Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Put On An Apron For Him In Person

Gabrielle snapped back to reality and lightly shook her head. She turned her gaze toward the ingredients on the table.

She was to prepare five dishes and ones

The soup was still stewing in tlo pot. The four dishes were ready, bugthe fifth one still had its ingredients the table. “There’s still the chicken wings with honey sauce. If you don’t want to prepare it, I will.” Qvibrielle thought that it might be a little difficult for Westley to cook a meat dish. She had already prepped and pickled the wings and put them in the fridge, but she still doubted that he could handle it.

“Come here.” Westley smiled at her.

“Let me do it.” Gabrielle walked over to the fridge and took the wings out. She took Westley’s response as an agreement for her to cook,

“Bring me an apron,” Westley suddenly ordered It was only then that Gabrielle realized that he wanted to prepare the wings himself. She set the plate of wings on the counter and stared at him and his immaculate white shirt and well-pressed black slacks. His entire outfit was not suitable for a hot kitchen.

Then, her eyes darted to his tie. He wao wearing the one she gave him again. She considered asking him to change the next day. After all, wearing the saine one tie for several consecutive das was not what a dashing CEO would do. His sharp eyed employees would aidicule him in private.

“Westley…”

“Just bring me an apron, Gabrielle, or take off yours and put it on me.” Seeing that she was uneasily staring at him, Westley flashed Gabrielle a cold look.

Gabrielle originally planned to remind him to change and wear another one tie but she decided to talk about that after the dinner. @

She went and grabbed an apron for him, which was black and white. “Here you go, ” she said and handed the apron to Westley. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Standing this close to him, Gabrielle realized that he was so tall. She would not be able to put the apron on him with him standing upright.

“My hands are greasy. Put it on me,” Westley said impatiently.

He wanted her to put the apron on her “Fine. Lower your head then,”Gabrielle replied after thinking for Westley bent forward mid let Gabrielle put the apron on hings. Wait, take off my tie and put it on the table.”

Gabrielle took off his tie and put it in the pocket of her apron. Seeing how carelessly she handled the tie, Westley was a little annoyed.

“Don’t put it in the pocket. You’ll wrinkle it. Set it flat somewhere safe. Then come back and tie my apron.” Westley barked one order after another.

Gabrielle wanted to roll her eyes at him.

Could he at least ask nicely? Yes, he was the boss of a company, but he was not in the office right now and she was not his employee.

All the same, Gabrielle did as he said. She took the tie and stepped out of the kitchen. When she came back, she was smiling at Westley.

“Where’s my tie?” Westley glanced at her hand and found it empty. She was flashing him a toothy grin, which meete him suspicious. 1

“I put it away like you asked Beriously. Westley, why is that tie so inportant to you? Is it because it’s adfift from me?” Gabrielle asked, tring at him knowingly.

Westley’s face instantly darkened. He averted his gaze and cleared his throat. He decided he would not dignify that question with a response.

“Just come here and fix my apron, will you?” Westley muttered, hoping that Gabrielle would drop the subject.

She shrugged, walked over, and stood in front of him. They were standing close enough to each other to share breath.

Gabrielle reached out and straightened Westley’s apron. She dipped her chin, hoping that he would not notice the ridiculous rush of blood to her cheeks.

“Okay. Turn around,” Gabrielle said anxiously. Westley did not say anything but stared at her red face.

The thought of Gabrielle getting this nervous and shy in front of him made Westley want to chuckle. But this time, he decided not to make things difficult for her and just turned around like she asked

Gabrielle tied the back strings for him into a beautiful bow. fot.

“Here are the wtigs.” Gabrielle picked up the plate of wings on the counter and handed it to him.

“I already cleaned those and pickled them. Can you make chicken wings with honey sauce? If not, you can make other flavors,” Gabrielle said plainly.

However, to Westley, she sounded like she was underestimating him, and Westley did not appreciate that.

“I got it. You can go now.” Westley did not want to listen to Gabrielle anymore. He wanted to start cooking.

She was acting like she was worried that he could not handle a simple recipe for chicken wings. What gave her that impression anyway?

“I can help.” Gabrielle did not understand why Westley was trying to get rid of her.

She saw him smiling earlier when she was fixing his apron. Now he was afting all uptight and territorial.

WW* Alinovalware

Men were really complicates “I don’t need your help? Just leave me to cook in peace, il you?” Westley

backfired.

“All right. I’m going.” Gabrielle said, raising her hands in surrender. She turned on her heel and left the kitchen. Maybe Westley just did not want to be disturbed while he was cooking, just like her.

“I’ll go feed Blackboo,” Gabrielle chirped as she shut the kitchen door and made a run for Blackboo’s kennel.

She found the little guy lying on his back comfortably inside his little nest. He was snoring softly with his round belly pointing up. He was so cute that Gabrielle could not resist waking him.

Blackboo was living his best life as a puppy, and like a human baby, he only did two things-eating and sleeping.

“Blackboo! Blackboo!” Gabrielle squatted down and called Blackboo twice.

But Blackboo did not seem to hely her. He was still snoring, his fat belly rising and dropping steadily.

Gabrielle just smiled and let him be. He did not seem to be huigry, so she just let him sleep.

After that, she decided to go to the garden to help Sophie water the plants. It had been more than a month since the flowers were planted, and most of them were starting to grow. They were taking root nicely, and their leaves looked amazing. Gabrielle could not wait to see them bloom.

The garden that once appeared like a dark, withered forest was now gone. The

new plants had given it a new life, vibrant and beautiful

Although it was winter now, the garden was still so green.

Gabrielle was growing to like this place more and more. Although the house and the yard in Vineyard Villa were large, they were well planned and laid out in a square like a man-made park.

But she still preferred the garden i Half Moon Bay, which she herself aised to tend to. a

“Hi, Sophie. Where havent you watered? Let me do it.” Gabrielle walked up to Sophie and smiled Sophie was grüning the branches of some of the plants. She was a little surprised to see Gabrielle and confused as to why she was wearing an apron in a garden

“Mrs. Morris, is dinner ready?” Sophie asked curiously