Lock You In My Heart

Indeed, they did not attend school concurrently. They could not possibly be schoolmates, let alone classmates. When Gabrielle entered school, Westley had already completed his studies.

So, she couldn't be a classmate. However, when Westley learmmed that Gabrielle liked him, he was elated.

As long as Gabrielle said it, he would be content even if it was a lie. Westley was easy to please.

Additionally, if it were another person than Gabrielle, he would not be this way.

Nobody could ever make him happy with a few simple words except for Gabrielle.

"Mr. Morris, we are assuming that we have returned to our school days. Would you take a love letter from me, considering that I was just an ordinary girl at the time?" Gabrielle stressed this point once more. She didn't believe Westley would be interested in her at that time.

Westley Just said something pleasant to entice her. If he had met her in person at the time, he would not have accepted her present.

Gabrielle was naive but not dumb.

"As I already said, Gabrielle, I would take anything as long as it was yours. Whatever your personality was at the time, you were intended to be my wife. Sure, I would accept your present," Westley declared in a bossy tone.

Gabrielle realized that she should stop discussing this fictional subject, since it was completely pointless.

Westley kept imagining things and forced her to confess her love to him, and continuing the dialogue was meaningless.

"Stop it, Westley! You and I are conversing about unrelated topics." Gabrielle did not believe they were on the same page, and they wouldn't have a nice chat.

"Gabrielle, I just want you to know that regardless of when we met, I would absolutely marry you," Westley said impressively. Gabrielle was no longer interested in listening. She felt as though she would be misled if she continued listening to Westley. "That is fair appreciate your compliments!" Gabrielle couldn't stop herself from laughing.

"Gabrielle, Westley, supper is ready!" Alexis yelled at them.

"Gabrielle, how about we go have dinner?" Westley rose to his feet and pulled his wife up with him.

The dinner was quite sumptuous and looked nothing less than delicious.

"Gabrielle, tomorrow morning, we're going skiing. We'll return in the afternoon and go ice fishing in the iced lake. What do you say?" Alexis alluded to ice fishing as another pastime available in the city. It was also one of the reasons why people came here during the winter.

Ice fishing was far more exciting than fishing. Naturally, it would be more difficult and inconvenient. Additionally, it was unpleasant to remain on the ice for an extended period of time.

While it was enjoyable, they had to endure much hardship.

Obviously, everything was not free.

"Sure. I'm interested in going ice fishing. Despite my allergy to seafood, I remain interested in fishing. Let's go fishing when we finish skiing tomorrow." Gabrielle appeared pretty enthused.

Gabrielle had always been intrigued by novel things. She had always been a proponent of this.

"All right, you're in. How about you, Westley?" Alexis quickly asked Westley.

Gabrielle was, after all, Westley's wife. He was not in the right position to arrange for so many details of their journey, particularly for Gabrielle.

"Do you really want to go ice fishing, Gabrielle?" Westley asked, looking at Gabrielle.

"Of course. I've never done anything like this before. Now that I'm here, I feel compelled to try it. Otherwise, I'm not sure I'll get another chance to do it." Gabrielle gave a firm nod.

She evidently really liked ice fishing.

"All right, we're in. However, I must inform you first. When we go ice fishing, it's really cold. Are you prepared to bear it?" Westley was concerned for Gabrielle's well-being.

"It doesn't count. I will not feel cold as long as you are with me." Gabrielle took advantage of the chance to compliment Westley once more.

To others, these statements were only a display of devotion. Indeed, it appeared to be unsuitable to travel with couples. They

would repeat the act.

It was so unsettling to witness them flaunt their love.

"Okay! Tomorrow, let's go ice fishing!" Westley was thrilled at her words.

"Well, I can almost not wait." Gabrielle was so eager about tomorrow's plan.

She'd never gone skiing or ice fishing before, so it would be a fascinating experience for her.

"Do you suppose I can catch a fish, Westley?" Gabrielle was skeptical about her fishing abilities.

Although she had joined Kylo fishing numerous times previously, she was frequently the one who caught the least, and occasionally nothing. Mindy used to mock her for this, claiming she was a jinx and that even fish disliked her.

Mindy's statements were, in a word, terrible to hear. But Gabrielle was accustomed to it. After all, Mindy was not a fan of hers.

She would utter anything unpleasant.

"Without a doubt, you can catch a fish. Have you ever caught a fish?" Westley inquired as to her fishing experience and skill level.

'I had previously gone fishing with Grandpa and caught only a couple of them." Gabrielle was adamant about not saying it aloud. Indeed, she was bad at fishing.

Gabrielle felt embarrassment when she spoke it.

"Dismiss that! Tomorrow afternoon, you're going to catch a lot of fish." Westley deduced from her words that she was not a skilled fisher. It made no difference. His wife did not need to be an expert fisher. He only desired that she would have some fun. "Really? I believe I am capable of catching a good number of fish. You are welcome to eat my fish tomorrow night," Gabrielle said resolutely.

She felt confident as a result of the man who always trusted her and instilled confidence in her. She could always trust herself as long as Westley was around.