True Love Waits

Chapter 557 Dinner For Three

The girl was Megan.

When she saw Blair and Wesley walk out of the elevator together, she was taken aback at first, and then she squeezed out some tears and ran into Wesley's arms, weeping.

Wesley was concerned. "What's the matter?" he asked tenderly.

"I think someone is still stalking me."

Wesley turned towards the other side of the hallway. Seeing what he was doing, Blair turned her head too. Two bodyguards stood there. Noticing Wesley was staring at them, one of them walked over. "They were gangsters, Mr. Li. They followed us all the way here. Mr. Huo is still out of the country."

While they were talking, Blair placed her finger on the fingerprint scanner. With a beep, the door was unlocked, and she pushed it open and walked in sullenly.

When she closed the door, she could still hear Wesley discussing the stalkers in the hallway.

She turned the lights on, changed into slippers, and walked into the kitchen.

It was only when she opened the fridge that it occurred to her that she had forgotten to go to the grocery store. The fridge itself was pretty bare. There were only a few tomatoes sitting in there. She checked the cabinet and could only find two packages of instant noodles.

It seemed instant noodles would be the only thing on the menu tonight.

She tossed a packet of instant noodles onto the top of the counter and walked into the bedroom to get changed.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Who could that be?

It couldn't be Wesley. He was comforting his sad, terrified niece.

Blair peeked through the cat's eye and saw Wesley standing outside, looking a little impatient. She opened the door quickly and asked, "What can I do for you, Mr. Li?"

Wesley always got to the point. "I have stuff in my fridge. You're a better cook than I am, so why not come over and cook? We can eat together."

'we,' do you mean you and me or the three of us?" asked Blair. That was an important distinction. She wanted to get

either. Wesley intended to give

have to

at the closed door, Wesley felt frustration rising in him. But he didn't give up. A moment later, he rang the doorbell

doorbell ring. She counted to herself, 'One, two, three, four, five.' Then she opened the door again. "Hi. Forget something,

wouldn't be a third wheel. Her name is Megan Lan. She's

least he's trying to let me know what's going on.' Then she

He looked at her and

to say, "Yes." Wesley, you son of

the door close, Megan trotted out from a bedroom. "Hi, nice to see you," she greeted Blair. "Nice to see you too," Blair nodded with a smile. Then she grabbed the

Megan

felt the girl was very cordial. She turned around and gave Megan a

ton of groceries. Blair looked inside the bag and got an idea what to cook. She started to wash and

wore casual clothes, his hair half wet. From the

why he was in

to the vegetables on the floor and

look in the direction of the living room. The living room was empty again. She briefly wondered where Megan was, but figured the girl had gone into the bedroom to do her homework. Blair nodded to him and continued busying herself with cooking. She kept thinking about when to give him

Megan was nowhere to

of them around, it wouldn't be too embarrassing-even if

at?" Noticing that she was staring at the living room, spacing out,

thoughts and broke her out of her reverie. She dropped the celery, washed her hands in the sink,

was racing from the rush. She took a few seconds to calm herself down. She looked

just trimmed the chives. He picked up an eggplant, wondering whether Blair

then, Blair quietly

of his eye. Then he grabbed the broom and silently swept the leaves and

the door to the kitchen, blushing, Blair stumbled over her words, "Um,

at her and put