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 grab it

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

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 the streets, she had no destination in mind.

had put her in the best of

not alone. There was Megan. Blair couldn't

long in that bedroom alone with Megan. She wondered what they were doing

would be rude. She waited and waited for what seemed like forever, until she couldn't take it anymore.

bowl. As 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. Anxious to eat something to warm herself, she blew onto the food to cool it off

didn't wait for long enough

and she chewed in a hurry while covering

fish tofu, she sipped some soup and let out a long

food in her mouth, someone held her wrist and pushed the

looked up and saw Wesley, standing next to her with

he didn't bundle up. Is he looking for me? Did

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

frigid right hand without answering and pulled her

her out of the

the 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. "Now you're done,"

at him. 'He ate from the same bowl as

even ate all the soup. After that, he showed her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw it into

she asked pitifully. 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

didn't even let her have any

meant to reply, but noticing she was only wearing

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

stop. He led her into

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