Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 733

Gabrielle stuffed herself at dinner a little bit tonight. After dinner, she took a shower, brushed her teeth, and got ready for bed,

but sleep eluded her. She decided to chat with Star and the others for a while and then sat by the window and gazed at the

snowy sight outside 

The snow rendered the landscape all white, making it glow in the soft moonlight. Gabrielle felt like she was staring at a frozen

dreamland, and she was at peace and content being its spectator.

Westley took a blanket and draped it over her shoulders. Then, he held her in his arms and watched the outside view with her.

"Beautiful, isn't it?” putting his chin on her shoulder, Westley whispered in Gabrielle's ear.

"It is. It looks quite different during the daytime, but it's gorgeous all the same. I can barely drag my eyes away," Gabrielle sighed.

Daylight and nighttime painted the scenery in different hues, but neither affected its beauty. se

"Well, you don't plan on staring out the window all night, do you? You still need to sleep," Westley could not help teasing her.

"I don't. I'm just not sleepy yet. I was waiting for you to finish your work so that we could go to bed together. Are you quite done?" _

Gabrielle inquired. ’ I

Westley would have come for Gabrielle early if Alvin had not sent him some important documents to go through

"So.my wife has been here waiting for me. I'm so sorry I took such a long time." Westley truly felt guilty about it. He had told

Gabrielle to go to bed and not to wait up for him as he left earlier. But she just could not fall asleep, and now she was sitting by

the window and staring into the icy world outside, waiting for him to return.

He could not help feeling moved , I I

"It's okay. The beautiful icy scenery is here to keep me company anyway.” Gabrielle smiled.

"So you're really here to watch the snow and just happen to wait for me,to come back?" Westley asked on purpose.

"No, silly. I was really waiting for you and then decided to watch the snow while I did. It's so lovely that it kind of kept me wide

awake.” Sensing the awkwardness in the air, Gabrielle immediately changed her words.

"A little too late on that explanation, Mrs. Morris. Get ready for Mr. Morris' punishment." Westley stood up and carried Gabrielle

toward the bed a i: .

"Go easy on your wife, Mr. Morris. We're going skiing tomorrow." Plopping down on the bed, Gabrielle reminded him.

Tomorrow would be a full day of physical exercise. If she were to bear his punishment tonight, then she would mot be able to go

skiing tomorrow

“What are you trying to tell me, Mrs. Morris?" Westley leaned over and confined her in his arms, teasing her.

“I'm just saying that we need to get some good night's sleep tonight so that we won't be too exhausted tomorrow to go skiing."

Gabrielle was not folding to her husband's advances. She did not want him to get so spent doing it tonight and then be unable to

go skiing tomorrow.

 

. The reason she wanted to visit the snowy city in the first place was to experience skiing. Tomorrow was a chance, and she would not miss it.

“Actually, tomorrow isn't the only time we can go skiing. If we can't do it tomorrow, then we'll do it the day after."

“Well, I don't want to do it the day after tomorrow. We've discussed this. We're going skiing tomorrow, and that's final. I've been

building my excitement toward it since our first day here, and I'm not going to let you ruin it." Realizing what Westley meant to

happen, Gabrielle opposed him immediately.

Was this supposed to be a practical joke? They could go skiing the day after tomorrow if they could not make it tomorrow? What

if they could not make it the day after tomorrow either? Should they just go skiing after that then? Gabrielle knew that there

would not be an issue as long as the snow did not melt in three days.

But it certainly would not be the same for her without the hype and enthusiasm. She had been looking forward to the activity,

and she and Westley could not stay in this city forever. She did not want to go back to Antawood without feeling the scrape of the

snow beneath her feet and the cold burn of the icy wind in her cheeks.

“Gabrielle...” Westley called her name in a flirtatious voice deliberately.

Normally, she would have surrendered instantly, but tonight, she was particularly determined to have things her way.