True Love Waits

Chapter 550 A Wuss

Blair could only watch helplessly as Wesley put his phone back in his pocket.

It wasn't long after that Talbot finished cooking. When he walked out of the kitchen with a plate of food, an awkward silence hung between Blair and Wesley. But he was too slow to realize it. "Come and get it!" Wesley shot to his feet first and went to the kitchen to help Talbot set the table.

Blair followed him and began to ladle porridge for them.

Just as she picked up the ladle, someone stopped her. "You scalded your arm, remember? Let me do it," said Wesley.

He took the ladle away from her without a second thought and began to dish it out into the bowls.

Blair shrugged and sat at the dining room table, waiting for the two.

Talbot's cooking skills were amazing, like he said. Blair raved about the dishes, telling him what a terrific cook he was.

The cook, however, blushed. He tried to change the topic. "Have some more. Try this Chinese yam. Easy on the stomach and good for healing."

Blair nodded. "Thanks, Talbot." After she ate it, she exclaimed, "Wow! That's really sweet!"

"Of course! I picked it myself. Hey, you know how to pick Chinese yams?" Blair shook her head, so Talbot continued, "Make sure they're firm all the way around, and the skin isn't all wrinkled. And you don't want any cracks in it, either." It was obvious he was passionate about the subject.

Wesley, who kept silent all this time, watched Talbot continue to heap food onto Blair's plate while the two laughed happily. As time went by, anger rose in his heart.

After dinner, Blair sat on the sofa to get some rest.

Talbot cleaned up, while Wesley washed the dishes.

Talbot came over to Wesley and whispered in his ear, "What's going on, Chief? Yeah, I saw you at dinner. You sure there's nothing between you and her?"

Wesley cast a scornful glance at him and asked in reply, "What's it to you?"

the back of his head and gave him a shy smile. "I figured I'd ask her out. But

her!" He had a murderous look on his

expected the conversation to go. He took a few steps back, murmuring in a low voice, "Hey, hey. I'll drop it, okay? You don't

Wesley said those words, Blair happened to walk past the

Without a second thought, he answered casually,

was no taking

something wasn't right. He raised his head and saw Blair standing at the door to the kitchen. "No, no, not you. I meant me. Our chief said he didn't like me," Talbot said

me." He made that pretty clear,' she thought, sad and dejected. "You already know?" Talbot asked with

Still, Wesley remained silent.

the one with the crush. He probably has his pick. Are a lot of women into

acted as if Wesley weren't right there. Talbot nodded. "Oh yeah. Don't get upset.

he's concerned. Hey, Talbot. Do you like fruit? I'm putting together a fruit plate," she offered and opened the refrigerator. Talbot put the mop away and took the apple from her hand. "Let me make it. I slice, I dice, but wait, there's more," he said, mocking the knife commercials. Blair laughed in delight at his wit. Since Wesley had no feelings for Blair, Talbot decided to

not disabled. You already cooked dinner," Blair argued and took the apple

no! You're still sick. Your arm is hurt, and you shouldn't overextend yourself. I'll make

even say another word, Wesley threw the chopsticks into

for the apple turned to look at the angry man at the same time. While holding half of the apple, Talbot asked his superior innocently,

Talbot answered by instinct. He

but Wesley turned his foot sideways and kept it from rolling further. "Get out! You're not well, and you need your rest!" he spat. Then he

angry? Why?' Blair really couldn't figure out the reason

'Poor Talbot!

top constantly. He cooked and cleaned, and now he still has to do

her face twitched. He simply had no cutting skills at all! The apple was simply cut in half.

even remove

could even cook. Maybe he wasn't exaggerating about how

aren't you eating?" Wesley asked when Blair

dragon fruit with her fork. It took

and spat, "You could've finished it in one bite. If you didn't want it, then why did I make it?" In order to prove himself, he picked up a piece of