Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 119 Read Online

Chapter 119 Playboy Lawrence

After arriving at the hospital, Gabrielle went to the flower shop at the gate to pick up a bunch of flowers that Sloane would like. She felt slightly perturbed when she arrived at Sloane’s ward.

While in the elevator, she wondered why Westley was actually allowing her to visit Sloane. He was known for his unkindness and his careless attitude of playing and using people. 6

Would he just let her visit because he thought she would betray him again by bringing someone to beat up his bodyguards, just after Lance fought them? 3

It could also be because he’d had a good time last night, when she had cooked dinner for him. Had he indeed enjoyed the food? Should she cook more for him in the future? She knew how to coax him and make him happy. Life would be easy with him, if

Gabrielle marveled in thousands of questions. It was suspicious that he permitted her to see Sloane, After all, this man was really good at scheming. He did it every day. No wonder he was able to seamlessly take over the Morris Group and expand it into the superpower it was today. No wonder people tremble with fear around him. This was no ordinary feat, that any average person could achieve.

When Gabrielle arrived at the door of Sloane’s ward, she saw the same two bodyguards standing there

“Good morning, Miss Jones.”

“May I come in?” Gabrielle asked the two cautiously Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes, you may. Mr. Morris instructed us to let you in from today.” One of the bodyguards opened the door for her.

With a sigh of relief, Gabrielle walked in with the flowers in her arms, feeling a little uneasy. After all, this had all happened so soon and so suddenly. Yesterday, she and Lance had to force their way in, and today she could come in so easily, without any resistance. The contrast in both situations felt surreal.

“By the way, yesterday… Are you all right? He is my cousin; I want to apologize on his behalf if he really hurt you.” Gabrielle turned around and asked the two bodyguards.

They didn’t look like they had been injured or hurt badly as she failed to see any wounds on their faces. They were probably fine.

“No, we weren’t hurt. He just grabbed my electric baton and knocked us out,” one bodyguard explained calmly.

Gabrielle heaved a sigh of relief and bowed to them solemnly. “I apologize for him. I’m sorry.’

“Thank you, but we are fine. You can go in and see Sloane first.” The bodyguards were careful to not accept Gabrielle’s apology; she was Westley’s wife, after all.

Without another word, Gabrielle turned around and

went in. Sloane was lying on the hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask on her pale face. Gabrielle put the flowers into a vase, sat down next to the bed on a chair, and reached out to grab her hand.

“Sloane, I’m here to see you… I didn’t break into the room like I did yesterday. I’m here for as long as you like, to accompany you as much as you want me to.

But, Sloane … please wake up. Wake up soon so you can talk to me. I know you must be exhausted and want nothing more than to sleep. But as soon as we finish our conversation, you can go right back to sleep, okay?

You said you would be my bridesmaid at my wedding and give me up to my husband. But in all honesty, my wedding didn’t turn out the way I wanted, either. It was a really casual affair and I married such a terrible man. I didn’t have a grand wedding, nor could I offer you the chance to be a bridesmaid.

So, let’s make a deal. After I divorce my husband, I will find another man to marry and let you be the bridesmaid, okay? 10

Please, look at me. I’m fine. But I just want you to get better as soon as possible.”

Gabrielle sat there and talked with Sloane for a long time. She spoke about their beautiful memories and gave some small promises. She wanted Sloane to wake up after hearing her speeches.

She sat there for a long time until she received a call from Macy.

Gabrielle took a look at the sleeping Sloane and

answered the phone. “Macy, what’s up?”

“Gabrielle, I’m nearby to your studio. Are you free

My treat.” Macy asked her briskly.

It was time for lunch, so Gabrielle agreed. “Yeah. sure, could you find a restaurant close by? I’ll be there in about ten minutes.”

It was less than a ten minutes’ drive between the hospital and the commercial street. Once she got there, it would be easy for Macy to find a restaurant

“Okay, I’ll send you the name of the restaurant.”

“Perfect. Thanks.”

After leaving the hospital, Gabrielle asked Harry to drive her to the commercial street, and then to the restaurant that Macy chose.

However, she was abruptly stopped on the street by an unexpected surprise.

“Hey, Gabby! Long time no see.” A large figure stood in front of Gabrielle and whistled at her. She got a whiff of the person’s perfume and noticed he smelled good

Without looking up at him, she immediately knew who was in her way.

Who else but Lawrence always put on such a strong. distinct perfume while dressing up in his usual ostentatious manner?

“Lawrence! Have you heard the saying ‘barking dogs do not block the way’?” Gabrielle raised her head and glanced at him coldly.

Lawrence, the second son of Hughes family, was Cayden’s friend, and was more popularly known for his candid and promiscuous manner with women. All his friends were the same-playboys. They went through women really quickly, their relationships having a shelf life of no more than a month.

This kind of man disgusted Gabrielle more than any other. Lawrence came from a very noble family, and along with this kind of background, he also had charming good looks. It provided him with an entitled sense of chasing after whichever women he pleased.

The situation with his last girlfriend proved his shameless manner. He had taken her to their design room to order jewellery, immediately “falling in love’ with her, and had been badgering her since then.

“Wow, you’re full of energy, Gabby. How about having lunch with me and sharing some of that vigor? It is noon, after all.” Lawrence shamelessly invited her for lunch. 3

Gabrielle rolled her eye at him. “Lawrence if you want someone to have dinner with you, just call any of the random people on your contact list. I’m sure you don’t have a shortage of women waiting to dine with you.”

“Maybe, but they aren’t you, Gabby. It’s you I want to have a meal with.” Lawrence looked at Gabrielle with his deep-set, beautiful eyes.

Gabrielle was thrown off-course and felt slightly lightheaded with his piercing stare. Could he ease up a little bit?

“I am busy! Do you think everyone is as idle as you, Lawrence?”

Gabrielle strode past him.

“Hey, don’t be so heartless, okay?” Lawrence hurried to catch up with her.

“Where have you been this month, Gabby? I went to the school to look for you. They said you’re on leave from work, so I went to the studio to look for you. You asked for leave there, too. Why? Are you hiding from me?” asked Lawrence persistently.

“Congratulations, Lawrence, you hit the nail on the head! I just want to avoid you, so please stay away from me if we cross paths, okay?” Gabrielle glared at him angrily. 4