Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Hartwell laid his chopsticks down on the table and said, "Wesley goes to see my father very often. I'll ask my father to talk to him and your substitute guidance counselor."

"Thanks, Hartwell, but that's not necessary. I'm fine now. Besides, he saved my life in the library," said Blair.

"I don't know exactly what happened in the library, but he is a serviceman. He would have saved anybody under the circumstances."

Hartwell's words came as a wet blanket. Blair had been eating, but she paused when she heard that. Her spirits dampened even further. She knew that she had been fooling herself into thinking that Wesley cared about her, and that now it was time to wake up. "You're right. As it happens, I was the one being held as the hostage that day. Anyway, why don't we move on?"

Hartwell studied her face; there was nothing unusual about her expression. "Have you gotten used to living alone? You're too stubborn, you know. I told you not to move out, but you insisted."

"I enjoy living on my own. I don't like restraints. You know that." Everyone in the Ji family was nice to her. But she had to follow all kinds of rules, which were insufferable to her.

Hartwell smiled helplessly. "As long as you're happy. Since I work in another city now, I have so little time to take care of you. I'd like to check out your place after dinner. Only after making sure that you're safe and comfortable will I be truly relieved."

"All right, fine. By the way, why didn't you let me invite Joslyn to join us tonight?"

Hartwell smiled. "I'll ask her out some other time."

Blair nodded knowingly. "Oh. So, you didn't want me to be the third wheel."

Hartwell didn't deny it. "I have been really busy lately, so I couldn't call her. Now that I'm here, I want to make it up to her so that she won't misunderstand."

Blair understood. At work, Hartwell's phone was kept by his secretary. And when he was finally off the clock, it was usually very late. This time, he had come to Y City because he had some work to get done here. Otherwise, this dinner wouldn't have happened.

Usually, she never met Wesley at

that was exactly

Hartwell gotten off the elevator than Wesley appeared near the stairway of

Hartwell was surprised. "Wesley?"

Wesley nodded slightly. "Hartwell."

shook hands, Blair was wondering how she was supposed to explain Wesley showing up on the floor where she lived.

as Wesley. She had failed to keep it a secret that she had a crush on Wesley from her uncle. If

of Wesley's apartment and

trying to tell him to play along. But he didn't understand why she was pretending that this was

here. Why are

hesitation, he gave her a simple nod. "Hmm."

But that sufficed.

smiled. "Now that I know Wesley is your neighbor, I have nothing to worry about." Then he said to Wesley politely, "She lives alone. Please look

"Will do."

her secrets away to each other, Blair started dragging Hartwell towards her apartment. "Come on. It's late. Check out my apartment and then go home and get some rest. You are

had to say goodbye to Wesley in a hurry.

"Sure."

apartment, Hartwell looked around and said, "It's a nice place. Has my father

since I moved in." Adalson had rented the place for her. She couldn't

awaits me. Good night." Hartwell was in such a hurry that he didn't

be a workaholic. Take care of yourself. And marry Joslyn already, since you like