Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Blair had only asked for three days of leave. She should have been back to work now. Since her mobile phone was ruined in the constant downpour and flash flood, she hadn't been able to reach her superior to extend her leave. To her co-workers, she was a no-call no-show. She was worried she might get fired for it.

She had planned to thank Wesley in person with Miller after she recovered. But she didn't have a phone number yet, so the matter had to be put off for a little while. The message to Wesley was her old phone's last gasp before the screen went black and it refused to turn back on. Miller had gotten her a phone, but it was up to her to get everything transferred.

One day, Debbie and Megan had a huge fight. Fed up with Megan's whining, Wesley went to Carlos' manor, insisting Debbie go to the hospital and apologize to Megan. To his surprise, Debbie got upset. She refused to apologize to Megan, and even implied there was a reason he was single.

What baffled Wesley most was that she thought Blair was his girlfriend, and that she'd left him over Megan.

Of course, he realized Debbie didn't have a clue what was going on. But Wesley didn't owe her any explanations. She wasn't his girlfriend, so he didn't care what she thought.

Later, after he drove Debbie to the hospital, Carlos showed up too. Though Wesley had a reputation as a tough guy, the way Carlos spoiled Debbie made him jealous. Not paying much attention to where he was going, he ended up at a certain housing complex.

This was where Blair and her fiance lived. And she was pregnant.

Or so Megan had told him. The girl claimed that she met Blair at the airport; Blair had told the man with her she was pregnant.

Wesley brooded silently for a whole afternoon after he had heard the news.

He scrolled through the images on his phone and found a picture. It used to be a photo of Niles and Blair, but Wesley cropped his brother out of the picture, so right now, it was just a pic of Blair, smiling.

Niles had sent him that one.

Six months ago, Niles had planned a trip to England. When Cecelia heard of it, she insisted that Niles visit Blair after he got there.

Niles didn't want to. But after thinking about it, he decided it was not a bad idea. He could check up on her for his brother.

Blair soon after he arrived at

so long in a foreign country, she was thrilled to see another person from her homeland. And the brother of the man she loved. Happy tears welled in her eyes. She was super nice

of them grew tired and took a break, Niles took out his phone and suggested

his brother. "Why did you send this to me?" Wesley asked. But the next second, he opened the picture in a photo-editor and cut

he was sending the picture to his mom. She believed

ready to go home. Then

'Isn't that Blair's fiance?'

age also emerged from the vehicle. Then they walked into the housing estate together, arm in

particular struck him: that wasn't Blair! After a brief moment of confusion, he realized what was

thought she was happy. Now he knew she wasn't.

him. Part of him was glad while the rest of him felt sorry for her. He didn't know which

on his phone and asked

was at work when she got the call. It

had an accident. He's at home now," the person at the other end of the line told her. 'An accident? He's

When did this happen?'

The mysterious caller had left. She went to her boss and asked to leave early. This was a family emergency, after all. She hurried back home to

and dashed into the housing estate. Wesley followed quietly behind her, worried that she might be distraught and need some comfort.

Miller and the woman didn't even make it to the bedroom. Blair

because she wasn't in love with Miller. She never loved him.

bad about that. Maybe it was her

Blair opened the door and walked into the living room. The room was empty. From the sounds, she realized that they had gone into Miller's bedroom.

the noise. She was right. She could hear both of them discussing this. She heard the girl say, "Expecting someone?"

get dressed. Then, she said his name.