Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 768

Chapter 768 I Can Do Anything For Her

Even though Gabrielle sounded apologetic, there was no trace of it on her face. She looked uninterested.

Obviously, she just pretended to apologize to her.

Abigail raised her arms holding the shovel with both her hands and threw it down forcefully on the snowy ground. "Take a good

look, Gabrielle! I'll smash it to bits later."

Her words and reaction didn't surprise Gabrielle anymore. For Abigail, it was already shameful enough to make a snowman for

her. She didn't want to acknowledge it, so she wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Gabrielle quickly snapped two photographs and smiled at Abigail. "Miss Schmidt, I can see how big the difference is between

your snowman and mine. You're the best at building snowmen. Since .  already took photos of it, you can do what you want. It's

a shame we'll be leaving soon... I won't be able to see it in the future, but it is such an honor to have you make me one."

Gabrielle's boastful tone freaked her out.  . 

Abigail had intended to destroy the snowman to relieve her anger, but she no longer felt compelled to do so. Gabrielle had driven

her insane to the point of murder. .

"Are you Satisfied now?!" Abigail yelled angrily. 

Gabrielle could clearly hear Abigail's roar because the distance between the snowman and the corridor was only less than ten

meters.

It was bothersome to face such an angry woman, but Gabrielle wasn't intimidated. Westley was there and she already achieved

her goal. She could leave anytime. 

If Abigail wanted to stay mad, then so be it. She had nothing to do with it anymore.

"Miss Schmidt, it doesn't matter how resentful you are. This is the nicest, gift I've received in Snowland, and I appreciate that you

poured your heart into it. I will save these photos for the rest of my life and I will remember your kindness forever." Gabrielle felt

wonderful realizing that someone like Abigail hated her but absolutely could not do anything to harm her in any way.

Even if Abigail wanted to smash her like a snowball, she didn't have the guts to do that. 

"Don't be so smug, Gabrielle!" Abigail swung the shovel up and hit the snowman in the head. Its round head rolled to the ground

and shattered into fragments almost instantly. .  , . 

"See that? This snowman wasn't made for you. I built it up so I could smash it myself. Got a problem with that? Go tell my father,

then!" Abigail threw down the shovel and tumed to leave.

Her footprints were left deep in the snow. She stomped her feet heavily. It was obvious she was so enraged by this.

"Hmm. Did I go too far this time, Westley?" Gabrielle looked at Westley, but there was no trace of guilt in her eyes.

Her husband was aware that she did everything on purpose. Westley didn't need to worry too much. He reached out and rubbed

her head. “Not at all, don't worry. Abigail's just childish."

"It's such a shame to build something only to tear it down after mere seconds." Gabrielle gazed at the busted lumps of snow.

“Let's go inside. It's so chilly here." a

"Yeah." Westley gave her a rub on the back and took her to their room.

It felt cozier inside because the heater was on. Since she was from the south and wasn't used to such weather, she was prone to

get sick under this cold weather.

"I like this room a lot." As soon as Gabrielle stepped inside, she removed her thick jacket and pressed her feet onto the carpet.

"It's no surprise that northerners enjoy staying here in the winter. They could wear short sleeves and sit in the room to see the —

snow. The sight is breathtaking.” Gabrielle tiptoed towards the window, sat on the sofa, and peeked outside.