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."

do you mean you and me or the three of us?" asked

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

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

rising in him. But he didn't give up. A moment later, he

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

a third wheel. Her name is Megan Lan. She's not my girlfriend,"

let me know what's going on.' Then she asked, "How

was starting to lose patience. He looked at her and asked her point-blank,

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

girl anywhere. When she heard the door close, Megan trotted out from a bedroom. "Hi, nice to

for dinner," Megan

very cordial. She turned around and

looked inside the bag and got

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

wondering why he was

the vegetables on the floor and said, "Here. I'll

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

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

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

staring at the living

reverie. She dropped the celery, washed

racing from the rush. She took a few seconds to calm herself down. She looked as if nothing had ever happened when she walked back into his

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

then, Blair quietly walked

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

the kitchen, blushing,

and put