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.

for Wesley in the cabinet, ' she remembered, not long after she had left the

to go through

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 make

many days had put her in the best

not alone. There was Megan. Blair couldn't

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

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

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. Anxious to eat something to warm herself, she blew onto

for long enough before she put a

it wasn't surprising that her tongue got burned and she chewed in

soup and let out a long sigh. Then

mouth, someone held her wrist and pushed the

next to her with a grim

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

asked Blair. The grimness on his

without answering and

going to lead her out of

the steaming oden. He let go of her, picked up the bowl and poured all of it into his mouth. His cheeks bulged

at him. 'He ate from the same bowl as me. It's like

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

She loved it, but had been too

even let her

but noticing she was only wearing

with him. "Wait up. Let go of me. I want to walk on my

led her into the building, still holding

the wall, panting. It was only then that Wesley spoke. "I invited you over to have dinner, not