Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 537 Freshly Made Coffee

Since Adalson was in another city, he couldn't check on Blair personally. He had called Wesley and had asked him to check on her as a favor for him.

Wesley didn't know how to respond to that.

That night, Blair slept with a wide smile on her lips. What she didn't know was that, across the hall, due to her little kiss, Wesley had to go to the bathroom a few times in order to take cold showers.

At four in the morning, he put her name on his list of troublesome people. Most of the people on the list were the unruliest criminals. Two minutes later, touching the corner of his mouth, he moved Blair's name to the top of the list, which meant, to Wesley, Blair had just become the most troublesome person on the planet.

The next morning, Blair got up very early to create a chance to meet Wesley. She had found out his entire schedule—when he would return from his morning exercise and what time he would enter the elevator.

However, none of that happened. The man didn't show up as she had expected. Actually, to avoid her, last night, he had decided to take the stairs from that day on instead of riding the elevator.

For the next three days, Blair didn't meet Wesley even once in the building. Just when she started to think that he probably hadn't been home lately, she heard the sound of his door closing as he left the apartment in a hurry.

She wondered when he had come home and why she hadn't met him earlier.

Blair had art lesson that afternoon. She didn't want to go, but Joslyn liked art and wanted her company, so Blair agreed to attend the lesson.

In the drawing studio, Blair doodled on the drawing board with her black crayon. Half the lesson had passed and she still hadn't drawn anything worthy.

The young female guidance counselor walked over to her and frowned. "Blair, what are you doing? What is that?" she reprimanded.

The white drawing paper on Blair's board was filled with useless doodling. She quickly tore it and tossed it into the waste basket. "It's nothing. I'll start over now."

The guidance counselor walked away, grumbling under her breath. Watching her figure receding, Blair made a face behind her back.

counselor wasn't theirs to begin with, and the drawing studio wasn't where her duty was. She was only in the studio because their art instructor had been occupied elsewhere lately.

the guidance counselor seemed to have a problem with Blair since the very beginning, which was part of the reason why Blair didn't want to attend this

"I think she is jealous of you. You're prettier than her and you have a

big cross in the air with her black crayon. "No way! She and I are neither

the

mean to you

only mean

the guidance counselor yelled as she

the crayon in her hand and

off yet. "Don't ever come to my class again if you

for only her and Joslyn to hear, "That

Joslyn chuckled.

guidance counselor wandered among the students to see how they were doing. She lingered behind Joslyn and Blair for a long time to keep a sharp eye on them. Blair rolled her eyes unhappily. When the guidance counselor was busy talking to another student, Blair

the whole class, the guidance counselor snorted

take a sip and see how you like it," Blair urged.

"Pfff!"

out and spilled much of the dark-colored liquid onto

and rushed

Joslyn didn't even bother stifling her

mind her white chiffon shirt being stained. "Miss Zheng, what's wrong? Didn't you like my coffee?" she asked in a feigned innocent tone.

a long while to clean herself up. She purpled, pointing at Blair and Joslyn. "You— you two! Go to

like running, please feel free to do so.

Zhu! Don't make me flunk you

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