Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Hearing the noise in the living room, Wesley looked at his watch to check the time. 'It's about time for dinner, ' he thought. He stood and told Megan, "Come and eat. You can do the rest after dinner."

"Okay,"

They walked out of the bedroom to find that Blair was nowhere to be found. The table was set, chock-full of various dishes. The smell reached Wesley's nostrils, and his stomach growled obligingly.

Megan jogged over to the table excitedly and said, "A six-course meal and soup. Man, I'm starved! Let's wash up, Uncle Wesley."

Wesley pondered for a while and said, "Wait a sec. I'll be back."

Then he turned and left the apartment. The smile on Megan's face vanished as she watched him leave.

Wesley rang the doorbell a few times, but Blair didn't come to the door. Anxious and impatient, he keyed in the password to her apartment and slipped inside.

The apartment was dark. It seemed no one was home. "Blair," he called. But no one answered.

He believed Blair wasn't home.

'She cooked dinner, but left my apartment. She didn't eat, she didn't even say goodbye. What the hell?'

Because he couldn't find Blair, Wesley grew anxious.

He took out his phone to call her, only to realize that he didn't have her number.

Blair had once tried to friend him on WeChat, but she changed her mind in the end.

Looking around her empty apartment, Wesley grew more irritated by the minute.

After leaving his place, instead of going back to her own apartment, Blair took the elevator, went downstairs and walked out of the apartment complex.

Wesley in the cabinet, ' she remembered, not long after she had left the building.

he finds it, then I won't have to go through

a thin coat. The cold wind chilled her

days had put her in the best

not alone. There was Megan. Blair couldn't stand

what they were doing in there, and her

knock on the door, either. That would be rude. She waited and waited for what seemed like forever, until she couldn't take it anymore. She had to get out of there. Out of sight, out of mind.

As he got closer, he could see the bowl full of boiled eggs,

was too cold or she was too hungry, she didn't wait for long enough before she put a piece of steaming fish

surprising that her tongue got burned and she chewed in a hurry while

and let out a long sigh. Then she put her chopsticks in

mouth, someone held her wrist and pushed the oden

looked up and saw Wesley, standing next to her with

cold outside, and he didn't bundle up. Is he looking for me? Did he leave in a hurry? Was he

why are you here?" asked Blair. The grimness on

her frigid right hand without answering and pulled her to

to lead her out of the snack

let go of her, picked up the bowl and poured all of it into his mouth. His cheeks bulged like a chipmunk while he chewed it up and swallowed it all. "Now you're done," he said.

ate from the same bowl

even ate all the soup. After that, he showed her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw it into the bin and

home, you know. Why did you eat my food?" she asked pitifully. That snack bar was locally famous, the food fantastic. She loved it, but had been too busy preparing for exams

even let her

only wearing a thin

"Wait up. Let

Wesley didn't stop. He led her into the building, still holding

It was only then that Wesley spoke. "I invited