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

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

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

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

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

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

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

looked at her and asked her point-blank, "Are you coming or

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

Where was Megan? She didn't see the girl 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 smile. Then she

for dinner," Megan said to her

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

groceries. Blair looked inside the bag and got an idea what

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

wondering why he

to the vegetables on the floor and

room. The living room was empty again. She briefly wondered where Megan was, but figured the girl had gone into the bedroom

Megan was nowhere to be

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

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

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

the bag with the present in it. Her heart was racing from the

up an eggplant, wondering whether Blair would cook it up

quietly walked into

a glance at her figure out of the corner of his eye. Then he grabbed the broom and silently swept the leaves and

kitchen, blushing, Blair stumbled over her

at her and put the