Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 43

Gabrielle didn't sleep well and had a lot of exhausting nightmares. In her nightmares, she was followed by frightening monsters or crushed underneath massive stones, unable to breathe. Throughout the time, she felt uneasy.

Finally, she dreamt that her brother, Bryce, had returned. He apologized to her and pleaded for her forgiveness in the dream, but he still planned to leave with Nellie. He confessed to her that he had feelings for Nellie.

Gabrielle screamed and wailed, but she couldn't catch up to Bryce.

"Bryce, please don't leave me here!"

She kept calling out his name but to no avail.

Gabrielle awoke with a jolt. A powerful shaft of sunshine streamed in through the window. It took her some time to adjust before she opened her eyes and looked about.

She was in her room at the Vineyard Villa, which also served as her and Westley's marital residence.

What had occurred the night before was running through her head like a movie sequence.

She remembered Westley bursting in rage towards the end, and how she pleaded with him in vain. Despite the fact that both of them were in their right minds, Westley made love to her.

How was that possible?

Gabrielle ripped the quilt roughly and with conflicting feelings. It was impossible for her to get a hold of herself.

The two of them had sex twice before as a result of Wendy and Miley's scheme, but Westley did it last night in a rational frame of mind.

What was Westley thinking?

Gabrielle's phone rang while she was deep in thought. When she grabbed it, she saw a phone call from Mia.

It dawned on her that she had made a dinner reservation with Micheal for six o'clock in the evening today, and it was already half past two. Westley viciously tormented her the night before, so she was fatigued and didn't get up till today.

"Miss Robinson," she acknowledged. Gabrielle attempted to regain her composure and answered the phone calmly.

"Hi, Miss Jones! I've reserved a table for you at a restaurant. You may go to the location specified by the address. I sent you a message on WeChat but received no response. I was concerned that you could have missed it, and so I phoned you. Did I disturb you?"

Mia and her brother both liked Gabrielle, so Mia was prepared to arrange for Gabrielle and her brother to date.

"No, you didn't. Thank you very much." Gabrielle was pleased that Mia had saved her the hassle of picking a restaurant.

Mia was, after all, Micheal's sister, and she was well aware of his preferences. She would undoubtedly choose his favorite restaurant.

"Why are you being so formal with me, Miss Jones? After all, I'm to blame. You wouldn't have fallen into the river if I hadn't acted carelessly that night. You may also call me Mia like my brother does. Please don't address me as Miss Robinson, otherwise, I'll feel as if I'm a stranger. " Mia had a flexible personality and had no problems getting along with the others.

"All right."

"Are you feeling ill, Miss Jones? Your voice sounds somewhat different than normal," a concerned Mia said.

"I'm perfectly well. I had just taken a snooze. My throat is a bit scratchy."

"That's excellent! In advance, I wish you and my brother a wonderful dinner." Mia hung up immediately after she uttered that.

She checked the address Mia sent her and saw the restaurant's name was Beautiful Encounter Restaurant.

She thought it was a lovely name, and she liked it.

"Is this something you would typically think of as a hangout or your house? Do you think you have the right to come and leave as you please? And if I won't allow you to go out today, I'll see if you can still go out. Westley planned to approach Gabrielle with a better attitude, but she was so careless that she caused him to lose his cool.

He went to work in the morning, but the more he thought about what transpired the night before, the more distracted he got. He returned around midday, waiting for Gabrielle to awaken. He intended to have a pleasant conversation with her.

It was the first time in his life that he felt uneasy for someone, but this woman didn't appear to care.

"All right, let's talk!" Westley's domineering demeanor irritated Gabrielle.

Westley was always arrogant and condescending. The others seemed to have no option but to obey him.

She had to listen to him now that she had become the scapegoat. She couldn't completely reject him.

"Gabrielle, about last night..."

"I want to express my thoughts about what happened last night, Westley. We're both adults and, technically, married. This isn't the first time something like this has occurred between us when we weren't in love. Take it as an accident, even if this is the first time two of us have had intercourse while conscious. Don't take anything too seriously. So long as you don't cause any problems for the Jones Group, I won't hold you accountable. I'm sure the abrupt drop in Jones Group stock has something to do with you. Is it possible for you to comply with my request? " She spoke all she had to say all at once.

Westley's expression suddenly darkened. He had intended to compensate her with material and money, but he didn't anticipate her to trade it for the stock price of the Jones Group.

It was really ironic.

She was reared as a servant by the Jones, yet she was very devoted to them. He had serious doubts that when Wendy drugged him for the first time, she was complicit in the crime. She wasn't at all blameless.

"Gabrielle, do you truly believe the Jones Group can be saved now that you've slept with me? Don't be that gullible. You are not that valuable!" Westley headed to his study after he said that.

He had been concerned about her for a long time, but to his astonishment, she was prepared to trade her body for the stock price of the Jones Group. What a foolish woman!