Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 94 Read Online

Chapter 94 Carol White

They had gotten to the flower market just in time. Gabrielle got the flowers she needed and paid for them. Remy followed her diligently, and even helped her in carrying some of the flowers. On their way back, she became apprehensive when she thought about how the families of Emily and Cassie had been threatened and also how Mr. Smith had been brutally beaten. If she had guessed correctly, all of these should be connected to Westley.

She knew that her husband was well-known for his cruel nature and his domineering way of handling issues. But then, he had never for once told her all he had done on her behalf.

Remy, staring at her from the comer of his eyes as he drove, knew what she was worried about. Just in time, they arrived at the Half Moon Bay Villa. He parked the car carefully and they both came out.

“Gabby, by now, you should know the kind of person you got married to. He believes more in action than mere talk. I’m sure he hasn’t told you the things he has done for you, right?” he asked her with concern.

She paused for a while as if contemplating whether to reply or not. Then she answered, “No, he hasn’t. If Macy hadn’t told me today.

“That’s just how he is. As I said, he believes more in action than mere words. Don’t worry. I’m sure you will get used to him in the future. If you want to appreciate him, you can call him or send a text to his phone. He would like that very much.” He felt that he had done what he could do for them as a couple. It was now up to them to either take his advice or throw it out to the dogs.

“I understand. Thank you, Remy.” she told him sincerely. An idea popped up in her mind.

“Speaking of which, since you like making coffee so much, I can recommend a place for you. It is my friend’s coffee shop. If you’re chanced, you can go there and see how that place looks like. You could even become a barista if you like.” He took out a business card from his car’s compartment and handed it over to her.

The name of the cafe, as written on the business card, was Taste Bud.

She had heard about this coffee shop in the past. It was ranked among the top three cafes in the Antawood. They made coffee excellently well and her friend, Sloane, liked it very much and for this reason, they often spent a lot of time there.

“I appreciate your concern, Remy. But my ultimate dream is to be i jewelry desioner. not a barista. Making coffee is just a hobby for me. I don’t intend to use it to make money.” She declined without beating around the bush. She didn’t want to disappoint him or take his kindness for granted. Besides, Taste Bud made very good coffee and she might not fit in well since she was just an unprofessional coffee lover. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

“It doesn’t matter, Gabby.” he tried to persuade her. “You can still take it as your hobby. What I meant is that my friend has a full set of coffee machines, most of which he isn’t using at the moment. You can go there to practice in your spare time, and you can polish up your coffee-making skills, you know. He will teach you quite a whole lot. about coffee making. You don’t have to take it so seriously so that it doesn’t interfere in your jewelry designing.” He found her to be a gifted barista and so he didn’t want to see her talent go to waste just like that.

“Thank you, Remy.” She nodded eventually.

She hadn’t been going to the jewelry studio for some time, so she wanted to go there today if possible.

“You don’t have to be so formal with me. I’ll be leaving now. Don’t hesitate to let me know if you need anything. I’m just a phone call

“Okay, thank you for accompanying us to the flower market today. I’m grateful. Please, drive carefully on the way.” She waved at

He started the car and drove off. Instead of going back to the hospital or his own villa, he took the road that led to the Morris Group building

Someone from there had sent him a message, asking him to come to his office right away. He received the message when he was still at the flower market. And now, it was more than two hours. He wondered silently if Westley would torture him to death for not responding to the message as quickly as possible

By the time he got to the floor where Westley’s office was located, he could feel that the whole atmosphere was tensed up. If he guessed correctly. Westley must be in a rage right now

“Oh! Dr. Remy. Thank goodness you are here. Please go in and pacify Mr. Morris. He is very angry right now,” Alvin said to him as he walked past him with a large tray of some shacks and drinks which he knew was not what Westley liked to eat.

“Is it the food and drink I ordered for him this

afternoon that inspired his strange taste in snacks and juice?’ he asked himself silently.

“What happened in there?” he asked Alvin curiously

“It is Carol. She is in Mr. Morris’ office. She must have pissed him off with her devilish attitude,” Alvin said in a low tone.

“Since Carol, the little devil is here, I’d better leave quietly. She will only make more trouble for Westley, anyway. I think it will be better to avoid her.” He was about to slip away as soon as he said these words.

All the same, Alvin moved faster than him and pushed the door of Westley’s office open making him stop in his tracks. “Mr. Morris, Dr. Remy is here to see you,” he said loudly.

“Remy, come in and eat up the food you sent to me,” said Westley in a resentful voice.

Carol White was the daughter of the White, and also the sister of Jonas White, who pampered his younger daughter excessively. So none of them could scold her. 21

Now, Westley’s anger which was ultimately caused by Carol was thrown to Remy.

Remy regretted why he didn’t call Alvin first to ask about what was going on in the office. Maybe it was just not the right day to come

and see Wentley. He would have chosen a better day if he knew that Westley was very any

“Remy. you’re here! Come on in. I’ve brought you a lot of delicious food, Carol said in a sweet voice.

Both Remy and Westley knew very well that under the angel-like face of Carol lay the soul of the devil, full of deceit.

She had been troublesome, arrogant, and self -willed since she was a little child. She was prone to several bouts of mood swings. At the age of ten, she fell in love with Westley and started haunting him ever since. When she was eighteen, she had already made up her mind that she would be the one to marry him whether he liked it or not.

Westley was almost driven crazy by her Remy, who also suffered a lot from the girl could do nothing but show sympathy. Carol was too smart. The two men would have been in much more trouble had they not been on alert for her.

“Oh, it’s you, Carol. Why did you return home all of a sudden? Aren’t you supposed to be in school overseas?” Remy asked her as he walked in with a smile.

The beautiful and lovely-looking girl was sitting on the sofa. In front of her, there was

in set menu of afternoon tea. Remy recognized that those were sent by him to disgust Westley as he ordered the set menu for girls. Now, coincidentally, it satisfied Carol.

“Remy, did you order this cake? How did you know that I would come back today? It’s like it was specially prepared for me,” she said with a smile on her face. “It’s delicious.” She took another bite from the cake and swayed her head from side to side.

it was true that anyone who took a look at her would fall for her beautiful and innocent face.

But who would expect that there was a bag full of tricks behind her beautiful and innocent-looking face.

“Well, maybe I have a connection with you without knowing it.” Remy managed to think of a reply. Then he turned around and saw the man sitting on the leather chair with a tight face.

“Westley, you didn’t eat. Don’t you want to try this sweet piece of cake?” He looked at him with a big smile on his face.

Westley intentionally threw a document at him in a playful manner, which he caught instantly.

“Remy, stop acting so sick. Don’t you know