Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 557 Dinner For Three

The girl was Megan.

When she saw Blair and Wesley walk out of the elevator together, she was taken aback at first, and then she squeezed out some tears and ran into Wesley's arms, weeping.

Wesley was concerned. "What's the matter?" he asked tenderly.

"I think someone is still stalking me."

Wesley turned towards the other side of the hallway. Seeing what he was doing, Blair turned her head too. Two bodyguards stood there. Noticing Wesley was staring at them, one of them walked over. "They were gangsters, Mr. Li. They followed us all the way here. Mr. Huo is still out of the country."

While they were talking, Blair placed her finger on the fingerprint scanner. With a beep, the door was unlocked, and she pushed it open and walked in sullenly.

When she closed the door, she could still hear Wesley discussing the stalkers in the hallway.

She turned the lights on, changed into slippers, and walked into the kitchen.

It was only when she opened the fridge that it occurred to her that she had forgotten to go to the grocery store. The fridge itself was pretty bare. There were only a few tomatoes sitting in there. She checked the cabinet and could only find two packages of instant noodles.

It seemed instant noodles would be the only thing on the menu tonight.

She tossed a packet of instant noodles onto the top of the counter and walked into the bedroom to get changed.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Who could that be?

It couldn't be Wesley. He was comforting his sad, terrified niece.

Blair peeked through the cat's eye and saw Wesley standing outside, looking a little impatient. She opened the door quickly and asked, "What can I do for you, Mr. Li?"

Wesley always got to the point. "I have stuff in my fridge. You're a better cook than I am, so why not come over and cook? We can eat together."

or the three of us?"

either. Wesley intended

no fun being the third wheel, so I'll have to say

felt frustration rising in him. But he didn't give up. A moment later,

listened to the doorbell ring. She counted to herself, 'One, two, three, four, five.'

wouldn't be a third wheel. Her name is Megan Lan. She's not my girlfriend," Wesley

At least he's trying to let me know what's

starting to lose patience. He looked at her and asked her point-blank,

say, "Yes." 'Wesley, you son of

the girl anywhere. When she heard the door close, Megan trotted out from a bedroom. "Hi,

too," Blair nodded with a smile. Then she grabbed the ingredients from the fridge

Megan

cordial. She turned around and

Blair looked inside the bag and got an idea what to cook. She started to wash and trim

hair half wet. From the looks of it, he must have just taken

why

the floor and said, "Here.

room was empty again. She briefly wondered where Megan was, but figured the

cooking. She kept thinking about when to give him the present, and

at the empty living room again. Since Megan was nowhere to be seen, she wondered if she

the two of them around, it wouldn't be too embarrassing—even

that she was staring at the living room, spacing out, Wesley

reverie. She dropped the celery, washed her hands in the sink, and said, "Wait a

Wesley's apartment in a hurry, dashed into her own and found the bag with the present in it. Her heart was racing from the rush. She took a few seconds to calm herself down. She

trimmed the chives. He picked up an eggplant, wondering whether

Blair quietly walked into the kitchen.

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