Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 558

Naturally, Gabrielle was like any other women who had beautiful dreams when it came to her marriage life.

However, when this all happened, it was like the reality had poured cold water on her, which left her pained and helpless. Contrary to her imagination and dream, there was no prince who loved her nor was she given an illusory fairytale wedding. She was forced to take part in a scapegoat marriage instead with a man that she did not love at all. What was more, she thought that her life was destined to be a living hell from then on since the man was the well-known living Yama in Antawood.

However, now, the Yama was no longer a cold and ruthless person and even became a love-struck fool towards his wife who couldn't live without her for even a moment.

That was why it was said that all people had good side in them even if they didn't display it. What you needed was more time to find out more about him or her, and then they would give you different surprises.

"What about now?" Westley asked curiously.

He wanted to know about how Gabrielle's ideal marriage life was like. He couldn't guess it since he was not the type of person who would fantasize things like that.

"Everything is fine now. After all, I have a husband who loves me very much, who is capable, strong and handsome. He can give me whatever I want and can make me feel very happy. Although my previous thoughts are different, people can never catch up with the God's way of creating life for us. We can't just escape from the fate's plan for us, right?" Gabrielle rambled on with her jokes.

Listening to this, Westley burst out laughing, saying that her words were confusing and illogical.

Gabrielle shook her head with the offended look. "Westley, you can't be so unreasonable. A man should be generous and ignore the trivial matters that don't matter much."

Gabrielle tried to use this method to dismiss his query, so as not to accidentally say something unpleasant to make him angry.

"I am generous, but it's not wrong for men to focus on such trivial things since they matter. Now, tell me. I want to know how you dreamt of your ideal husband at the very beginning. Is there any big difference between your ideal husband and me?" Westley questioned this way on purpose. Based on his words and tone, it was obvious that he was a little jealous.

However, Westley didn't care. If he was jealous of a man who might not exist, so be it because he just wanted to know what kind of quality that imaginary man had yet he didn't have.

"Westley, what on earth do you want? I'm telling you that he is definitely not as good as you and it's the truth." Gabrielle held his hand and stroke it in an attempt to coax him.

Westley was a man who was easy to be coaxed when it came to Gabrielle. He only needed to listen to some nice words and any grievance he had would dissipate. After all, there was always a little boy in the heart of a man. He would lose his temper and be angry if things didn't go his way, but all he needed was comfort from her.

"Is it really the truth?" Westley asked again in disbelief.

Gabrielle was becoming more and more naughty. Westley knew that his wife was an intelligent little fox who was as scheming as him. She knew what to do to make him believe her.

"In my heart, I have always thought that you are my perfect husband. Do you want me to think of another man to answer that question then?" As expected, Gabrielle took out a trick up her sleeve.

She really regretted bringing up such an unpleasant topic in the first place. Now, she had to try hard to divert the topic.

"No, you must only have me in your heart and only think about me. You don't need to think about other men," Westley retorted unhappily.

He didn't want any other men to be in Gabrielle's mind. He had to be the only one occupying her pretty head!

"Then, let's stop talking about this. We have to go to buy something so that we can cook

dinner as soon as possible." Gabrielle was secretly overjoyed in her heart. As expected, Westley just needed a little coaxing to distract him.