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."

me or the three of us?" asked Blair. That was an important distinction. She wanted

Megan hadn't eaten either. Wesley intended

wheel, so I'll have to say no. Bye." With that, she shut the door in his face.

at the closed door, Wesley felt frustration rising in him. But he didn't

doorbell ring. She counted to herself, 'One,

wheel. Her name is Megan Lan. She's not

coming along nicely. At least he's trying to let me know what's going on.' Then she asked,

starting to lose patience. He looked at her and asked

"Yes." 'Wesley,

was Megan? She didn't see the girl anywhere. When she heard the door close, Megan trotted out from a bedroom. "Hi, nice to see you," she greeted

Blair nodded with a smile. Then she grabbed the ingredients

dinner," Megan said to her politely.

very cordial. She turned around and gave Megan

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

well. He wore casual clothes, his hair half wet.

him, wondering why he was in the kitchen.

the floor

neck to look in the direction of the living room. The living room was empty again. She briefly wondered where Megan was, but figured

with cooking. She kept thinking about when to give him

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

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

she was staring at the living room,

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

it. Her heart was racing from the rush. She took

Wesley had just trimmed the chives. He picked up an eggplant,

quietly walked

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