Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 98

Westley cared a lot about Gabrielle, and Remy knew it all too well—that was why he continued to tell him about her. He knew that Westley couldn't hide his concern for her.

If Gabrielle didn't mean anything to Westley, then he wouldn't have saved her from the old beast she was trapped with, neither would he have personally tortured him.

That was more than enough evidence to prove to Remy that he wouldn't just shrug it off.

And so he came clean and told Westley everything.

"What do you mean, Remy?" Westley glanced over at him.

Remy replied with a small smile, "I just told you what happened to Gabby. You can do what you like with that information."

"Yeah, whatever." Westley kept quiet and decided to ignore him.

The silence made Remy realize that he was waiting for him to continue.

"What? What are you talking about? Westley's wife was injured and is still undergoing treatment? Who did it? Was it a case of domestic violence? And Westley asked us to get drinks instead of going home to his wife! What an idiot!" Jonas commented loud enough for Westley to hear him.

Westley was pissed at the comment. He knew that Jonas was one of the few people who would dare call him an idiot to his face.

Jonas didn't hold back at all, cursing and calling him all sorts of names.

Remy respected Jonas for his bravery. Earlier when he had heard, he thought that Westley had beat her, but he could only scold him secretly, not daring to say it to his face.

"Domestic violence? What proof do you have, Jonas?" The atmosphere made Westley decide that he didn't want to drink anymore, so setting down his glass, he got up to leave.

"I might be wrong but the Westley I know would not lay his hands on a woman, especially not his own wife. That would be truly evil. Oh come on Westley, where are you going?" As Jonas started drinking another glass of wine, he saw that Westley was leaving.

Having heard enough insults from Jonas, Westley completely ignored him and walked out of the bar.

"Hey, we're not done yet," Jonas called out, hoping it would convince him to stay back for a bit longer.

"Let him go; his wife needs him. I'll drink with you. We're bachelors, so we get to enjoy our night! Let's get wasted!" Remy grabbed Jonas's arm and led him away.

'This drunk guy needs to stop talking, otherwise Westley might just beat him up.'

"Alright, fine. But you're a doctor, don't you have any surgeries to perform tomorrow?" As far as Jonas was concerned, Remy the doctor always had work to do at the hospital.

"Nah, don't worry about my work. I've got it covered. Are you drinking or should we just call it a night?" Jonas was already wasted, and Remy could clearly see it.

"Let's get hammered!"

Outside the bar, Westley leaned against the wall, in no hurry to leave. He was smoking a cigarette and waiting for Alvin to come pick him up.

Although he had a high alcohol tolerance, and could hold his alcohol well, the few glasses of wine he had left him feeling tipsy. He had a well-built figure and looked really handsome leaning against his car, smoking.

A lot of women found him attractive and would have approached him, but the icy look in his eyes made them stay away.

He had just put out his cigarette when Alvin pulled up.

"Mr. Morris, what happened? You finished early. Or was it me who came late?" Sighting the cigarette butt Westley dropped, Alvin knew that his boss had been waiting for a while.

He should have come earlier to drive him home.

"It's okay. Is Carol home yet?" Westley asked as he got into the car, choosing to not blam

e Alvin for coming late.