Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 394

This moment was supposed to be romantic and heartwarming.

But the moment Gabrielle remembered what happened to Sloane, she felt saddened.

The smile on her face disappeared, and her eyes were laden with uneasiness. She couldn't even taste the steak anymore, no matter how delicious it was.

Westley could see exactly what she was feeling.

"What's the matter, my love? Is the steak not good?" he asked.

"No, it's great, actually. I just wanted to ask you if it's okay for me to bring Sloane along next time." The way Gabrielle looked at him showed that she was hopeful of an affirmative answer.

'So, she's thinking of Sloane, huh? No wonder she seems so sad,' Westley thought to himself.

Naturally, he would never refuse her.

"No problem."

"Thank you so much, Westley," she replied with glee.

"You silly girl!"

"Sloane is in a coma right now. I hope she wakes up soon. I don't want her to stay like that forever. I'm worried that…" Gabrielle couldn't bring herself to finish that sentence. She was afraid that saying it out loud would make it come true.

'Sloane is such an unlucky girl. Why does she have to suffer through something that she doesn't deserve?

God is so unfair. Why is he punishing someone as kindhearted and lovable as Sloane instead of all the evil people in the world?' she wondered.

"There's no reason to be afraid." Westley held her hand to offer comfort.

"I've gathered the best neurosurgeons in the world to treat her. It won't be long until she recovers." In reality, he couldn't guarantee Sloane's recovery.

After all, this was not his field of specialization.

Moreover, it was apparent that Sloane had no will to survive her condition.

It would be difficult to bring her back to life even with all the best doctors in the world.

However, Westley knew the truth that it would be difficult to make Sloane recover, but he couldn't tell that truth to Gabrielle.

"I know. Honestly, Sloane has to cooperate with the doctors. If she doesn't have enough will to survive, it'll be fruitless even if the doctors are the best in the world. Westley, I think we'll need to let Benny see Sloane. Perhaps he could be the key to helping her regain the fervor for life. What happened back then was all because of him. Whether it's love or hatred, he may be the only person who can wake her up." As a matter of fact, Gabrielle had long thought of this possibility.

If it weren't for that reason, she would never let Benny see Sloane again. It would be better if they didn't see each other for the rest of their lives.

"Have you made up your mind, Gabrielle?" Westley looked serious when he asked the question.

Gabrielle fell silent for a moment before she nodded in agreement.

"I have. It seems that this is the only way we can help Sloane wake up." She really had no other choice. As long as it could help Sloane regain consciousness, she was willing to let Benny see her.

But it still depended on fate if he could wake Sloane up.

If he failed to wake Sloane up, she would sever ties between Benny and Sloane in the future.

"Sure, I'll take care of it." Westley called Alvin at once.

"Alvin, find Benny as soon as you can and take him to Sloane's ward. Tell him to find a way to wake Sloane from her coma. If he can't do it, he will never be allowed to see her again for the rest of his life. This is his one and only chance," he said.

"Westley, I don't think I can sleep tonight." Gabrielle's face was pressed against the glass wall, and she seemed to have no intention of leaving.

Westley approached her and stood behind her. He then put his arms around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder and staring at the fishes on the other side of the glass wall.

"If you don't want to sleep, I'll stay up with you," he replied in a soft voice.

Gabrielle was a little surprised to hear him say that. After a while, she said, "No, I was just making a casual remark." She didn't want him to stare at the fishes with her all night. All she wanted to do was to amuse herself, and not burden him.

"Let's go take a shower together." Westley held her hand, dragging her towards the bathroom.

Of course, Gabrielle didn't want to bathe with him, because she was far too shy.

"No, you should go and take a shower first. I'll take a bath after you," she answered.

Knowing that he just wanted to use this opportunity to do something to her, she was reluctant to go into the bathroom.

Westley noticed that she was feeling shy, so he continued to drag her towards the bathroom. "Don't worry. I just want to take a shower. I won't do anything to you. Of course, if you're the one who wants to do some stuff with me, I won't object to it," he said.

'What does he mean by that?

What kind of woman does he think I am?

He's gone too far!' Gabrielle cursed inwardly.

"I don't want to bathe with you," she shouted.

"It seems that I'll have to carry you there." Westley carried her without even asking for permission.