Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 98 Read Online

Chapter 98 Go Astray To Ladyland

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

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

“Hev. 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 blame Alvin for coming late.

“Yes, she is. I watched her go into the White’s Mansion, so I came back. I thought you and Mr. White would be at the bar for longer, so I stopped to get some food on the way and didn’t hurry back. If you had called when you were done, I would have come back sooner.” Alvin felt the need to explain.

“It’s okay, we can leave now.” Closing his eyes, Westley leaned back with a sigh, and rubbed his brows as though he wasn’t affected.

“Mr. Morris, let’s go back to the Vineyard

Villa,” Alvin said and started the car.

Gabrielle had been staying at Half Moon Bay for a long time, and since Westley wasn’t interested in going to Half Moon Bay. Alvin didn’t dare suggest it.

Because of this, the newlywed couple separated shortly after they were married.

Alvin didn’t know if Miley knew this yet. She really liked Gabrielle, and if she knew, the news would upset her.

“Okay.” Westley coolly replied.

Alvin kept quiet and started driving

On getting to a crossroad, they stopped at a traffic light While they waited, the car was beginning to feel hot, so Westley rolled down the window to let in some air. Outside, a group of girls passed the car, chatting amongst themselves.

“There’s a newly opened cake shop up ahead, and it’s so cute! Everything is pink, and the cakes are absolutely wonderful.”

“Oh yes, I heard about the place. They have the best cakes in this city for girls. Let’s head over, it should still be open at this time.”

“No matter how sad you are or how you feel, a slice of the cake is sure to cheer you right

As the girls left, Westley‘s eyes shot open.

“Alvin, drive to the cake shop and buy a cake.

Taken aback by the request, Alvin glanced at his boss in the rearview mirror.

What happened to Mr. Morris? Why did he want girls’ cake? Did it have anything to do with the girls’ afternoon tea set menu Dr. Remy got for him? This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Sir, do you mean the cake shop those girls were talking about?

Alvin asked, to be sure he hadn’t misheard his boss.

He had to tread carefully because ever since his boss married Gabrielle, his bad temper became worse. If he said something to upset his boss, he would definitely go in for it.

Truly, being in the company of a king is as dangerous as living with a tiger, as they say.

“Do I have to repeat myself?” Westley asked in annoyance.

At this point, Alvin was convinced that he hadn’t misheard him. He really was going to get a cake from the cute girls’ cake shop..

Alvin drove quickly to the cake shop. It was less than two hundred meters away. On setting there, they saw the cake shop, which was as the girls described, painted pink, and despite the odd hour, the store was packed full of customers. A lot of the customers were girls and young lovers.

So when Alvin, a single young man, walked into the shop, several people turned to stare.

Drawn in by his good looks, girls couldn’t help but sneak glances at him.

Alvin was really good-looking. Every day in the Morris Group, he was complimented by the ladies for his good looks, but they didn’t dare make a move on him because he was the assistant of the CEO. In this cake shop however, the girls didn’t know about him being the CEO’s assistant, so they openly checked him out

Unused to the attention and overwhelmed by the looks of the girls, he had a horrifying feeling that he had accidentally stepped into the ladyland.

Quickly paying for a pink strawberry cake, he dashed out of the shop and into the car. He didn’t want to be in this scary place any longer.