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.

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

have to go through the trouble to

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

so many days had put her in the best of

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

especially when Wesley had stayed so long in that bedroom alone with Megan. She wondered what they were doing in there, and her thoughts went into some ugly corners, tugging at her

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

he got closer, he could see the bowl full of boiled eggs, daikon, and konjac on a bed of ramen noodles. Oden. She was shaking from the cold.

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

her tongue got burned and she chewed in a hurry

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

her mouth, someone held her wrist and pushed the

standing next to her with a grim face and tightened

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

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

without answering and pulled her to her feet.

going to lead her out of the snack bar.

his mouth. His cheeks bulged like a chipmunk while he chewed it up and swallowed it all. "Now you're done," he

gaped at him. 'He ate from the same bowl

soup. After that, he showed her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw

my food?" she asked pitifully. That snack bar was locally famous, the food fantastic. She loved it, but had

didn't even let her

she was only wearing

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

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

waiting for the elevator, Blair leaned on the wall, panting. It was only then that Wesley spoke. "I invited you over to