Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 526 Take Caution When Saving An Ungrateful Man
Remy was in the living room and reading a book. He heard a car pull up in the driveway. He put down his book when he saw
Westley and Gabrielle enter the room. He looked at them questioningly.
“I thought you would set out for the villa at five o’clock in the afternoon. It’s already nine,” he said, glancing at the wall clock. “It’s
only a two-hour drive. What took you so long to get here?” asked Remy in a worried tone, belying the unpleasant way he had
welcomed them.
“Something urgent turned up and we needed to deal with it. And so, we were delayed in getting back here,” explained Westley
nonchalantly. He then took Gabrielle’s hand and they went to the kitchen.
“Dinner was hours ago. The food has gone cold. Just heat it up. Has something gone wrong?” Remy asked worriedly.
Something serious must have happened. Otherwise, Westley and Gabrielle would not delay that long. But Westley was a
capable man, he would have solved any problem.
As a businessman, Westley had a reputation for getting whatever he wanted because he was ruthless and scheming. He had
proven this time and again. So even in Bangkok, nothing could happen to him.
“I can heat up the food. Have you eaten?” Westley asked Remy.
“Yes, I already had dinner,” answered Remy. “I’m just waiting for you two. Now, I am relieved that you’ve both returned.” He felt
anxious waiting for them in the past hours. He knew that they would return but it took them longer than the estimated time of
arrival. 1
So seeing them here, looking okay, he let out a sigh of relief.
“I’ll warm up the food. Gabrielle, why don’t you rest a while?” Westley said as he pointed to a chair at the table.
Gabrielle reached for the pitcher on the table and poured a glass of water for herself. She slowly drank up the water, delighted at
its refreshing coolness. When she was done, she walked up to Remy.
“How is Rose?” asked Gabrielle. She hadn’t had the time to see Rose. 1
Remy assured her that Rose was doing okay. “But what about the two of you? Had something happened to you? Your body
smells like blood.” Being a doctor, Remy was sensitive to the smell of blood.

He could tell that coppery scent on Gabrielle. He had to ask her about it.
Gabrielle’s eyes automatically turned to a dark spot on her shirt. Victor had leaned on her shoulder so he could have stained her
with blood. She couldn’t smell it but Remy could tell.
Was it because he was a doctor that he had this heightened sense of smell? 1
It was unbelievable that even the faint metallic smell of blood could seize his attention.
“Don’t worry. It’s nothing serious. We met an injured man who was being taken away by the people of the Campbell Family.
Westley and I are fine. We’re not hurt,” Gabrielle explained, seeing that Remy was worrying a bit too much.
“Then I’m glad that you are both okay,” Remy said, his face relaxing again. “Gabrielle, why don’t you go to your room and
freshen up before dinner?” Remy reminded her, smiling at her.
She nodded at him and went upstairs to do his bidding.
She took a shower and changed into clean clothes. Downstairs, Westley had heated up their food and was already setting the
table.
“Gabrielle,” said Westley, waving at her when he saw her enter the dining room. “Let’s have our dinner.”
“Oh, good! I’m so hungry,” said Gabrielle as she sat down. The food looked so appetizing. “Now, be careful. The food is steaming
hot,” Westley cautioned Gabrielle.
“Okay.”
“We’ll visit Rose after we had our dinner. I have this amulet and I want to put it on her. The amulet gives the wearer protection
against evil, danger, or disease. Who knows? Wearing it, she might wake up sooner than we expected. What do you think?”
Gabrielle looked at Westley with resoluteness and calm.
“If you’re not yet tired, yes, we’ll go and see Rose.” Westley gave her a worried look.
“Well ... I’m not,” Gabrielle said as she turned her head to look out the window. “It’s a good thing it isn’t raining.” It had not rained
for some time. The night was beautiful. A silver moon hanged in the sky, illuminating the yard. The silvery light created pearly
water ripples on the swimming pool.

She was thankful that it stopped raining. She was already having cabin fever. The rain kept her and Westley cooped up in the
resort villa for three days.
“That’s nice to hear. You know that I only want to make you happy,” Westley said in a most caring voice.
He was in a good mood that anything he said was pleasant to the ears.
After dinner, they cleared the table, put the leftover food away in the fridge, and washed the dishes. They then set out to visit
Rose.
“Remy, do you want to go with us?” Gabrielle asked Remy.
“No, but thanks for asking,” he replied. “I was with the two of them the whole day today. But it will be good for you two to see
them. I’ll just turn myself in for the night.” Remy then picked up the medical book he was reading and walked to his bedroom.
Holding each other’s hands, Gabrielle and Westley started walking to the villa. It was only a few hundred meters to where Rose
lived. Walking would be helpful to speed up digestion. It was a hearty—and satisfying-meal that they just had.
“Westley, have you asked the people of the Campbell Family about Mr. Sanderson?” Gabrielle was a bit wary asking her
husband about Victor. But she felt she had to know how he was faring now. He passed out in front of her. And she saved him.
“Well, he’s not dead.” Westley’s response was cold.
His answer stopped Gabrielle in her tracks. He sounded angry. She could feel it. And she understood the reason.
This was not the first time that Westley had shown his jealous nature. She should have known better than to ask him about
another man.
“Oh, Westley! Don’t tell me that you are angry again. I am only concerned about Mr. Sanderson’s safety. There’s nothing more to
it,” Gabrielle assured her husband. “After all, the benefits we will receive from saving his life will be beyond measure,” she
reminded him.
Westley could only shake his head. Gabrielle, only her, could say such nonsense and he’d believe it.
“There’s no one as kind-hearted as you are. You would help anyone, especially a dying person. But we are talking about Victor.
Are you sure you had saved a person? He could be the devil, you know. I just hope you won’t regret helping that ingrate!” said
Westley emphatically.

It was Gabrielle’s nature to be kind. But Westley thought she was being kind to a fault. Didn’t she know that the bad guy was
taking advantage of her good heart? How could she help someone who hurt her?
“What are you talking about? Is he an ingrate? And what about me? Is being kind a bad thing?” Gabrielle said, laughing softly.
She thought her husband was worrying a bit too much. “Well, I’ll be with you always. Nothing bad will happen to you,” Westley
promised
After all, he had said something too serious that it frightened Gabrielle.
“Do you know who Victor is and what kind of a man he is?” she said as she looked straight at him. Their faces were lit by the
moonlight.
Westley wouldn’t have helped Victor if he didn’t know anything about the man.
Even if Victor had died, Westley had nothing to do with it.”
People like them wouldn’t like to get in trouble.
“Well, I know a few things about him,” Westley told her truthfully.
“So, what kind of a man is he? Will he get you in trouble?” Gabrielle was a bit edgy as she waited for Westley’s reply. Seeing her
husband’s expression made her think that Victor was definitely not an ordinary person. He must be someone influential.
“Silly girl, you don’t have to worry too much. There’s no big trouble for your husband. If I can’t solve matters as trivial as this, I
won’t deserve you at all.” Westley gently rubbed his wife’s head to reassure her.
“No man can compare to you. You’re simply the best and most powerful,” Gabrielle said, heaving a sigh of comfort after hearing
her husband’s words.
When she saw Victor passing out, his face bloodied, the first thought that entered her mind was to urge Westley to save him.
At the same time, she felt ambivalent about asking her husband to save someone who had caused them anguish.