Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Blair's head was spinning. When she could finally think clearly, she found herself sitting at the table already.

The dishes on the table remained untouched. Megan sat on the couch, playing games on her phone. Seeing Wesley and Blair were back already, she put her phone away and stood up.

"Where did you go? I'm starving. Let's eat," Megan said pouting as she sat opposite Blair.

Blair smiled. "I took a walk." She was surprised to know that Wesley and Megan hadn't eaten yet. 'Was he waiting for me, then?'

Wesley took the seat next to her and threw her a pair of chopsticks. "Here. Eat."

Blair picked up the chopsticks and tried a couple pieces of tofu. The dinner was already cold.

"I'll heat these up," she said as she stood up.

Wesley dragged her back into her seat with one hand. "It's not too cold. Don't go to the trouble. Just eat."

The heat had been turned on, so the dishes were just room temperature. Blair sat back.

After taking a couple bites, Megan complained, "The beef bone broth is cold. Uncle Wesley, can you warm it up for me? It might cause a tummy ache if we eat it cold."

"Okay." Wesley dropped his chopsticks and walked into the kitchen, carrying the beef bone broth.

Blair gaped at him. 'He just said the dishes weren't that cold.'

After dinner, the three of them left Wesley's place together. Wesley was going to drive Megan home, and Blair went back to her own apartment.

When the doorbell rang, Blair was relaxing, reading on the bed after a comfortable shower. She jogged to the door. It was Wesley. He had just come back home.

He was holding his phone in his hands. "What's your WeChat account?"

be pretty busy from now on. So I might need help taking care of my

Blair grabbed her phone from the bedroom, and they friended each other

and hers

help thinking that judging from their usernames, one might think they were

know the password to your apartment. Mine's 1104. You might need

birthday again.' Leaning on the door, Blair asked, "Do you

his phone away and gave her a confused look.

is your phone password. And it's the code to your apartment. Now that you like her that much, why not tell her and make her your girlfriend? What are you waiting for?

came his

smiled. "Let me guess: you use her birthday as a PIN

Wesley turned around to enter

fiancee? She might be too

Wesley frowned. That was when it hit him—Blair misunderstood his relationship with Megan. It irritated

the door, held the back of her

her in her apartment last time. It had been wonderful, and for a long time afterwards, he dreamed of it every night; her scent, her sweetness, her softness. He tried to

decisive action. 'Wh-what's happening? He's kissing me!' Wesley was still in control,

he warned in her ear, "So quit talking like that,

and asked, "What kind of punishment did you have in mind?" She didn't think of

also started to realize this. 'I think she's enjoying this, ' he thought.

hands away and stressed, "Next time, I'll make you

Blair turned around, ran into her apartment and locked the door. She leaned her back against it,

him, but she wouldn't risk her

closed door, Wesley

to his own apartment and went into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. But soon something occurred

one of the cabinets. And he was right. There was the

out of the cabinet and looked inside. Just then, the doorbell rang.

at the bag again. Was she trying to get it