Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 19 I Like Shrimps
her owes and quickly held
shrimp for
into his plate, he wire ched at his chopsticks
“You’re too slow. I don’t want to eat it anymore. You can eat it,” he said coldly.
“Oh... You want me to cat this?” As she stared at the shrimp in her hand, her face turned pale.
It was as if she was holding some kind of poison.
“Why don’t you eat it? After all, you’ve peeled it yourself,” he said indifferently. Although he saw that her face had turned white as
a sheet, he didn’t mind it.
All of a sudden, Lance pushed his plate in front of her. “Gabrielle, give it to me. I like shrimps.”
Everyone sitting at the dining table knew that Gabrielle was allergic to seafood except Westley. She couldn’t possibly eat the
shrimp in her hand
Mindy was very happy to know that Westley was not aware that Gabrielle was allergic to
emergency room burcune ahe accidentally at
shrimp ball and her that was so wollen that she almost couldn’t breathe.
Before Gabrielle could put down the shrimp on Lance’s plate, Westley waid calmly. “Lance, I don’t like my wife peeling shrimps
for other men.” His voice was so calm, but there was something in it that could make anyone not dare to disobey him.
“Gabrielle, Westley really cares for you. He let you peel that shrimp so you can eat it. Why don’t you just eat it? You can’t
disappoint him, can you?” Mindy started to fan the flames. 6
“Mindy. do you know what you’re talking about?” Lance shouted angrily.
“But I just don’t want to...”

“You two stop arguing. I’ll eat it,” Gabrielle interrupted. She didn’t want to cause trouble. Besides, Westley’s deep-set eyes had
been staring at her all the time, and it made her feel so uncomfortable. 13
It seemed that he wouldn’t take his gaze
way from her until the the shrimp.
interrupted with i smile and put the shrimp inte hur mouth
Wentley was like a ferocious deman, No One could refuse his request. Even if he told her to take poison, she would probably do
it.
“Well, I’m full. You guys continue tating. I just need to go to the bathroom.” Gabrielle’s body was very sensitive, so as soon as
she swallowed the shrimp. she felt a little when comfortable
“Gabrielle, go back to your room first and get some rest.” Wendy also felt SOLTY for Gabrielle. After all, she raised her for twenty
years. Even if they were not related by blood, she still cared for Gabrielle.
Gabrielle didn’t hesitate anymore. She stood up and directly went upstairs.
Westley now had a rough idea about what was going on. He looked at the shrimp shell on her plate and recalled her reaction just
now.
It could be that she was allergic to seafood.
“Westley, I’m
sorry. Gabrielle just has this
bad habit aber eine Plese don’t take it ten heutt.Wendy trained with all the then stol up a pored wine for him.
MIH Jones, don’t bother. I have to drive later,
He didn’t mind if he sounded rude. He never showed respect to anyone, let alone to the Jones.
“Oh. I actually just want to propose a toast. Westley can have water instead of wine then. – Wendy filled his glass with water.
Lance also picked up his glass, looked at Westley. and said, “Westley. I hope that you can treat Gabrielle better.”

It was obviously some kind of protest, and Westley knew it. But of course, he didn’t refuse this time. He took the glass and raised
it. “Lance, you don’t need to worry about that. After all, she is my wife now. Whatever I do to her is my own business.”
He simply wanted to imply that even if he mistreated Gabrielle, and she died because of it, Lance had nothing to do with it.
“Westley, I have watched Gabrielle grow up. She means a lot to me, so I always want her to be happy,”
Lance said frankly. He could tell at a glance that Westley had no feelings for Gabrielle at
all, Wentley only wanted to builly her all the time. HE FET COTCH her to cal skrimp. Did He want her to dier
about her happiness.” Westley relorted with
“Auntie, I’ll go upstairs to check on Gabrielle first. Just go on with your meal.” Lance said and was about to stand up.
“No, don’t bother. I’ll go see her.” Westley stood up.
“Westley...”
“Lance, take my advice. If you really want Gabrielle to live a happy life, do not intervene in our married life.” Westley then turned
around and walked to the stairs without giving Lance a chance to say anything more.
“Westley, Gabrielle’s room is on the second floor, far left,” Wendy immediately reminded him.
Lance’s face flushed with anger. He looked at Wendy unhappily and said, “Auntie, you saw what he did just now. He was going
to kill. Gabrielle!” 5
“Lance, what are you talking about? Gabrielle has only eaten one shrimp. It won’t kill her, okay? At most, she’ll have itchy rashes
on
her bly. Hlut she has all the medicine in 1923 . That’s why I told her to go there. She will be fine.” As she spoke. Wendy Elsa
unded unhappy
that
once had
feelings for

She knew Gabrielle
Gabrielle was an orphan. She couldn’t marry into the Janes or the Carter. Thus, het marriage to Westley was the best way to
stop whatever Lance felt for her.
“Auntie, don’t forget that she almost died when she accidentally ate a shrimp ball when she was a child.” Remembering that
incident in the past intensified Lance’s anger.
“I know that she is not your biological daughter. But you have raised her for twenty years. It’s even okay with you that she has to
marty Westley. But now, you don’t even cate about her life?
“Lance, you’re going too far!” Wendy shouted angrily, slamming her chopsticks on the
table
It was only then that Lance calmed down a little. “Auntie, I’m just worried about Gabrielle.”
“Am I really that vicious in your eyes? You already said that I’ve raised her for twenty years. Do you think I will just watch her
die?”
TOOM, he found that it was slightly ajat. He
Firlish Tragance and wantsphere
His brows Turrowed when he heard some retching noses coming from the bathroom. It didn’t sound good at all.
He walked to the bathroom and leaned against the door frame. Gabrielle was squatting in front of the toilet and vomiting,
But it seemed that she was not on the verge
When she finished, she turned around and saw him. She got so scared that she almost fell down.
Fortunately, Westley was quick enough to pull her into his arms. So her body didn’t hit. the floor
“Gabrielle, how old are you? You don’t even know how to stand firm on your feet?” He let go of her disgustedly.
Vou’re standa saking a so

“You really have the nerve to say that? You’re standing at the door of my bathroom without even making a sound. Won’t it be
strange if I don’t get startled?” She glared at
she glatt
him.
“Is it my fault that you were vomiting so loudly that you didn’t hear me?”. Westley Tetorted casually.
He was putting the blamne on her again.
Wasn’t it him who forced her to eat shrimp?