Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 767

chapter 767 I'm Sorry 

 

Westley quickly wrote down a detailed list of what they needed, noting the colors and sizes. 

 

"Here you go. Thank you" Westley handed it over.

 

"You're welcome, Mr. Morris. If there's anything else, please don't hesitate to call me." The butler made sure to double-check the

 

list with Westley before leaving,

 

As soon as he left, Gabrielle slightly frowned. It made her feel bad. She thought it wasn't a good thing to cause trouble for other

 

people, especially that they were staying in someone else's place. 

 

Their luggage was brought to the hotel and they were temporarily staying at the Schmidt mansion. Because of the heavy snow,

 

they couldn't go out and get their essentials. It was not safe for them to drive recklessly in an unfamiliar city. What's more, the place was all covered with thick snow. 

So, the safest option was to ask the butler for help. 

 

"Westley, is this really okay? It must be troublesome for him." Gabrielle asked him uneasily, hands clasped together. . 

 

"It's okay, Gabrielle. If we don't bother them with anything, they'll assume we're not comfortable enough. Wilton's going to overthink." Westley gently pinched Gabrielle's nose, trying to comfort her. This would always work when she felt distraught.

 

"It seems the two of you had a great chat earlier, right?" Gabrielle could tell from his face that he had a wonderful time chatting with Wilton. 

 

"You know me well. It felt like I was having a conversation with my grandpa." Wilton greatly reminded him of his grandfather.

 

After all, they were old friends who had a lotin common.

 

"You should've talked to him for a while longer. Isn't it a shame you came back early?" Gabrielle curiously asked.

 

"I was worried. you'd be bored alone. Your boots got wet and you couldn't make a snowman outside. It would have been lonely to

 

stay indoors all by yourself, so I came back early to accompany my dear wife," Westley replied in a sweet tone, pulling her closer towards him. 

 

"I wasn't too bad. Watching Miss Schmidt build a snowman for me is quite entertaining." Gabrielle walked towards the window

 

and gazed at Abigail. She'd already made a huge lump of snow for the body. After that, she hammered the snowball hard with a spade, as if she was venting her anger. Abigail probably imagined beating down on Gabrielle.Still, Gabrielle wasamused. is” 

 

"Gabrielle, tell me the truth. Did something happen between you and Abigail?" Westley asked her seriously. Their bouts had been