True Love Waits

Chapter 539 The Ride

Wesley was annoyed. He had never met a woman as troublesome as Blair. "Get up!" he ordered harshly.

Blair sat up on the bed.

The next thing she knew, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her off the bed.

"Ow! You're hurting me!" she cried out.

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.

The college doctor was prescribing some medicine to a student in his office. He happened to see Wesley carrying Blair on his shoulder as he walked by his office. His eyes widened like saucers in shock.

He walked to the door immediately in the hope of reminding Wesley that he wasn't supposed to treat a girl so roughly, let alone a patient who had recently had heatstroke.

But he wasn't quick enough. By the time he reached the hallway, Wesley was already out of sight.

Lying upside down on Wesley's shoulder, Blair's head swam uncontrollably. And the jolt made her nauseated. She felt like puking. But before she could say anything, she was stuffed into a car. Wesley got into the driver's seat and started the vehicle. As the car slowly left the university, Blair felt a little better and realized that she was in a black Hummer with premium equipment. She looked around the car and asked, "Is this car yours?"

"Hmm." He gave her a lukewarm response.

this?" Considering his age and position,

me as a gift,"

rich friends." She wished she

on him that maybe she would decide to chase his

never heard of the name before. Besides, Blair only had eyes for Wesley. Other men just didn't attract her attention, no matter

questions about Carlos. Wesley was disappointed. But he

parking the car in

the car, waiting for her to get down. She was about to jump down, but then changed her mind. "Your car is

serious?' Not wanting to argue with her anymore, he put his hands around her waist and carried her out of the car as if he were carrying a child. Blair was left speechless. She had imagined her prince charming carrying her

put her down, she wrapped her legs around his waist and put her hands

door with one

"Get down," he demanded.

I'm sick," she refused, burying her face in

go of

"Fine."

in the end, she clung on to him like a koala holding on to

his buried feelings. The attraction was getting stronger. To conceal his emotion, he pretended to be mad and glared at her. But she wasn't looking at him. "I'm a patient. I don't feel well," she

this, or he somehow made her get down. Finally, he made his decision. He wrapped both of his arms

flashed a

at the sixteenth floor. When they reached her apartment, Blair got off him

point, she didn't look like a

gave it to her and

opened all the car windows

When it was about done, he stubbed out

why she hadn't met Wesley in the elevator in the past few days, Blair got up early the next morning and waited at the elevator on

leave until she met him. And she did

out that he had been taking