Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 198 Read Online
Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 198 Read Online
Chapter 198 Nonchalant Attitude
Miley raised more than ten chicken in the chicken house which was located in the backyard. The place was well surrounded with wood and bamboo while the innermost part of the chicken house was made up of bricks.
There were four or five fierce old hens that laid eggs in the chicken house. These hens protected their eggs very well. Under normal circumstances, it was okay for Miley to pick up the eggs herself. After all, she was the one who raised these chicken.
But as soon as Gabrielle stepped her feet into the chicken house, she became the target of their attack. They cackled loudly at her as their bean-sized black eyes looked at her with inexplicable cruelty as if she was a thief.
An old hen ran towards Gabrielle, which scared her so much that she almost fell. As luck would have it, Westley caught her just in time. If not, she would have
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“Thank you very much, Westley.” Gabrielle said as she looked at Westley. having hardly recovered from the shock.
“They see you as a strange egg thief. Just go out first and wait there for me.” Westley said as he followed her outside the chicken house.
“What you said was true, Westley. These chicken are very fierce and they will easily peck people.” As she said this, she stood at the door of the chicken house without going any further.
It was obvious that Miley had given Gabrielle the task to make fun of her on purpose
“I have told you times without number that I will never lie to anyone, I have been pecked by these chicken in the past; let alone you. These fierce chicken you see here, which can be used as guards in the yard can only be raised by my grandma,” Westley said in a humorous tone.
“Are you being serious right now, Westley? How dare you whine about the chickens raised by your grandma?”
Gabrielle asked jokingly.
She couldn’t believe that her husband would say something like that.
It was difficult to believe that Westley, who had always been serious and indifferent most times, could have such a humorous side. U
She was surprised to see that Westley’s character wasn’t just one-sided. He had many sides to him. In this way, she felt that Westley was much more approachable
‘Or did he become silly just because he was weeding the garden?” she wondered.
“Will you tell my Grandma what I just said?” Westley asked as he turned around and looked at her with begging eyes.
She shook her head subconsciously and said to him, “No, I won’t.”
“Okay. Just stand here. Let me go and pick up the eggs.” As he said this, he put the cup and towel in Gabrielle’s hands and then walked towards the chicken house with a bamboo basket in his hands.
With a cup in one hand and a towel in the other, she stood outside the chicken house and stared at Westley, who was moving towards the chicken softly. 1
As the old hens saw him walking towards them, they cackled even louder. This made Gabrielle panic.
“Would these hens peck Westley?’ she wondered. She couldn’t help but feel worried. Just then, Gabrielle’s worry became a reality as Westley’s arm and hand were pecked by a particular hen several times and blood gushed out. 3
As the CEO of the Morris Group, he had gone to the chicken house to pick up eggs, but his hand had been hurt by a ferocious hen. This scenario was just too embarrassing
Although Gabrielle didn’t feel embarrassed, she just felt sorry for her husband
“Westley, your hand… It’s bleeding, Give me the basket; let me carry it. I thought you said that these chicken won’t peck you since they knew your face. Now it has pecked you. What could be worse than this?” Gabrielle said as she
approached him. She grabbed the bamboo basket from him with one hand and held his hand with the other. She found out that there were about five or six cuts on his hand.
“Maybe it’s because I haven’t seen them for a long time and they have forgotten my face. But it’s all right. I’m a man. Can I die after being pecked just a few times?” As he looked at Gabrielle’s wrinkled face, it was obvious that he was in a good mood. He didn’t feel bad at all because he was pecked by a wicked hen.
“Are you worried about me, Gabrielle?” Westley asked with a broad smile. He was obviously in a very good mood.
When she heard his question, she was at a loss for words. She was so stunned that, she didn’t know how best to answer his question. When she looked at his deep black eyes, she became even more speechless.
“I… I didn’t…” Gabrielle stammered as she lowered her head. She couldn’t dare to look at his face.
“Gabrielle, you know that I don’t like it when people lie to me,” he said to her. Although she was trying to say that she Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.
wasn’t worried about him, it was obvious that her eyes were red with worry.
The ambiance around them was so tensed that Gabrielle felt that she had to find a topic to break it.
“Miley’s chicken are too fierce. Don’t you know of a better way to fight against them? Let’s go back to the house first and clean up the wounds as soon as possible. It’s not a good thing to be pecked by chicken. If it becomes serious, you will have a stroke.” As Gabrielle thought of his hand that was hurt, she felt that they had to go back to the house
With a cup and a towel in one hand and a bamboo basket in the other, she ran towards the house.
“Hurry up, Westley,” she said to him as she tried to urge him.
Immediately he heard his wife’s words, he quickened his pace as he still heard the crazy cluck of the hens.
“This woman is so mischievous. How could she ask me to fight against a hen? What could she be thinking in that small head of hers?’ Westley wondered.
“Grandma, the chicken you are raising are so fierce to the extent that they can even peck people. You knew that they are so fierce but you asked me to pick up some eggs from the chicken house without even letting me know. Westley was hurt by the chicken. Grandma,” Gabrielle shouted at Miley as soon as she got into the house.
When Miley came out of the kitchen, she saw that Gabrielle was sweating profusely with a bamboo basket in one hand and a cup and a towel in the other. Gabrielle looked at her with a hint of anger in her eyes.
At this point, Miley couldn’t help but be amused by this woman. “Were you pecked by the chicken, Gabrielle?” Miley asked her gently. “No, Grandma, I’m fine. I wasn’t the one who picked up the eggs. It was Westley. who helped me. He told me that if I go there myself, the chicken would peck me.” Gabrielle announced what Westley had told her in a very serious tone.
Miley smiled knowingly at Westley, who had just walked in. “It seems to me that my grandson now knows how to love his
wife. This is a good sign. Anyway, it’s not a big deal for a man to be pecked by chicken, Don’t worry, Gabrielle. He won’t die. He would bleed a little. Just apply some medicine to him later, okay?”
Miley’s attitude towards Westley was casual which made Gabrielle surprised. She couldn’t help but feel that Westley must have been adopted.
“Grandma, Westley’s hand was pecked about five to six times by one of your ferocious chicken. It looks very serious. Don’t you care about him?” Gabrielle felt very sad for her husband. His grandmother treated him like this and didn’t care whether he was hurt or not. ‘How could Miley be so indifferent to her grandson’s injuries?” Gabrielle pondered deeply
“Is it that serious, Westley?” Miley asked her grandson calmly.
“It’s not that serious, Grandma. Don’t worry about me.” Westley said as he looked calm without any pain. “You were pecked by a chicken while picking up eggs. I’rn afraid that others will laugh at you when they get to know about this. Well, for now, just go upstairs
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when you’re done and after that, you
together,”
Miley said without any worry on her face. As Gabrielle stared at the two of them, she once again believed that Westley was adopted.
“Okay, Grandma, I’m going upstairs now to take a shower,”
Westley said in a calm tone which showed that he wasn’t angry. Without waiting for any reply, he turned around and went upstairs.
“Go ahead. You smell of so much sweat and it stinks,” Miley said as she fanned the air two times on purpose.