Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 715

 

Gabrielle desired that outcome. She intended to let them lay low. -

"Gabrielle, is everything okay?" Joseph asked Gabrielle concernedly. 

When they first learned that Holly was about to stab vere they didn't believe it. They had not anticipated Holly

becoming unscrupulous for love. Fortunately, Gabrielle was 'not injured, or else Holly and the Edwards family would

not have survived. .

Westley had never exhibited a flaw. He now had one and Yad grown _even tougher and crueler as a result of his

relationship with Gabrielle.

Whoever attempted to hurt Gabrielle would undoubtedly exact severe retribution. -

It would be Holly's fate if she could confidently endure his retaliatory measures. . _

"It's fine. I'm alright at the moment. I was initially terrified. I'm perfectly OK with Westley accompanying me. Keep

it a secret from anybody outside the resort. This is nota good thing.” Gabrielle asked them to do so.

That was because she did not want this type of thing to spread, and it was not the right thing to tell others that she had nearly lost her life. 

Because of this, Gabrielle had no intention of disclosing it to-anybody else. It was really too humiliating.

"We give you our word. No one will know of it.” Theyall concurred with Gabrielle. 

However, it was not an event worthy of attention. It was unhécessary to publicize it. 

They would keep the events that transpired at the resort a Secret from the outside world. 

“Westley, what's your next move?" Gabrielle asked Westley. 

“Simply lock her here and send someone to guard her, ere Remove everything that can tempt her to commit suicide. I will not allow her to die that easily. We're about-t6 return home." Westley didn't even want to look at her again. He was about to leave with Gabrielle's hand in his. 

"Okay. I'll delegate it to someone now. You two should return and recuperate. Gabrielle was terrified today. Tonight, get to bed early." Joseph gave his word.

“Sure.” Westley walked out of the room, holding Gabrielle's hand. 

“Would you like me to lift you up or carry you on my back?! Westley asked when they were outside the house.

“I'm OK. Actually, | don't require that. I'd like to walk with you." Gabrielle softly clasped his hand in hers and spoke expectantly.

Westley had not foreseen her wanting to walk home. He was concerned about her health and shifted his gaze to her with concern. “Gabrielle, can you do it? You're worrying me."

“IT was first astounded, but am now completely OK. I'd want to take a leisurely stroll down the resort with you. Is that okay?" Gabrielle winked at him, behaving childishly.

Westley approved it He took her hand in his and led her ahead, their fingers interlocked.

Although Novo Resort was recognized for its hot springs, the resort's natural landscape was superior. It was much more amazing and magnificent at night, when the bright lights shone.

“Westley, I am in for the walk. I'm no longer sad or anxious," Gabrielle said while strolling.

Westley could tell she was in a better mood, which made him feel better.

“Westley, how will you handle Holly?" Gabrielle couldn't refrain from asking.

Gabrielle saw Holly's conduct just now. Although she had no compassion for her, she was curious about Westley's plans for Holly.

Westley extended his hand and touched her temple. "Gabrielle, if you believe me, don't be concerned about that. I'll take care of it."

Gabrielle planned to respond, but upon hearing his words, she nodded genuinely. "Westley, I bet it can't get out of

your hands. I won't ask that anymore."

 

“Gabrielle, as I already stated, I am a harsh man. Whoever dares to provoke me will suffer the consequences.

Furthermore, Holly attempted to harm the person I care about the most this time. How am to reconcile with her?"

Westley's eyes were brimming with malice. Gabrielle felt the ferocity.

 

Gabrielle was well aware of how much Westley adored her and despised Holly. She decided to leave it to him.

 

She wouldn't give a damn about how he punished Holly. She was deserving. She would garner no compassion.

 

"Am I scaring you?" inquired Westley, cradling her face in his hands, in hushed tones.