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.

the cabinet, ' she remembered, not long after she had left the building. 'Never mind. I'll grab it some other

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

see your breath in the air, but Blair only wore a thin coat. The cold wind chilled her

days had put her

not alone. There was

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

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, out of

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. Anxious to eat something to warm herself, she blew onto the food to cool it off as she repeatedly pulled her

didn't wait for long enough before she put

that her tongue got burned and she chewed

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

could put the food in her mouth, someone held her wrist and pushed the oden away from her.

to her with a grim

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

Blair. The grimness on his

answering

lead her out of

into his mouth. His cheeks bulged like a chipmunk while

ate from the same bowl as me. It's like a second-hand

he showed her the empty disposable paper bowl, threw it into the

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

her

she was only wearing a

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

stop. He led her into the building,

for the elevator, Blair leaned on the wall, panting. It was only