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."

of us?" asked Blair. That was an important distinction. She wanted to

us." Megan hadn't eaten either. Wesley intended to give her a lift home

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

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

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

be a third wheel. Her name is Megan Lan.

'Not bad. He's coming along nicely. At least he's trying to let me

was starting to lose patience. He looked at her

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

When she heard the door close, Megan trotted out from a bedroom. "Hi, nice to see you," she greeted Blair. "Nice

Megan said

girl was very cordial. She turned

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

Wesley walked in as well. He wore casual clothes, his hair half wet. From the looks of

why

on the floor and said, "Here.

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 the present, and how happy he'd

room again. Since Megan was nowhere to be seen,

only the two of them around, it wouldn't be too embarrassing-even if he turned her

that she was staring at the living room, spacing out, Wesley followed her

out of her reverie. She dropped the celery, washed her hands in the sink, and said, "Wait

her own and found the bag with the present in it. Her heart was racing from the rush.

trimmed the chives. He picked up an

then, Blair quietly walked

eye. Then he grabbed the broom and silently swept the leaves and stray cuttings off the

to the kitchen, blushing,

and put the