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."

us?" asked Blair. That was an important distinction. She wanted to get

Megan hadn't eaten either. Wesley intended to give

no fun being the third wheel, so I'll have to say no. Bye." With that, she shut the door

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

counted to herself, 'One, two, three, four, five.'

a third wheel. Her name is Megan

least he's trying to let me know

looked at her and asked

to say, "Yes." 'Wesley,

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

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

you for dinner," Megan said to

felt the girl was very cordial. She turned around and gave Megan

bag and got an

Wesley walked in as well. He wore casual clothes, his hair half wet. From the looks of it, he must have just taken a

glanced at him, wondering why he was in the kitchen.

vegetables on the floor and said, "Here.

The living room was empty again. She briefly wondered where Megan

herself with cooking. She kept thinking about when to give him the present, and how happy he'd

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

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

she was staring at

her thoughts and broke her out of her reverie. She dropped the celery,

present in it. Her heart was racing from the rush. She took a few seconds to calm

had just trimmed the chives. He picked up an eggplant, wondering whether Blair would cook

walked into

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