Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 35 Online Read

Chapter 35 In His Arms

When Miley was young, she accompanied her husband to his business meetings and various social engagements. She did this mostly so she could drink.

Very few people knew she was a heavy drinker.

Thus, at her persuasion, Westley and Gabrielle drank a lot. They also ate the nutritional soup made especially for them. Soon, the both of them were too full to keep

going

“Grandma, I can’t drink anymore. I’m so drunk. It feels like my face is burning,” Gabrielle put down her glass.

Westley’s wine was very tasty. When she first began to drink it, she felt nothing. The more of it she drank though, the more she wanted. Soon enough, she was completely drunk.

“Well, Gabrielle, then don’t drink anymore. Why don’t you have some more soup? It’s good for your health.” Miley immediately served another bowl of soup to Gabrielle.

“Come on, Westley. Here’s more for you too.” Miley placed a bowl in front of him.

Although it looked and tasted good, Westley

didn’t want anymore. The soup smelled faintly of Chinese medicine, which Westley hated.

Westley took a look at Gabrielle, thinking, She really loves this soup. This must be her third bowl.

Has she had too much?

Even if she wants to make a good impression in front of Miley, she doesn’t have to torture herself like this.

“Grandma, one bowl is enough for me. I can’t take another bowl.” Westley said.

Seeing how happy Gabrielle was, Miley didn’t care whether Westley would like another bowl or not. After all, one bowl of soup was enough to get them both drunk with desire. 1

“Oh well, you never listen to me. Not like Gabrielle here.” She looked at Gabrielle happily

“Is the soup tasty?” Miley asked her with a smile. 3

“Yes, Grandma! The soup is very good. It smells a bit like herbs. Why aren’t you having any?” Gabrielle asked, sipping the soup with a faint smile.

“This soup is made specifically for you young

people. I’m old and have no need for it. If you like it, you can ask the cook to make it again in the future. It’s made with mutton, bones, and several Chinese medicines, which makes it smell less fishy. It has to cook for a whole morning to make it tasty. It’s the perfect meal to strengthen your body after you get out of the hospital,” Miley explained.

“Well, it’s delicious. Thank you, Grandma,”

Gabrielle said, smiling brightly.

Gabrielle thought it was lovely that she was being so kind to them. Westley, however, thought that the old woman was up to no good. a

After all, the Morris were not simple people.

“Come on, drink up. You look too thin. The Jones will think that we’re bad hosts, letting you starve,” Miley said, coming up with a ridiculous reason to urge Gabrielle to keep drinking

“Grandma, I’m not thin at all. I would actually like to lose some weight,” Gabrielle said.

“You don’t need to lose weight. You’ve already lost too much. If you lose some more, you’ll be bone- thin. Am I right, Westley?” Miley glanced at the reserved man.

Westley stayed quiet, lost in his thoughts. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Miley knew Westley very well. When he was deep in thought, he would naturally frown.

She realized that she should stop now or else Westley might notice something.

“Gabrielle, didn’t you just say that you were a little drunk? I think you’re almost done with your dinner. Why doesn’t Westley escort you back to your room?” Miley looked at her. Gabrielle’s white face was red. She didn’t know it was because of the alcohol, the soup. or her suggestion

All in all, it was exactly what she had wanted.

“I am a bit dizzy, but don’t bother Westley. I can find my way back to my room myself.” Even a little drunk, Gabrielle could clearly see how dark Westley’s face was.

Of course, he didn’t want to stay with Gabrielle.

“You can’t even stand straight; how could you make it back to your room by yourself? You could end up falling down the stairs.” Miley was firm in her convictions. She would not give Gabrielle the chance to go back to her room by herself.

“But…”

Westley, take Gabrielle back to her room, I’ve also drunk a little too much wine tonight. I think I’ll take your room for the night, if that is alright?” Miley said, looking at Westley.

It was not a negotiation. She was going to take his room.

“Of course. I’ll take Gabrielle back to her room first.” Westley stood up and walked over to Gabrielle. He seemed so tall and strong as he looked down at her.

Gabrielle was startled by his sudden approach. She looked up at him with her bright, black eyes.

“W… Westley, I can do it myself. I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.” Gabrielle didn’t want him to take her back to her room.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” he asked.

“Yes.” To prove her point, she quickly stood up, but her feet were so weak that she fell forward. Fortunately, Westley caught her in his arms.

Instead of falling to the ground, she le herself fall into him. Her face met with his chest. At the sound of his strong heartbea through his shirt, her face grew even warme

than it already was.

She felt so humiliated and thought about how she always embarrassed herself in front of him.

“Oh, W… Westley, thank you very much.” Gabrielle quickly pulled away from him, her face so hot she didn’t dare look him in the

eye.

“Really, Gabrielle? If I hadn’t caught you, you would have fallen right to the ground. You really underestimated how much you had to drink.” Westley cast a scornful glance at her and thought, ‘I hate people who overestimate themselves.

From my experience, they are the stupidest.

She kept drinking despite how drunk she was. She was asking for trouble.’

“Oh, she’s very drunk, isn’t she? Westley, hurry up and take her to bed.” Miley urged.

“I… Oh…” Before Gabrielle could protest, she was lifted up into the air by Westley.

“Hey! Westley, you don’t have to do this…” Gabrielle reminded him in a low voice.

“Don’t make this take any longer than it needs to. You’ve already wasted enough of my time,” Westley said coldly.