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."

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

hadn't eaten either. Wesley

the third wheel, so I'll have to say no. Bye." With

door, Wesley felt frustration rising in him. But he didn't give up.

listened to the doorbell ring. She counted to herself, 'One,

name is Megan Lan. She's

At least he's trying to let me know what's going on.' Then she asked, "How

patience. He looked at her and asked her point-blank, "Are you coming

had to say, "Yes." Wesley, you

anywhere. When she heard 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

dinner," Megan said

cordial. She turned

the bag and got an idea what to cook.

walked in as well. He wore casual clothes, his hair half wet. From the looks of it, he must have just taken a

at him, wondering why he was in

vegetables on the floor and said, "Here.

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 the present, and how happy he'd

again. Since Megan was nowhere to be seen, she wondered if she should

wouldn't be too embarrassing-even if he turned her

you looking at?" Noticing that she was staring at the living

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

present in it. Her heart was racing from the rush. She took a few seconds to calm herself

kitchen, Wesley had just trimmed the chives. He picked up an eggplant,

Blair quietly

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

to the kitchen, blushing, Blair stumbled over her words,

at her and