Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart Chapter 426

At half past six, Gabrielle and Westley arrived in a restaurant for breakfast.

The two of them got up because Gabrielle was hungry and drove there straight from the hotel.

They wanted to keep a low profile, so they requested a private room. After all, it would be big trouble if Westley was seen in public.

Besides, they could have peace and quiet.

After the two sat down, Westley made sure to order everything Gabrielle liked. He was considerate enough not to order any fish or shrimp.

Gabrielle chugged down a whole glass of water in hunger. Westley was both concerned and saddened.

“Don’t drink too much, else you’d have a stomachache,” Westley remarked.

“It’s okay. Thank you for taking me here to eat such a fancy meal.” Gabrielle liked the breakfast options in this restaurant. It was the best Cantonese dim sum restaurant in Antawood, much so that they didn’t accept any appointments nor delivery. It was always amazingly full of customers. It was the first time that Gabrielle had been here so early.

“Don’t sound so formal. I’m happy you like it.” Westley smiled.

As long as he could provide it, Westley would give her the best in the world.

Gabrielle’s eyes sparkled as the waiters set down the food one by one. On the other hand, Westley watched her endearingly with his soybean milk in hand.

Gabrielle was starving. She stuffed food in her mouth like a hamster. Westley almost worried if she would choke.

“Eat slowly, Gabrielle. No one’s going to take them away from you. We can order more once you finish.” Westley chuckled, looking at her adoringly.

“Don’t worry about me. You should eat too, Westley. Don’t just watch there.” Gabrielle felt it embarrassing to be started at while she was eating.

“I’m not hungry yet. You eat up.” He only got out of bed to take her out for breakfast.

“Are you sleepy, then? I’m sorry I woke you up.” Gabrielle suddenly felt a little guilty.

When she woke up, Westley looked as though he could sleep through a storm. It was just when Gabrielle shifted on the bed that he was stirred.

“I always wake up early, silly. I actually woke up unusually late today. Well, you can keep eating.” Westley reached for a steamed bun and gave it to her.

It was already eight o’clock when the two finished their meal. Gabrielle had to go to the company to find Lolita and then they would need to explain to Jason what happened last night.

She wondered if Lolita would be there at that time.

“Westley, please drive me to the company.” She followed her husband to the parking lot.

“Gabrielle?” A surprised voice stopped her in her tracks.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Melissa stepping out of her car just a few meters away.

“Oh, Ms. Glyn! Good morning.” Gabrielle smiled.

Then she quickly looked back to wave at Westley, asking him to wait.

“Are you here for breakfast?” Gabrielle asked Melissa sincerely. Every time she met her idol, she’d hoped they’d be closer.

“Jackson told me of a nice dim sum restaurant here in Antawood. Seeing you here, I guess I’m in the right place.”

Melissa smiled.

“Jackson kn

ows his stuff. This is the best one in town. It’s always full of customers. Speaking of which, he didn’t come with you?” Jackson’s absence was a surprise. He always put Ms. Glyn on top of his priorities, after all.

“Oh, he’s actually inside. Didn’t you see him?” Melissa asked, tilting her head to see Westley waiting at a distance.

She knew this young man was the CEO of the Morris Group, but why was Gabrielle with him?

The Morris family and the Walker family didn’t get along well, but Gabrielle wasn’t a part of it.

Anyway, she had no right to stick her nose into Gabrielle’s business.

“No, I didn’t. There were too many people. I must’ve missed him,” Gabrielle said apologetically.

The open hall in the two floors were packed and they didn’t really pay attention to the other customers. Gabrielle thought that Jackson might’ve asked for a private room.

“I see. If I knew you would come earlier, I should have asked you to eat together. As they say, the more, the merrier.” Melissa had grown fond of Gabrielle, perhaps for her kindness. She wanted them to be friends.

“It’s okay, Ms. Glyn. We will have a chance to eat together,” Gabrielle said, smiling.

The jewelry design seminar was three months long. Since Melissa was handling some topics, they were sure to run into each other often and would find time for a meal together.

“Then, are you free this noon?” Melissa asked without hesitation.

“I guess so, but why?”

Gabrielle blinked. She couldn’t refuse an invitation from her mentor, but she was still curious.

“If you have time, let’s have lunch together. I’m going back to Ensfield in the afternoon. Then on Christmas, I’d be spending time with family. Before I leave, I want to have lunch with you. Do you think it’s okay?” Melissa held both of her hands.

She had planned to call Gabrielle before to invite her for lunch, but it was better now that she met her in person.

“Of course, Ms. Glyn. Please let me know the time and place, and I’ll meet you there.” Gabrielle nodded excitedly.

She wanted to spend more time with her mentor.

“Wonderful!” Melissa clapped.

“Thanks, Ms. Glyn. I have to go now and I’ll be at the company later.” Gabrielle looked over her shoulder, afraid that Westley might be getting impatient.

Melissa studied her, guessing that the two of them were dating. Gabrielle had not introduced them to each other, so Melissa didn’t want to pry.

“Of course. I’ll see you at noon, then.” Melissa nodded.

“I’m looking forward to having lunch with you, Ms. Glyn.” Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Gabrielle flashed the biggest smile before running back to where Westley was waiting. “I’m sorry, Westley.”

“It’s fine. Get in first.” He opened the door for her.

Gabrielle slipped into the front seat and fastened the seat belt. She turned to Westley and figured he was in a bad mood.

“Did something happen?” Gabrielle asked.

After getting to know each other, both of them had learned to communicate. They realized they needed to talk things out before they would reach a point of no return.

“Do you really like Melissa that much?” Westley asked softly.