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."

was crushed under the weight of his

didn't give her the chance to say anything. The doors closed quickly and the

at the subway station. The journey was short, but she felt like she had been

and flipping through the pages of her English book. "Joslyn, do you think that girl is

and spat,

just had an English class, and Blair was too overwhelmed. She sat up and apologized. "Sorry, Joslyn. I didn't do it on

to speak English so well? When you talked to our foreign teacher, you sounded like a native English speaker. I wonder when

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

English. Forget about it. You look super frustrated. Tell

what had happened between her and Wesley, Blair pouted her lips and began to tell her

listening to the story, Joslyn looked towards the 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 normal that he has high

was cheered up once again by Joslyn's words. She hugged Joslyn tightly and 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 or later,

act so horny! Your superhero

loud, and then Joslyn joined in. She was feeling much better now, after talking to her best friend. After

back. I'm planning to find another part-time job. Why do you want

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

Please don't be mad at me. Your cousin is so handsome that I wasn't able

was Adalson's eldest son—Hartwell Ji. He cared for Blair very much.

Hartwell Ji would try to find out about her whenever he could, like her academic

his resources, he could easily get the information he needed through his men. But no one was closer to Blair than

him everything he had wanted to learn about Blair. Besides,