Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 593

Star was so exhausted that he fell asleep after Gabrielle and Westley had talked to him.

They knew that the boy needed to sleep and rest some more after his ordeal. Gabrielle kissed him on the forehead before they left him in the room.

“Star,” Gabrielle whispered in his ears, “Mommy and Daddy are going now. We will come back tomorrow.” She then kissed the boy on the forehead.

They went out of the hospital. In the car, Gabrielle couldn’t contain her delight and excitement.

Before Westley inserted the car key into the ignition point, he turned sideways to look at Gabrielle. “Dear, you don’t have to worry anymore. Star has come around,” Westley said as he reached out and held her wife’s hand.

“Oh Westley, it’s just that I couldn’t believe what’s been happening. Star has awoken from his deep sleep. He can’t remember a thing. He believes we are his parents so it has been easy for him to accept that he will go Antawood with us,” uttered Gabrielle. She couldn’t calm down. After all, she liked the boy at first sight. And then she was informed that he had lost his mother and become an orphan. The idea of taking him to Antawood and raising him came easily to her.

So for Gabrielle, it was a blessing in disguise that Star couldn’t remember anything. He even believed that she was his mother so he was willing to go Antawood with them.

“You and Star are destined to meet,” said Westley sincerely. “From this day on, we will be his parents. We will raise him together.”

“Yeah, we will raise him together,” said Gabrielle, nodding. “And you know what? I believe that we will be good parents.”

“We’ll come back here early tomorrow morning,” said Westley. He reached up by her right shoulder and grasped the seat belt at the metal latch. He pulled it across her body and fastened it to belt latch. He then turned the key in the ignition to start the car.

“I’ll get up early to cook breakfast for Star. I noticed that he didn’t eat anything tonight. He’ll get hungry, won’t he?” Gabrielle was starting to worry again about Star.

Westley turned his head to look at his wife. “Don’t worry. There are professional nurses taking care of him. He’ll be fine,” Westley said, reassuring his wife.

“Yes, you’re right.” Gabrielle nodded, smiling at her husband.

The following morning, Gabrielle woke up before the alarm went off at six o’clock. Westley felt her getting out of bed.

Yawning, Westley asked his wife, “Why are you up so early?” He typically woke up not earlier than six o’clock. So he knew that it must really be early in the morning. Gabrielle turned around to look at Westley. “I just woke up.” “Honey, it’s still early. Come back to bed and get some more sleep.” Westley held out his hand and pulled his wife back to bed. Gabrielle fell next to her husband who turned to his side and gathered her in his arms. “Let’s go back to sleep.

” Gabrielle tried to get out of her husband’s embrace. “Go back to sleep, Westley. I have to cook porridge for Star. We’ll take it to the hospital so he can have it for breakfast.” Gabrielle broke free and got out of bed. Westley could only shake his head. He got up, too. He knew he wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep. “Go wash your face and change your clothes. I’ll go downstairs to prepare the ingredients.” Westley gently pushed her into the bathroom.

Still in his pajamas, he then went downstairs. He didn’t want his wife to get tired but he knew she wanted to cook breakfast herself. For her part, Gabrielle didn’t say anything as her husband headed down to the kitchen. When she was done, she went downstairs. She heard the sound of knife cutting

vegetables on the chopping board. Hearing this, Gabrielle smiled. “Honey, thank you. It’s your turn to wash your face and change your clothes,” Gabrielle said as she entered the kitchen. “I’ll take over from here.” “Okay,” Westley said. “The porridge is already in the pot. You can cook some dishes.”

Westley took out an apron from a kitchen drawer. He helped her put on the apron and then turned around to go back to their bedroom. It was nearly eight o’clock when Remy went out of his room to have his breakfast. He saw the couple in the kitchen. They were eating their breakfast.

Good morning, Remy!” greeted Gabrielle. “Come and join us. We’ll be going to the hospital to bring breakfast to Star. Do you want to go with us?” invited Gabrielle.

“I have to see Nellie later. We’re going back to Antawood tomorrow. I have something to tell her,” said Remy calmly. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

He was not a gynecologist so he didn’t know much about pregnancy. But Nellie also needed some advice other than pregnancy.

“We might not be able to go see her. Can you please say goodbye to her for us? We’ll be going to Antawood tomorrow morning.” Gabrielle had just met Nellie. They weren’t even friends. It was all right that she didn’t go to see Nellie.

“Okay,” Remy said in between bites of his breakfast.

After their breakfast, they left into two different ways. Remy set out to see Nellie. Gabrielle and Westley drove to the hospital to visit Star. Gabrielle held tightly the thermos containing the porridge.

“Gabrielle, it’s okay. The thermos will keep the porridge warm.” Westley saw what she was doing. He thought his wife looked adorable.

“I… Don’t mind me. I guess it has been a habit of mine. I’m just afraid the food will get cold. I don’t want Star to have cold breakfast,” Gabrielle said, sounding like a worried mother.

Westley understood so he didn’t say anything more.

They arrived at the hospital. Gabrielle got off the car as soon as the car stopped. Holding the thermos in her arms, she walked fast to the hospital.

“Hurry up, Westley.” Gabrielle called after her husband. She was hurrying as if Star would have starved to death if they were too slow. “Gabrielle, we don’t have to rush,” said Westley, shaking his head as he followed his wife. “Good morning, Ms. Jones,” Jasmine greeted Gabrielle when they met at the corridor. The last time they met, Gabrielle told her that she didn’t take the ten million dollars that Jonathan had offered her. Jasmine asked her father about it and he confirmed it.

If she could say no to ten million, why would she take three million dollars? When Jasmine saw the man next to Gabrielle, she understood why Gabrielle could resist such a large sum of money. The man was Westley, the CEO of the Morris Group. It was the biggest company in Antawood. Jasmine didn’t expect that he was married. He had been keeping his wife well hidden from many people. Westley was extremely wealthy. It was no wonder that his wife would not be tempted by thirteen million dollars. Jasmine now understood that Gabrielle didn’t really need money.

“Ms. Walker, are you here to see Mr. Sanderson?” Gabrielle smiled at her. She was holding Westley’s hand. “Yes, I’m here to see Nathan. I’m going back to Ensfield this afternoon,” Jasmine said and then looked at Westley. “Ms. Jones, this should be your husband.” “Yes, Ms. Walker.” Then, Gabrielle introduced the two of them to each other. “This is my husband, Westley Morris. Westley, this is Jasmine. She’s the daughter of Ms. Glyn.” “I didn’t know that your husband is the CEO of the Morris Group, Ms. Jones. It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Morris.” Jasmine smiled and then held out her hand to Westley. Westley looked askance. He didn’t shake hands with her. He wasn’t comfortable being around

other women. “Now that you know me, may I ask you, Ms. Walker, to keep my marriage hush-hush? I don’t want other people bothering my wife,” asked Westley directly.