Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Joslyn asked Blair in a whisper, "How is it going between you and Wesley? He didn't even look at you. It's as if he doesn't even know who you are."

Blair twitched her mouth unhappily. "I suppose he has forgotten my name. Besides, he is the aloof type in nature."

"How could he forget your name? You told me that you kissed him. I thought everything was going great between you two," Joslyn commented with a wicked smile.

"I only kissed him on the corner of his mouth. It's not what you think." Blair's phone buzzed. She took it out of her pocket and unlocked the screen.

It was from Hartwell. "Hartwell is coming home in one or two days. What do you think of a get-together?" she asked Joslyn as she read his message.

Joslyn pondered for a while, and then asked, "Ideally speaking, how much older do you think a man could be than a woman in a relationship?"

Blair looked at Wesley, who was walking towards them now, and answered, "Four years." He was four years older than her.

Joslyn was pretty disappointed. "Four? But your cousin, Hartwell, is ten years older than me! Should I give up?" she asked with a pout.

Blair put her phone away and said in a hurry, "You and Hartwell are a different case."

As soon as she finished, Wesley came up to them. Standing straight, he commanded, "Attention!"

Blair and Joslyn stopped talking at once and stood straight as an arrow.

"Left turn!" Wesley commanded once again.

Initially, Blair had been standing to Joslyn's left, and now, she was face to face with her.

Joslyn burst out laughing. Blair realized she had turned the wrong way.

She turned around to her left quickly and stood to attention.

found her lovely and extremely funny. But as the strictest military training instructor, he kept

wondered, totally confused. She wasn't good with numbers. When she turned around

away the beads of sweat on her forehead, she asked him

expectantly, Wesley just said, "Five kilometers. At

start running. Wesley corrected them constantly. "Raise your arms to your waist. Keep your fingers closed and your thumbs between

at her own waist, and asked Wesley out of the blue, "My waist? You

his

"Bwahaha!" Joslyn roared.

"Halt!" Wesley commanded.

was to come. "Wait here!" he said

him in training the freshmen, resolving to focus

When the warm-up was done, Blair felt

train Blair and Joslyn. It was so hot that Blair collapsed onto the ground after a while. But Wesley wasn't going to give her a break. He pulled her to her feet and ordered her to keep running.

stand up at

me go," she pleaded in a whisper.

Wesley's brain went into

to his senses, he pushed her out of his

if she were made of jello, she fell

had sunstroke and passed out during Wesley's training spread

a horrible piece of news, but when the girls saw Wesley running towards the infirmary with Blair in his arms, every one of them envied the unconscious girl. They announced that if they

to find Wesley sitting by the

mouth to say something, but he ended up reprimanding her with a long face, "You're too weak. You

replied, "I'm not

your military instructor. Don't

was feeling better, she tried getting out of bed. She could actually get up on her own,

him to lend her a hand. "Get yourself out of