Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 615

Tobias transferred 888888 dollars to her account right away, which made her uncomfortable. Gabrielle could barely breathe.

She knew he had hurriedly sent the money as compensation.

She was always grateful to the Jones family for their kindness and raising her for twenty years and never expected compensation.

"Gabrielle, are you done? Your pies are cold." When Westley came over, he saw her standing by the window, staring blankly at the scenery in the yard. The phone in her hand was locked.

"Yes, I'm done. Let's go and have the pies. Pork and mushroom fillings are delicious," Gabrielle said, pretending to be relaxed.

"What happened?" Westley asked concernedly.

"Nothing. The annual family reunion is a happy event, so it's all good." Gabrielle forced a smile. She didn't want Westley to worry about her.

"Since it is good news, can you share it with me, Mrs. Morris?" Westley wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.

Gabrielle burst out laughing. "Of course, I will share it with you. But you have to be prepared, Mr. Morris. Don't be irritated later. After all, what's good for me might not necessarily be a good thing for you."

"What do you mean?" Westley narrowed his eyes and studied her face.

"Look at this. I just received a lot of red envelopes." Gabrielle showed him the phone.

Westley saw her messages. Many people had sent her red envelopes. Lance, Austin, Jason, Micheal, and Victor were a few among the many men who sent her red envelopes. He couldn't bear it.

'Why are these men giving my wife such big red envelopes? God, it's annoying.'

"You accepted them all?" Westley frowned. He was unhappy that she had accepted all the envelopes.

"Well, you must accept all the red envelopes. Otherwise, it's bad luck. I have told you not to see it. But you insisted on checking it. That's why you are upset. Am I right?" Seeing the anger and frustration on his face, Gabrielle burst out laughing.

Westley was a possessive husband. Gabrielle loved it when he got jealous. She was honest to all those people, and everyone who had sent the red envelopes was her friend. She had no choice but to accept it. Otherwise, it would only complicate things. She could invite them to dinner and pay back their kindness in some other way in the future.

"Why do you have to accept the red envelopes from those men? I can give you whatever you want." Westley felt wronged. He wanted to block and delete the number of those men in Gabrielle's contact list.

However, he was a rational and loving husband. He would never do such a thing.

He had to control his emotions and not reveal his jealousy in front of Gabrielle.

"The things you give me are from our money, and these are gifts. They are all friends, so I accepted the red envelopes. Come on, Westley. Do you think something is going on between them and me?" Gabrielle asked, cocking her head.

Westley smiled and gently rubbed her hair. "Of course, I trust you. I know nothing will ever happen between you and them. But I don't want my wife to accept the red envelopes other men send you."

"I understand what you are thinking. I consider those red envelopes as auspicious wishes for the coming year. I will find a way to return the money to them. If they don't want it, we will call them over and buy lunch or dinner." Gabrielle had her own plan. She wasn't someone who would make profits this way.

Besides, Westley was a wealthy man. She had enough money to buy whatever she wanted. She didn't want monetary benefits from other men.

"My wife is adorable." Westley laughed, shaking his head.

"But we'd better go to the Jones family fo

r the regular visit." Gabrielle stopped chuckling and looked at him intently.

Soon, they got on the expressway.

Gabrielle suddenly realized the route led them to the beach.

"Westley, are you taking me to the beach?" Gabrielle squealed in surprise.

"You are smart, Gabrielle. I can't hide anything from you, can I? Yes, I'm taking you to the beach." Westley smiled.

Gabrielle was confused. "Why are we going to the beach now?"

"You'll know when we get there." Westley didn't want to reveal the mystery yet.

Gabrielle stopped questioning him. She decided to wait and see what he had planned for her.

Half an hour later, the car got off the expressway and entered a neighborhood. An enormous villa came to view. It was built near the beach; several villas were lined up with ample distance between one another.

The distance between the two buildings was a few hundred meters. Each villa was surrounded by a vast expanse of land. The front yard connected the villa with the beach. It looked extravagant.

The car stopped in the yard of a villa. Westley got out of the car and opened the door.

"Mrs. Morris, please come out." Westley opened the door for her like a gentleman.

"Westley, what are we doing here?" Gabrielle took his hand and got out of the car. The vast expanse of beach before her brought a smile to her face.