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. 'Never mind. I'll

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

breath in the air, but Blair only wore a thin coat. The cold wind chilled her to the bone. Roaming the streets, she had no destination in mind. She had to take a walk and try

days had put her in

There was Megan. Blair couldn't stand that

She wondered what they were doing in there, and her

door, either. That would be rude. She waited and waited for what seemed like

the bowl full of boiled eggs, daikon, and konjac on a bed of ramen noodles. Oden. She was shaking from the

long enough before she put a

burned and she chewed in a hurry while covering her

some soup and let out a long sigh. Then she put her chopsticks in to grab another bite.

someone held her wrist

saw Wesley, standing next to her with

wearing sweats. 'It's so cold outside, and he didn't bundle up. Is

why are you here?" asked Blair. The grimness on his face scared her

grabbed her frigid right hand without answering and

out of the snack bar. "Hey,

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.

gaped at him. 'He ate from the same bowl as me.

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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 to

didn't even let her

noticing she was only wearing a thin coat, he quickened his

to jog to keep up with him. "Wait up. Let go

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

was only then that Wesley spoke. "I invited you over to have dinner, not