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.

left the gift I bought for Wesley in the cabinet, ' she remembered, not

I won't have to go through the trouble to give

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. She had to take a walk and try to

had put her in the best of

alone. There was

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

door, either. That would be rude. She waited and waited for what seemed like

see the bowl full of boiled eggs, daikon, and konjac on a bed of ramen noodles.

wait for long enough before she

got burned and she chewed

sipped some soup and let out a long sigh. Then she put her chopsticks in to grab

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

and saw Wesley, standing next to

so cold outside, and he didn't bundle up. Is he looking for me?

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

frigid right hand without answering and pulled her to

her out of the snack bar. "Hey, I'm not done

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

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

disposable paper bowl,

She loved it, but had been too busy preparing for exams to come here. So she

even let her have any

meant to reply, but noticing she was only wearing a thin

"Wait up. Let go of me.

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

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