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.

room. Before she could greet her parents, she heard a loud bang and flames sprang up to the

way, Jacob Jing was a Professor of Chemistry, but

any longer, and couldn't see any other way out. He decided to destroy himself

chemistry. Blair couldn't tell the police what the man used, or how he'd done it. Her dad might have been a chemistry

brought explosives home, in

was knocked senseless. When she opened her eyes again,

pain, their mouths open. But Blair couldn't hear anything but a powerful ringing

explosion had robbed her of her

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

must do something,'

her phone. Probably it didn't matter anyway, because she couldn't hear anything they might

head went blank. She could do

could hear nothing, she still called out

dad, wreathed in flames. He wore an expression of

mouth to her, "Run!

shook her head; she just couldn't run for her life. This was everything she ever knew, and

kept ringing. It was, after all, a high-class housing estate. Soon, a crowd

the pain, Blair struggled to stand and stagger

her hand, her head turning to look. A sharp piece of metal was lodged in

she realized that if she didn't leave the villa

she didn't want to live if her parents

in there. Blair wanted to go to the kitchen to help put out the fire, but the temperature

burning hot, and her clothes

from the fire. She didn't know

sirens announcing their presence minutes before

for people trapped inside. 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

was none other