Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Wesley stepped onto the balcony and found that his clothes were hung there.

'She entered the apartment without my permission, and on top of that, she did my laundry too?

What a weird girl!' he thought.

Blair had classes to attend early the next morning. The alarm clock roused her from her deep sleep. After washing her face and brushing her teeth, she left her apartment and entered the elevator, her head still blank from yesterday's incident.

When the elevator reached the first floor, she was still in a daze, not realizing that she had to get out. At that moment, a man entered.

It was Wesley.

'Wait! Wesley!' Blair's eyes widened, as she immediately snapped back into reality.

Wesley was wearing a grey sweatshirt, black shorts and a pair of Nike Air Max 720. He had just finished his morning exercise. Blair could still see beads of sweat on his forehead.

Wesley cast a casual glance at her before pressing the button to the sixteenth floor. Blair watched blankly as the doors closed slowly. 'Oh God! What am I doing?' she thought. "Wait!" she yelled. "Sorry. I need to get out."

She pressed the open button and left the elevator in a hurry. When the doors were about to close again, Wesley blocked them with his foot and called out, "Wait!"

Blair stopped and turned around by instinct. "Me?"

Wesley didn't respond to her question. Under Blair's expectant eyes, he said coldly, "Do not touch my stuff again. I hate people touching my things without my permission."

under the weight of his cold

but he didn't give her the chance to say anything. The doors closed quickly and the elevator went up to the sixteenth

journey was short, but she felt like she had been dumped a thousand

Blair was leaning over the desk and flipping through the pages of her English book. "Joslyn,

rolled her eyes and spat,

class, and Blair was too overwhelmed. She sat

When you talked to our foreign teacher, you sounded like a native English speaker. I wonder when I will get to be that good at speaking English.

leaned onto her shoulder. "It's because you never concentrate on your studies.

no talent in English. Forget about it. You look

pouted her lips

playground and said, "I guess a lot of women might have done the same things as you—doing his laundry and preparing fruits for him. Wesley is the dream lover of countless women. You have to admit it. It's perfectly

said, "Thank you, honey. You are always by my side. And don't worry. You know I'm not the kind of person who gives up so easily. I'll make him mine sooner

her in the forehead and snapped, "Hey, don't act so horny! Your superhero might get scared

now, after talking to her best friend. After a while, she asked, "Where are you working

to find another

and told Joslyn in a serious tone, "As long as you don't tell

Please don't be mad at me. Your cousin is so

cousin was Adalson's eldest son—Hartwell Ji. He

out about her whenever he could, like her

the information he needed through his men. But no one was closer to Blair than her best friend, Joslyn. The two girls hung

he had wanted to learn about Blair. Besides, they had exchanged their WeChat accounts so that she could update him on any news about Blair.