Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 723 The Most PerfectMan

Gabrielle's focus was entirely on Alexis as he skated over the ice surface, but when she heard the question, she looked at Westley in confusion.

"What were you saying, Westley?" Gabrielle was determined not to dodge the question. She simply did not comprehend it at the time.

"Didn't you say that you skated with others? Who accompanied you there?" Noticing her puzzled expression, Westley resolved to ascertain the truth directly

He was not the type of man who would constantly lose his anger with his lady; even if he did, it was always when he became enraged with his cherished one and was unable to confront her. Furthermore, he would never do such a thing to Gabrielle.

"To be honest, I've been there before with Sloane and Lance. It would be extremely risky if only two girls visited that spot. Do you understand?" Afraid he might ponder over it too much, Gabrielle questioned him seriously.

Certainly, Westley understood what she meant. He was born and raised in Antawood and was not much older than she was. When he was a youngster, he frequently engaged in activities that other children enjoyed, particularly those associated with boys. Actually, Alexis and the others made him the majority of the ime.

It was a hormonally charged environment. If a little girl was left alone, she would be exploited.

Westley was quite pleased with Gabrielle's behavior on those occasions.

Even if she went with Lance, it was preferable to be with Sloane alone. Two females would not be that secure in any case.

"I understand," Westley replied placidly.

"I forbid you from being upset, Westley. We didn't even know one another previously, so we were free to play with anybody we pleased," Gabrielle stated matter-of-factly.

She was astute enough to pick up on every detail of Westley's look, to determine if he was going to be angry or not.

"Did you know I was ready to have an argument about this?" Westley couldn't stop himself from chuckling as he looked at her solemn expression.

His wife was even more amazing at this point. She was proactive in her approach. That was undoubtedly his lovely wife.

"If not, then what could it possibly be?" Gabrielle arched her brows and stared at him, her attitude indicating that she was already aware of the situation.

"I just cannot escape that, as I was not a part of your prior life. I'm envious of whoever landed that part." Westley made an attempt to defend himself.

Such a justification was implausible.

Gabrielle, on the other hand, was prepared to take it.

"Westley, just because you haven't been a part of my life previously does not mean you cannot be a part of it later, just as you are now. Some people will join you for a little period of time, while others will remain with you for the rest of your years," Gabrielle said plainly and clearly to him.

Westley could see she was attempting to calm him. He gladly accepted the consolation.

He was unable to take part in her past life. But then, he ought to become a part of her current one.

"Gabrielle, I am the one who will follow you and be on your side to the very end." Westley clutched her hand firmly, their fingers intertwined.

"Thus, you do not need to worry about those who have previously been in my life. Perhaps they could only stay with me for a little while." Gabrielle smiled, although her heart ached a bit.

For those who had been kind to her, she wished they could stay forever.

However, she understood that individuals could not be excessively greedy. Once they'd gone too far, the God would reclaim certain things.

Some bite off more than their mouths can handle. People should be readily happy with what they own.

Furthermore, she had met such an exceptional man as Westley. Why did she continue to anticipate additional things?

It was sufficient for her to remain with him and experience all of his affection for the remainder of her years.

"Westley, Gabrielle, I've already had a couple of cycles. It's fairly safe in this area." Alexis came to a complete stop in front of them and swung his hair purposefully, pretending to be the world's most attractive man. "Prince Williams, that's cool." Gabrielle shook her head and gave him a thumbs up.

"Gabrielle, you have such a taste." Alexis was beaming with joy.

"Obviously. Otherwise, I would not have picked Westley as my spouse, despite his outstanding qualities." Gabrielle made a point

of praising the man next to her.

Westley rose to his feet and put on the gloves for Gabrielle. Then he slid into the lake, taking her hand in his.

"Gabrielle, let me show you how to slide in a circle first. Then you can do it on your own." Westley slide backward, holding her hand.

"Are you sure you're good with skating like that?" Gabrielle asked nervously.

"Do not be afraid. Simply follow my lead and take one step at a time." Westley was unquestionably okay with it. While his sliding abilities were hardly professional, he was superior to any amateur.

Taking Gabrielle skating with him was a piece of cake.

"Gabrielle, you may have confidence in Westley's abilities. He is the finest of us all. He can even skate with his eyes closed." Alexis slid over and spoke to her on purpose.

"Alexis, if you remain silent, no one will see you as mute." Westley coldly looked at him.

Even the wide lake could not keep him from approaching them and chirping ceaselessly.

It was vexing.

"I'd best find a secluded spot. I'm going to leave you two alone." Alexis quickly fled. He wouldn't be able to get away with it if he angered the demon.

Westley was definitely a demon, capable of doing anything he pleased when enraged. As he did today, he let him skate first to

see whether the ice was thick enough to slide on. He was sincerely unconcerned about his closest friend once he married.

"Is what Alexis claimed about you true, Westley?" Gabrielle cast an inquisitive glance at Westley.

She appreciated males who were accomplished skaters. After all, there were plenty of attractive men around, but it did not imply

they were all capable of participating in the sport. ;

If one was gorgeous or a talented skater. That would be wonderful.

"That's fair." Westley was not being humble, but he became less confident and proud in the presence of his wife.

That was not to imply he despised himself. He just did not wish to give her the impression that he was some sort of pretentious and arrogant man, and he desired to show her his finest side.

"I believe you are the world's finest skater. Master Morris, could you teach me how to do it?" Gabrielle quickly designated him as her instructor.

Westley was astounded by the manner in which she spoke him.

"What did you call me, Gabrielle?"