Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Wesley looked down at her wrist and realized that he was holding her where the needle had been pricked when she was on an IV drip.

“I’m sorry,” he said with a frown.

“I told you I wouldn’t be able to finish the five-kilometer run, but you insisted I run. Because of that, I ended up having heatstroke, and you are still so mean to me. Wesley, I’m a girl, not a military man,”

Blair protested.

Her Last sentence was a reminder. It struck him that she wasn’t as tough as the soldiers he trained every day. He couldn’t treat her the same way he treated them.

Just as she was expecting some comforting words from him, he bent over, picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. Blair shrieked.

As he passed the side-table on his way to the ward door, he grabbed her medicine and tucked it into his pocket.

see Wesley carrying Blair on his shoulder as he walked by

in the hope of reminding Wesley that he wasn’t supposed to treat a girl so roughly,

time he reached the hallway,

Wesley’s shoulder, Blair’s head swam uncontrollably.

could say anything, she was stuffed into

seat and started the vehicle. As the car slowly left the university, Blair felt a little better and realized that she was in

Angela’s Library

around the car and asked, “Is this

gave her a

his age and position, she didn’t think he

gave it to me as

was it? Obviously, you have some rich friends.” She wished she knew

then it dawned on him that maybe she would decide to chase his loaded friend instead of pestering him, so he said, “Carlos