Lock You In My Heart

As soon as Westley entered, he noticed Alexis happily conversing with Gabrielle. He dimly heard his name and guessed what they were discussing. It had to do with his school days.

They were discussing this prior to him going out to answer the phone. The dialogue was still going on at this point. Alexis desired

to convey the narrative, and Gabrielle took pleasure in hearing it. They got along really well.

"You are here, Westley." The moment Alexis saw Westley, he paused and gave him a devious smile.

He prayed Westley didn't hear what he said, or he would face repercussions.

After all, he told Gabrielle all the significant events that occurred throughout Westley's school years. He made no distinction between what was unpleasant and what was nice. Anyway, he was thrilled and spilled everything.

Besides, when Gabrielle was interacting with Alexis, she seemed very happy, which encouraged him to talk more. The more he said, the more excited he became, regardless of whether it was good or bad.

In any case, Jonas and Joseph gave Alexis no cautions and allowed him to speak freely with Gabrielle.

"Did you guys have a nice time?" Westley walked to Gabrielle and sat beside her without reluctance. Alexis instantly felt an invisible pressure.

Only then did Alexis realize that he had just done something stupid. He shouldn't have shared dirt on Westley and the consequences would be very serious.

"I'm going to check whether the meal is ready. I'm a little bit hungry." Alexis bolted out of the room in a huny. If he did not flee now, he would soon regret it.

Westley ignored Alexis and concentrated exclusively on Gabrielle. "Are you content now?"

"Yes!" Gabrielle smiled at him. Whoever saw such a smile would instantly become joyful, even if he was in a foul mood.

"Since you were a child, you have been a real charmer. Indeed, I believe that," Gabrielle happily said.

"A real charmer? What gibberish did Alexis spout to you?" Westley wasn't scared of anything since he didn't believe Alexis had anything dirty on him.

"Nothing. Alexis just told me about your past popularity. From childhood through maturity, many girls expressed their interest in you and subsequently offered you various gifts, either love notes or gifts. I'm envious of you," Gabrielle said purposely in a Jealous tone.

Why was he forbidding her from doing what he himself was doing?

Naturally, she would feel envious..

Many years passed. She was not required to be envious of the girls who coveted him at the time. Indeed, Alexis made several bad remarks about him.

"They did not send me a single love letter or gift," Westley stated clearly. He didn't want Gabrielle to have a misunderstanding about what had occurred before.

"I know. Alexis made a point of emphasizing this. Although other girls offered you gifts to show you their affection, you refused

to accept them. You even tossed them out in public. You must have torn their hearts to shreds, don't you think?" Gabrielle said calmly.

Westley felt a slight bit of relief at hearing this. If Alexis said anything bad about him, he would most surely not let him go.

"I couldn't care less if they were harmed or not. I would have been a promiscuous person if I had accepted. Would you wish for me to be that way?" Westley massaged her head.

"Obviously not. If you were so promiscuous, you would have married already. What would be my chances of becoming your wife?" Gabrielle smiled.

"As I have said, you are meant to be my wife. Now it's my chance to pose questions to you," Westley said, his eyes fixed on her. Gabrielle lifted her head and looked calmly at him. "What do you wish to ask?

To begin, let me state the obvious. I was not as well-known as you were. At school, you were quite the charmer. Girls liked you.

I was just a typical girl at the time." Gabrielle highlighted that she was nobody on purpose since she had most likely anticipated Westley's question.

Westley broke out laughing at hearing her boundaries. "How am I to ask if you say that, Gabrielle?"

"You may ask about anything. In contrast to you, I will gladly answer all of your questions." Gabrielle was referring to the fact that he went outside to answer his phone when she asked about his past.

"Someone must have previously liked-you. Have you ever received a love letter or a gift? Have you ever had a crush on someone?"

Westley made a direct question.

He didn't have the chance to pet involved in Gabrielle's past life, so he wanted to know more about her.

"I did." Gabrielle made no denials and responded affirmatively.

She had a crush on Bryce previously, so there was nothing todeny.

"True?" Westley, as predicted, was displeased. He gently squinted his eyes. He appeared outraged.

Jonas and Joseph rushed out the door upon hearing this. They were determined not to get themselves into trouble as a result of

Westley's rage. Only Gabrielle could be so audacious as to provoke him.

Otherwise, no one risked to provoke Westley, unless they wanted problems.

"Indeed, I did. Do you want me to deceive you, Westley?" Gabrielle lifted her eyebrows and smiled at him, knowing he was envious and upset.

Sometimes it was fun to see Westley get jealous and angry. Gabrielle was very sure that Westley wouldn't really be mad at her, so she teased him recklessly.

"When did this occur? Was the boy you liked truly exceptional?" Westley asked covetously.

"That was, after all, a long time ago. It has just occurred. Whether he was exceptional or not, I fell in love with him. I was unaware of love at the moment. After meeting you, I began to understand what genuine love was." Gabrielle managed to calm Westley down before he eruptedinrage.

It worked quite nicely on Westley. Except for Gabrielle, anyone who attempted to adopt this tactic would face Westley's wrath.

"What should I say, Gabrielle?" Westley replied in a doting tone, staring helplessly at her.

He was powerless to Gabrielle. This little thing had the ability to enrage him in the least amount of time and also to soothe him down in the shortest amount of time.

This was the reaction of someone who was truly loving his woman. He adored her and had no desire to be furious at all.