Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Blair went to the ladies' room and looked at herself in the mirror. There was a bit of paper tissue clinging to her face.

She turned on the faucet, washed her face and hands, and turned it off. Staring at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but recall what Niles had just told her—"I saw Wesley stroke your hand."

'Really? When did that happen? Why didn't I know? Was Niles lying?' she mused.

At that moment, her phone buzzed. It was a WeChat message from Wesley. "Come out."

Blair was stunned. 'What? Where is he? What's going on?'

When she walked out of the ladies' room, she saw Wesley waiting for her. Niles stood next to him with a sad face.

Upon seeing her, Wesley asked, "Care to tell me what Niles said?"

He guessed that Niles must have said something bad about him to Blair. Otherwise, she wouldn't have looked at him that way.

Blair knew she had to tell him something. After all, Wesley had come here for an answer. 'I just looked at him when Niles told me that, and Wesley immediately found out this had something to do with him. I guess it wouldn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure it out, ' she thought to herself. She decided to concoct an excuse. "He said you were bad in bed," she said.

She wondered if he'd believe it.

Actually, she'd pondered this before. Wesley was always in a hurry, eating, jogging, changing his clothes, and so on. He didn't slow down for anything. So she wondered if he would be too fast for fun in bed.

Niles gazed at Blair, eyes wide open.

Wesley seemed to buy it and his face was as dark as ink. If looks could kill, Niles would have already been dead.

"No, no. Wesley, it's not like that..." Niles stammered. He almost had a nervous breakdown, and everything just seemed to cave in on top of him.

Wesley, however, didn't give him a chance to explain. He grabbed his collar and dragged him into the men's room.

me. It was a secret. If I didn't tell you, you'd never

Blair's bogus explanation more convincing to Wesley.

that he was bad in bed. He threw Niles into

Niles kept retreating until he hit the

you find out?" With his left hand in his pocket, he put his right hand on

was scared out of his wits. "No,

off. "Stop making excuses. You've been asking for this for a while." He cracked his neck, like he was going to teach Niles a

this to me! Help!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, hoping she

men's room to come to Niles' rescue. She knocked on the door to the stall where the two men were with a flat palm.

the men's room. They

man entered. When he saw Blair, he was stunned and apologized to her. "I'm so sorry. I must be drunk. This is the ladies' room!" Before Blair could explain, the

fine if you're a

Blair looked into the stall and saw Niles trembling in the

to the private room first.

he was alone, so one

the door and stammered, "He... He went

Blair?" Cecelia asked.

She went with

Niles saw their expressions change, he immediately changed his

in the ladies' room. I thought you

bullshit. What did this have to

not long before. Wesley locked her in the same stall and played with a cigarette in his hand, rolling it between his fingers. "I'm a

asked in reply. Her heart started racing

now?" he asked. This woman was infuriating. Hot

"No."