Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 82

The air in Mr. Smith's office was uncomfortable. Gabrielle sat on a chair in the office and Mr. Smith sat next to her. None of them spoke for some seconds before Mr. Smith finally broke the ice. "Well, I saw it. Your whole face is covered with scars, Gabrielle," he remarked as he looked at her face closely. "Did you get hurt in the fight that day? My heart aches badly on your behalf," he said as he still looked at her from head to toe.

Immediately, the alarm in her head sounded. She felt that the way he was talking to her was no longer on a teacher-to-student level. He was being unnecessarily kind which showed he wanted something else. She was not stupid enough not to know what he had in mind.

"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Smith," she said as she bowed her head slightly. "It's getting late. Let me call my mother and let her know that I will not be back in time for dinner so that they won't wait for me." Although she was confused, she quickly took out her phone from her bag and pretended as if she wanted to call her mother. But who was she going to call? She couldn't face him all by herself. By the way, he is a well-built man since he graduated from the Physical Education Institute, a sports university. He could easily overpower her if she tried to fight him on her own.

For this reason, she had to think fast and contact people who she knew could help her in this situation and wait for them to come quickly to save her. Other than that, she would die here today in the hands of Mr. Smith.

"Yes, you should do that fast. Call your mother and tell her. And as your teacher, I'll treat you to dinner. All bills on me," he agreed with her immediately. He thought that she didn't know what he was planning to do.

As it were, this ravishing young girl was sitting right next to him. They were so close that he could smell the sweet fragrance coming from her.

Needless to say, the smell emanating her body was very pleasurable. The more he inhaled the smell from her, the more aroused he felt. All he wanted to do at that very moment was to pounce on her and ride her very hard.

Gabrielle wanted to call Austin to ask for his help but unknowingly, she called Westley.

"Hello! So do you admit your mistake now?" he sneered. When she heard Westley's mocking voice, she became startled.

'Damn it! I thought I called Austin. Why is Westley answering the phone?' she asked herself silently as she peered closely at her phone before putting it back to her ear...

But at that moment, she had no choice but to continue the conversation. If not, she was going to risk being found out by Mr. Smith and it wouldn't be good for her.

It was also too dangerous to hang up and call someone else since she had already lied that she was going to call her mother.

"Hello, mom..."

"What's wrong with you, Gabrielle? Did something happen to you?" Westley was shocked to the core when he heard her refer to him as "mom". Although he doubted the fact that she was injured in the head in the past few days, he was quick to realize that she was in grave danger.

"Oh, Dad. Is that you? It's me. Actually, I called to say that I won't be home for dinner tonight. I'm..." she paused for some seconds as she held her head in her other palm. "I'm in the office of Mr. Smith in school! He said he has something to talk about with me and it might end very late. So you don't have to wait for me." She intentionally stressed the words "Mr. Smith" so that Westley would know where exactly she was.

"All right. Wait for me. I'm on my way," he told her resolutely so that she would know that he had already gotten the message.

Gabrielle felt very relieved after the call. She knew that he would come to save her, and there was no need for her to be afraid.

By any means whatsoever, this man could make her feel safe.

"Are you done making the call, Gabrielle?" Mr. Smith asked as he sat a little closer to her. They were so close right now that their clothes touched.