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.

bought for Wesley in the cabinet, ' she remembered, not long after she had left the building. 'Never mind. I'll grab it some other

I won't have to go through the trouble

see your 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 to

had put her in the best of moods.

they were not alone. There was Megan. Blair couldn't stand that girl.

wondered what they were doing in there, and her thoughts went

waited and waited for what seemed like forever, until she couldn't take it anymore. She had to get out of there.

bar near her apartment building, holding a piece of fishcake in her chopsticks. It was sodden, dripping dashi broth back into the bowl. As he got closer, he could see the bowl full of boiled eggs, daikon, and konjac on a bed

was too cold or she was too hungry, she didn't wait for long

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

let out a

before she could put the food in her mouth, someone held her wrist and pushed the oden

next to her with a grim face

was only wearing sweats. 'It's so cold outside, and he didn't bundle up. Is he looking for me? Did he leave

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

frigid right hand without answering and pulled her to her feet.

out of the

the steaming oden. He let go of her, picked up the bowl and poured all of it into his mouth. His

same bowl as me. It's like

that, he showed her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw it into the bin and held her wrist, leading her out of

it, but had been too busy preparing for exams to come here. So she finally made it here today. However, she had

her have any

was only wearing

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

stop. He led her into the

for the elevator, Blair leaned on the wall, panting. It was only then