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.

I bought for Wesley in the cabinet, ' she remembered, not long

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

They were in deep winter, and you could see your breath in the air, but Blair only wore a thin coat. The cold wind chilled her to the bone. Roaming

again after so many days had put her in the best of moods.

were not alone. There was Megan. Blair

bugged her, especially when Wesley had stayed so long in that bedroom alone with Megan. She wondered what they were

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,

of boiled eggs, daikon, and konjac on a bed of ramen noodles. Oden. She was shaking from the cold. Anxious to eat something to

hungry, she didn't wait for long enough before she put a piece

that her tongue got burned and she chewed

a long sigh. Then she put her chopsticks in to grab another bite.

she could put the food in her mouth, someone held

standing next to her with a grim face and

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

asked Blair. The grimness on his face scared her a

frigid right hand without answering

was going to lead her out of the snack bar. "Hey, I'm

steaming oden. He 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.

gaped at him. 'He ate from the same bowl

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

That snack bar was locally famous, the food fantastic. She loved it, but had been too busy preparing for exams to come here. So she finally made it here today. However, she had only taken a single bite, and he ate the rest.

her have

she was only

keep up with him. "Wait up. Let

her into the building, still holding her

leaned on the wall, panting. It was only then that Wesley spoke. "I invited you