Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 581

Standing by Michelle, Gabrielle rectified how she placed the fruits and cream adding on the cake with lots of proficiency.

“Gabrielle has never struck me as a professional baker,” Michelle said smiling.

Michelle once endorsed a dessert brand, and from then she became inexplicably obsessed with desserts. However, it was not a thing she had learned from a pro yet. She had purchased some recipe books and watched video tutorials on the same.

On the other side, Gabrielle had acquired the skill from a professional. She hadn’t learned it for long and still needed a lot of practice. But she was way better than Michelle.

Hence, she dominated the session like a pro.

“My classmate’s mom bakes. She has taught me a number of things over time, but I’m still a rookie here,” Gabrielle said humbly.

“Gabrielle, what would you call me if you are the rookie here? I’m certainly making a fool of myself before you,” Michelle said to Gabrielle seriously.

“Michelle, it’s just a hobby. You don’t work in the business, as a result, don’t be too hard on yourself, and you don’t have to adhere to professional bakers’ standards,” Gabrielle said gently. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“That’s right. But your skill is nearly tangible!” Michelle gave her approval.

Gabrielle was dismayed. “You are flattering me, I know very little about cakes.”

“I didn’t mean that, I meant Westley, you got him under control. He was cold and brutal, now he is so compassionate and sweet with you. That must have been challenging. It’s like you swapped him with a

completely different man, who else could do that if not you? Gabrielle, there’s a lot in you,” Michelle said in total sincerity.

Gabrielle thought differently. She didn’t think she had something anyone would recognize.

“Michelle, you are amplifying things.” Gabrielle couldn’t help laughing.

“It’s probably in the Morris family. Westley has an obsession with his wife as well as Wilson,” said Michelle, looking at Bonnie. “Wilson is fine. He does not spoil me like Westley spoils Gabrielle. Westley is a far better spouse,” said Bonnie calmly. She took out the mousse and cut it into pieces so that it would chill down. “The coffee powder is ready, Gabrielle.” Westley called Gabrielle. Eagerly, Gabrielle quickly walked over and took a look. The powder was actually very fine and ready. “

Honey, I have to say that I am impressed. From now on, you’ll be doing that work for me.” Gabrielle lavished admiration on Westley. Westley couldn’t help but laugh as he rubbed her head tenderly. “I can do it for you every day if it’s going to make you happy.” It wasn’t such a huge promise, but Gabrielle felt delighted. “Honey, I won’t forget it.” “Remember that.” “Sure, I will.” “Bonnie, maybe we should take out the cake now and give those two some space first.” Overlooking Gabrielle and Westley as they were romancing, Michelle walked out carrying the fruit cake and called Bonnie. “My mousse cake is ready too. I can take it out as a dessert prior to dinner. You can lay the table now, Westley. Everyone is star

ving.” Bonnie reminded Westley and took the mousse cake with her.

“Gabrielle, take your time making coffee. I’ll ask them to come in and serve the plates. Dinner is ready.” Westley went out of the kitchen and summoned Remy and Slater to go serve the food.

The three men came in with a dozen of dishes, and the coffee Gabrielle was making was nearly ready.

Westley remained in the kitchen with her.

“I wish this would last to eternity, Westley,” Gabrielle said, glaring at the coffee machine.

So much had transpired over time. They made some new friends and also got bruised. Peaceful life was not there yet. There still were a lot of inconveniences that lay ahead of them.

Gabrielle was at the edge. All she wanted was a simple and happy life. Why were things so hard? Was God always giving her all sorts of difficulties?

She was however lucky to have Westley by her side.

“Gabrielle, it’s all on me. My being a bad husband has made you suffer a lot,” Westley said full of guilt, touching her head lovingly.

Remy couldn’t be more right. He probably was a menace. Gabrielle might have been unlucky meeting him and marrying him. Gabrielle had been hurt both psychologically and physically throughout their marriage, and he didn’t think of himself as a decent husband.

“Westley, listen to me. You are mine, my good husband, who adores me beyond measure. Don’t feel so despondent about yourself ever again, okay?” Gabrielle emphasized to him like any other lover would do. They were in a good position now, but he spoke such things unexpectedly, which hurt more to hear for Gabrielle than for Westley. “Okay, you will not hear that from me again.” Westley did not intend to ruin the moment. He was just opening up to her about how he felt about himself. “

The coffee is about ready. Let’s go out.” Gabrielle carefully set the hot coffee pot on the tray, then the coffee cups, milk, and sugar container. Westley took it up on his own. This type of work was his. The five of them had already sat waiting for them when they came out of the kitchen. They had anticipated that it would be just the two of them today, but not that they would be able to eat supper as a family. “Join us Westley and your princess, sit down,” Bonnie said to them. “The coffee must be sweet, it’s just

been made. We’ll pour for everyone.” Gabrielle and Westley served everyone coffee before sitting down. “Today is our get-together. Let’s forget about what occurred previously and enjoy the moment.”

Wilson raised his glass, offering a toast. Everyone raised their glasses and clinked them. “Happy gathering, everyone!” “Let’s forget about all our troubles and have a happy meal together.” Bonnie embraced the fact that Westley and Gabrielle were stressed at the moment. She uttered the words to make them feel more comfortable. “Bonnie, our future will be full of merry and happiness.” Gabrielle was positive about the coming days. She wanted a simple and happy life, but it seemed impossible since things were not working in their favor.