Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 12

Gabrielle wasted no time and went down to join Westley in the car. Just as she had expected, as soon as she saw him, he cast her a cold glare from the driver's seat.

 

The moment she opened the door, she felt numb as cold shivers ran up and down her body.

 

"Westley, I'm sorry that you had wait for me." Gabrielle fastened her seat belt immediately and kept silent as she didn't want to annoy him anymore.

 

"Gabrielle, are you happy now?"

 

Westley's cold voice froze Gabrielle.

 

Was she irritating Westley again?

 

"Westley, I don't understand what you are talking about."

 

Gabrielle turned to look at his face and found his lips pursed tightly which implied that he was indeed furious.

 

She knew why Westley was angry, but she chose to pretend to be clueless.

 

It was never a good thing to be too smart in front of him.

 

"Really? Gabrielle, you really are something!

 

You can put on a good show in front of my grandmother, but you don't have to put up an act in front of me. I know who you are and you disgust me!" Without even considering Gabrielle's feelings at all, he uttered the harshest words to her.

 

After all, it was Bryce who took Nellie away from him. Why couldn't he make Gabrielle suffer a little?

 

Besides, there wasn't even a single person he respected in the entire Jones.

 

Gabrielle knew that her brother had eloped with Westley's fiancee, but he did so out of their mutual willingness. It was the responsibility of Bryce and Nellie together. Why did he blame Bryce alone when Nellie was also the one to be blamed?

 

"Westley, I know that you don't want to see my family. If you want I can just get off here and I'll tell your grandmother that I don't want to go," Gabrielle said angrily.

 

She had been silently enduring his abuse for so long, not because she didn't have any self-respect, but because she wanted to make it up to Westley on her brother's behalf. Moreover, she didn't want to have any conflicts with Westley.

 

Unfortunately, this time he had crossed the line and she could no longer keep her temper at bay.

 

Westley glanced at her coldly. "Do I look stupid to you? Do you think I can't see that you're going to spin up some sob story to my grandmother about how I bullied you again? Were you going to tell her that I was the one who forced you to say that?"

 

"Westley, I don't want to argue with you anymore. You can either let me down here or you can drop me off at the nearest intersection once you get out of Vineyard Villa, so I can go back to my family by myself," Gabrielle replied in a bitter tone.

 

Despite her usual good demeanor, she couldn't bear to hear such harsh words from Westley again and again.

 

"Gabrielle, are you planning on giving my grandmother more reasons to scold me?" said Westley, gritting his teeth in anger.

 

Miley had already spoken to Tobias Jones on the phone earlier on. If Westley didn't show up at their home with Gabrielle, all hell would break loose.

 

"It's not like you haven't dropped me in the middle of nowhere me before," Gabrielle murmured.

 

"What did you say?"

 

"Nothing! Do you want me to go and talk to your Grandma?"

Suddenly, Gabrielle softened her tone and looked back at him gently.

 

This time, however, Westley didn't utter another word. Instead, he snorted in anger and started the car.

 

As they drove out the main gate of the Vineyard Villa, Miley stood in front of the French window and watched the black car disappear into traffic with a slight smirk at the corners of her mouth.

 

"Madam, I made you some ginseng tea."

 

"Yes, Mrs. Morris is very kind and gentle. She is quite pleasing,"

 

Neil answered honestly.

 

Miley was famous for her ability to see through people. It was less likely for her to misjudge a person.

 

As such, there was no reason for her to think that Gabrielle wasn't a good person.

 

"I hope that Westley will open his eyes soon before he does something regretful." Miley smiled.

 

Since all she wanted was for her children and grandchildren to be happy, she sincerely hoped that Westley could see what a good girl Gabrielle was instead of pushing her away.

 

"Madam, I trust that Mr. Morris will come to his senses soon."

 

"Where did they sleep on the night of their wedding?" Miley asked directly.

 

Considering the relationship between Westley and Gabrielle, Miley knew it was almost impossible for them to sleep in the same room.

 

Neil didn't expect Miley to throw such a direct question at him like that and he looked back at her with some embarrassment.

 

"Well, your silence is answer enough for me. Besides, I knew they would be living separately for now." Miley had expected that.

 

"Yes, you are right. They have been sleeping in separate rooms. What would you like me to do, Madam?"

 

The butler wondered whether Miley was eager to have a great grandson.

 

Miley contemplated in silence for a while and then waved her hand. "For now, I don't want you to do anything. I'll come by and visit them again later. Don't let Westley know about our conversation today."