True Love Waits

Chapter 530 Am I A Murderer

Blair had heard about Wesley long before they met. Everyone thought he was a hero. In Blair's eyes, he was a superhero.

Blair was luckier than Wesley's other fans because her uncle was his superior. A few loving words were all it took, and her uncle told her anything she wanted to know about the man she had a crush on. Even so, Blair had never asked her uncle to introduce her. She believed in fate, and somehow, she firmly believed that they would eventually be together.

Shock of shocks, she was right. She met him not long after.

But their first meeting was not a fun one.

That year, Blair was nineteen years old and Wesley was twenty-three.

Blair was a college student, and her college was in the same city as her home. But she seldom came home. Whenever she did, she always saw her parents fighting.

But sometimes, she had to come home. Just like today.

It was the holidays. Her roommates all went home. Blair stood in front of the villa with a small suitcase. It was a beautiful villa, but hardly warm.

She typed in the code at the entrance. "Beep!" The door to the villa opened.

"Look at you! I'm sick of you! Why did you come back? Get out of here!" a woman shrieked-she was Blair's mom, Grace Ji. Blair sighed helplessly as she realized that her mom was yelling at her dad again. Judging from her name, you could tell that Grace Ji's parents wanted her to be a graceful woman.

And she worked to live up to that name. Even now, she was soft and elegant in public. Everyone believed that her name reflected her inner beauty.

But she was a totally different woman in front of Jacob Jing, Blair's father.

Blair knew why-it was because of life.

Life had ground her kind-hearted and gentle mom down. She became bitter and angry.

her slippers and entered the living room. Before she could greet her

a Professor of Chemistry, but

man couldn't stand his wife any longer, and couldn't see any other way out. He decided

or how he'd done it. Her dad might have been a chemistry

suicide. Her father brought

flew backwards, hitting the living room wall. She was knocked senseless. When she opened her eyes again,

everywhere. Her parents' faces were contorted in pain, their mouths open. But

robbed her of her

her parents, but the blazing fire ripped through the whole villa. She tried, and was forced back by

must do

phone. Probably it didn't matter anyway, because she couldn't hear

She could do nothing but

though she could hear nothing, she still called out at the top

through the fire and wreckage. It was her dad, wreathed in flames. He wore

him mouth to

she just couldn't run for her life. This was everything she

all, a

to stand and

Her hand flew to the wound instinctively. She felt something sharp and withdrew her hand, her head turning to look. A sharp piece of metal was lodged in her arm,

moment, she realized that if she didn't leave the villa now, she might

to live if her parents were

anyone who might be trapped in there. Blair wanted to go to the kitchen to

face was burning hot, and her clothes were drenched

from the fire. She didn't know what

approaching, sirens announcing their presence

He waded through the blaze and saw Blair standing there in a daze. He grabbed her wrist, dragging her to the entrance. "Mom! Dad!" The man opened the door and dragged Blair out of the villa. She

was none other than