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.

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

finds it, then I won't have to go

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

had put her in

was Megan. Blair couldn't

bedroom alone with Megan. She wondered what they were doing in there, and her thoughts went into some ugly corners, tugging at her jealous

waited and waited for what seemed like forever, until she

finally found her, Blair was sitting in a snack 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 of ramen noodles. Oden. She was shaking from the cold.

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

and she chewed in a hurry while covering her

some soup and let out a long sigh.

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

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

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

you here?" asked Blair. The grimness on

her frigid right hand without answering and pulled

was going to lead her out of the snack bar. "Hey, I'm not done

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

him. 'He ate from the same

all the soup. After that, he showed her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw it into the bin and held her wrist, leading her out

it, but

her have any soup.

she was only wearing a thin coat, he

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

Wesley didn't stop. He led her into the

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