Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

In an instant, Blair's arm was scalded. It turned red and swelled, and her face went pale.

Wesley let go of her arm, and quickly unscrewed the lid from the bottle of water Talbot had drunk from. He took her arm again and pulled her to the nearest trash can, dumping water onto her arm to cool the burn.

The student who bumped into Blair was scalded by the hot soup too. Some of the soup had splashed on his chest and legs. Worse, it was summer and he was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt. So he was now groaning in pain on the floor.

Many students around were still in a daze as everything happened so quickly. Luckily, Talbot and the other soldiers reacted quickly and took charge of the situation. Some of them handed their bottles of water to Wesley one by one, while the others began to comfort Blair. "Does it hurt?"

"Blair, are you okay? Oh, my God. Your arm is so red now..."

The noise of the crowd snapped Joslyn back to her senses. She shot to her feet and ran to Blair's side. "Bless, you okay? Let's see your wound," she said worriedly.

Face still pale, Blair shook her head, though tears were threatening to fall from her eyes. She gritted her teeth and reassured her friend in a weak voice, "Don't worry. I'm okay."

Wesley knitted his brows and cast her a sidelong glance, wondering if she was pretending to be strong. But her face was already white as a sheet. And strangely, her pained expression made his heart ache a little bit...

Students ringed around the boy on the floor; some came forward to help him to his feet. He pulled up his T-shirt to check his scalds. His chest was just a little red, and compared to Blair's wound, it wasn't worth mentioning.

Wesley had gone through all the water bottles he had been given. He still felt it wasn't enough. So he grabbed her hand and led her towards the nearest sink in the cafeteria, while giving Talbot orders. "Talbot! Go buy some aloe vera cream."

"Yes, Chief!" Talbot responded and turned on his heels to carry out his orders.

in her arm was so intense she could scarcely

pondered her options, but in the end, she decided against following them. Blair was alone with

around to get even with the boy student. Lenard had told the boy to pour some mineral water onto his slight scald. Joslyn told him off angrily, "This is the school cafeteria! Why would you run around like a

felt guilty and apologized quickly,

him more, a girl student suddenly interrupted her and asked curiously, "Joslyn, what is it with Blair and Wesley, anyway? He seems to care for

heatstroke the other day. He even stayed there with her!"

gossiping about Blair and

on Blair's wound. But hearing what the girls had said, they all froze on the spot and contented themselves with just

had already reached the sink. Wesley had turned on the faucet

observed their leader carefully. His face wasn't as cold as usual, but instead, there was a hint of tenderness.

eyes, not wanting to be

believe it. "Could be..." He had never seen Wesley treat

as soldiers, they didn't see too many women, Bowman saw how Wesley behaved around Megan. This was different. They used to tease him

merely glared at the nosy girls and said, "Why are you

Begrudgingly, they went back to their seats to continue

Blair were unaware they'd drawn any attention to themselves. They were more concerned with healing her burns. When

for you, I don't know what I'd do," she said, trying to sound as

He noticed the tears, and his face turned grim. For the first time in his life, he didn't know what to do