Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 478

Westley punched Bryce twice. Both times, Westley meant to teach him a lesson on behalf of Gabrielle. The first punch was because Bryce didn't treat Gabrielle well in the past. He took advantage of her kindness and never gave anything back. The second punch was for the time Bryce ran away like a coward, leaving all the responsibilities of the Jones family behind and letting Gabrielle suffer the consequences of his actions.

Despite what others believed, Westley wasn't a man given in to violence. He wasn't always so easily provoked, but Bryce was an entirely different matter. Westley couldn't help himself when it came to Gabrielle—something that shocked Bryce. He didn't expect Westley to cherish Gabrielle like this. He thought Westley would see her as a burden after marrying her.

Yet, Bryce would never tell Gabrielle about it. There was absolutely no way he was going to do that.

Bryce still couldn't believe that Westley beat him because of Gabrielle. That thought alone bothered Bryce.

It was a great humiliation for Bryce, something that he would never forget for the rest of his life. He was determined not to let Gabrielle know just how deep Westley's feelings for her were. If she ever found out, she would undoubtedly act smug towards Bryce.

Westley didn't stay long. He left immediately after that. He left Bryce to his men, who beat Bryce badly. It was the price he had to pay for stabbing Westley.

When Nellie started experiencing stomach pains, they were sent to the hospital. While they were on the way, Bryce took advantage of the situation. He jumped out of the car and escaped. Lance's men later saved him.

That was what actually happened, but he wouldn't tell Gabrielle the truth. He wanted to put all the blame on Westley.

"Bryce, you need to rest. I don't want to discuss this with you right now. I know Westley better than you. You can't convince me otherwise." Gabrielle cast a cold glance at Bryce and said nothing more. She was about to leave.

"Gabrielle, what do you mean? Are you telling me that you'd rather believe that cruel and vindictive man instead of me? Is that it?" Bryce didn't like Gabrielle's attitude. Not only was she protecting another man, she was also standing up to him. Where did she get the audacity to do that?

In the past, Gabrielle's world revolved around Bryce and only him. It didn't matter if he didn't like her back or treated her badly. Either way, she continued to adore him and basically worshipped the ground he walked on.

And now? It was as if he was looking at another person.

How could she stand up for that man? How could she glare at him like she personally took offense when he spoke badly of Westley?

Westley was Bryce's mortal enemy.

Even if Bryce didn't reciprocate Gabrielle's feelings, she shouldn't have married his nemesis. She was brought up by the Jones family, and this was how she repaid them.

"Yes! Maybe you're right, but I don't believe that Westley is cruel. I know for a fact that he's not as brutish as how you make him seem!" Gabrielle's eyes flared in anger. She raised her voice only slightly, but that was because Bryce's words frustrated her.

When Gabrielle still didn't know the actual Westley, she was also convinced that he was ruthless and cold-blooded. She used to believe all the rumors about him being dangerous.

Not long after she married him, she finally saw beyond the façade he presented to the public. Over time, she got to know him better, and she realized that he was cruel only to those who provoked him. He was a man of character and integrity, but he also had his bouts of temper. Westley had his principles, and he didn't show mercy to people who crossed him.

He was a force of nature to outsiders—a fearsome man nobody wanted to mess with. But when he was with her, he was gentle and thoughtful. With Gabrielle, Westley took off his mask and wasn't afraid to be vulnerable.

That was why Gabrielle was confident that if there was anyone who knew the real Westley, it was her.

"Gabrielle, you're such an ungrateful bitch. The Jones family raised you for twenty years, but now, look at you! You're defending our family's greatest enemy! This is how you repay our kindness? Even a dog would stay loyal to its owner, but you...."

"Bryce, shut up! You forgot one important detail—that you're the one who caused all this trouble. If it wasn't for you, Westley wouldn't have gone after the Jones family. And if I hadn't married him? The Jones Group would have already been destroyed. How dare you yell at me like this is all my fault?" Gabrielle couldn't stand it anymore. She clenched her fist. Her simmering rage erupted inside of her.

At least, she now knew what was on Bryce's mind—that she was nothing more than an ungrateful bitch who was worse than a pet dog.

She had loved him for so long, and she was always at his beck and call. Gabrielle swallowed the lump in her throat. All these years, she had been so blind!

"Gabrielle, get out of here right now. I don't want to see you!" Bryce was vibrating with anger, and he felt pain all over his body. He was sick of her presence.

"Gabrielle, are you okay? Let's go. We don't need to talk to him. This is all on me. I saved this ungrateful jerk. He doesn't know the lengths we have taken just to help him, and he can't even show a bit of gratitude. Don't mind his words." Lance came over and patted Gabrielle's shoulder. He tried to comfort her and defuse the tension too.