"Why do you want to ask me out?" Gabrielle was quite enjoying this game.

If Westley hadn't played along with her show, she wouldn't have been so into it. Now that he was going along with it, her interest was ignited even stronger.

"I can do anything you want. Just say the word." The way he was looking at her was filled with affection.

Westley stood before Gabrielle while she was sitting on a bench. It was as if they were merely talking about business on the roadside.

If someone were to look at them and see their backs, that person would immediately assume how handsome Westley was, and how beautiful Gabrielle appeared. This couple was so attractive that passersby couldn't resist the urge to look at them.

"People are looking at us," Gabrielle said to him.

"Isn't this what you wanted?" Westley teased with a smirk.

"I don't like it. You're very handsome, Westley, and I'm the only one allowed to look at you. Come on! I'll treat you to dinner tonight." Gabrielle reached out for his hand.

She then raised her head and saw the smile on Westley's face.