Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

When Wesley heard what Blair said, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, paralyzed by her words. "No, I don't," he replied.

Blair wouldn't let the matter drop. She hurried over to him and asked, "Then why won't you take my gift?"

After giving it some thought, Wesley grabbed the bag in her arms and took out his phone. "How much was it? I'll pay you back. WeChat Pay okay?"

"No, you don't have to. I—" She wanted to tell him that she had money now; her aunt had floated her some funds.

But Wesley interrupted her. "It's not easy to win a scholarship. You're taking the GRE test, right? Studying abroad is expensive. You shouldn't be spending money on stupid things."

Blair said dully, "My uncle will help me out."

Since she would have to ask her uncle to help her with living expenses and schooling once she was overseas, she didn't think the meager thousands of bucks she had spent on the lighter would make much difference.

"In that case, let me buy your ticket. It's the least I can do."

Blair was disappointed seeing how persistent he was to pay her back. "Seriously, guy? Why can't it just be a gift? No strings."

Wesley had never gotten a present from a girl before, so he had no idea how to handle this. He gave her an infuriating answer, in his single-word style: "Because," he said eventually.

For a moment, Blair didn't know what to say, nor did he; the apartment fell quiet. After a while, she smiled, "Okay. I'll remind you to book a flight for me before I leave."

Her smile was so sweet, but Wesley wasn't fooled. The sadness behind her expression was obvious. "No problem," he said.

Blair decided she needed to get out of there, but needed a way to make a graceful exit. She didn't run away.

She walked straight to the door and then stopped. Without turning back, she asked, "Wesley, the kisses we shared...were those...just punishments?"

That question caused him to think of so many things—his future, her future, their future...

Being rejected again and again would finally break her heart. She might be a confident, skilled

harsh punishment. Meanwhile, Wesley wasn't easy on himself either. He put himself through strenuous training exercises: hiking up mountain trails with a loaded backpack, kicking a tree to toughen

or two drops of water spilling from the corner of Wesley's mouth and streaking down his neck. He looked extremely masculine at

okay, Chief? I know you're a ruthless taskmaster, but you should treat yourself better. You're pushing yourself harder than anyone. What's wrong?" Wesley shot him a stern look. "Hey, hey, don't take this wrong. The men are worried. These exercises are kicking our collective asses, and

into the bin. "Mmm hmm," was his

what?

"Mmm hmm."

bugging the tough guy.' Realizing something, Talbot followed behind Wesley excitedly and asked, "What is it, Chief? Girl trouble?

hundred burpees. Miss one and get two hundred more.

way! " All he had done was ask a

reconsider his punishment. But he knew him.

misery. What surprised

his confused gaze, Wesley began

that Wesley was hurting worse than he

routine, his head was filled with thoughts of Blair. Her face, her figure, her

Blair expressed her feelings for him, he turned her down; but now that she

programs. He forced himself to focus on enhancing his strength and endurance. To make sure he wouldn't slack off, he had even asked some of his soldiers to supervise him during the

arrived. Blair spent the holidays with the Ji family. She overheard Adalson say that Wesley had left the country for his

had been one month since she saw him last. She didn't know when she would be

focused on preparing for the GRE

dancing. She turned her down every time. One evening, Blair realized she might become a nerd if she kept studying like that.

her once more to go outside and have some fun, she

went hiking in a national forest, 45

came back by minibus. Blair slept on the way back, head bobbing to the bumps in the road. Suddenly, she heard someone

suggested. It was bumper-to-bumper traffic. Try as they might, the line of cars stretched as far as the eye could see. Blair and Joslyn could