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.

she remembered, not long after she had left

finds it, then I won't have to

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

again after so many days had put her in the

was Megan.

in that bedroom alone with Megan. She wondered what they were doing in there, and her

concentrate, but she couldn't just 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

closer, he could see the bowl full of boiled eggs, daikon, and konjac on a bed of

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

got burned and she chewed in

a long sigh. Then

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

up and saw Wesley, standing next to her with a grim face and tightened

he didn't bundle up. Is

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

right hand without answering and pulled her to

her out of the snack bar. "Hey,

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

'He ate from the same bowl as

her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw it into the bin and

the food fantastic. She loved it, but

didn't even let her have any

but noticing she was only wearing a thin coat,

had to jog to keep up with him. "Wait up. Let go of me. I want to walk

into the building, still holding her

was only then that Wesley spoke. "I invited you