True Love Waits

Chapter 599 Come To Blair’s Rescue

"Friends? Are you kidding me? Hell no! I don't want to be friends with you. The only thing is, my mom likes you, so I will get back together with you no matter what."

Blair didn't know how to respond to this. Her head had spun for a moment after hearing this remark.

Miller had just said almost the same thing to her that Wesley had once said. "My mom likes you, which is why I'm nice to you." "My mom likes you, so I have to be with you."

Though sad in a way, this remark was also highly infuriating. Blair blurted out angrily, "So you want us to get back together just because your mom likes me. What the hell! Should I marry your mom then? She likes me so much, na?"

"Why are you yelling at me? Of course I want you to marry me, and not my mom!" As far as Miller could recall, Blair had always been a calm and sweet person. In fact, she looked even more composed than him when faced with a problem. During the time they had been a couple, he had never seen her cross swords with anyone.

But now, seeing just how mad Blair was, Miller was seized by numerous complex emotions. But to save his face, he chose to put on the mask of a tough guy. Not that it was doing him any good. Blair had had enough now. She ignored him, turned around, and began to walk towards the bus stop.

But Miller picked up his pace and gripped her arm once again, refusing to let her go. "Blair, if you don't want to start over with me, fine. But please come inside and finish the meal with my mom. Then we will go our own ways," he pleaded.

Actually, that had been Blair's plan all along, but Gertrude's remarks had infuriated her. Now she wasn't in the mood to do that. "I have another appointment. Maybe next time," she replied, trying to release her arm from his grip.

Sensing her reluctance, he insisted, dragging her a bit closer, "Blair, please. Don't let my mom down."

Blair felt that she was about to flare up. God knew what would happen if she lost control on the road.

Just then, a couple of cars pulled over near them with their blinkers flashing. They had just passed by the building, and when the people in the cars had seen Miller badgering Blair, they had turned the cars around and driven back.

The two vehicles were eye-catching and very high. One glance, and Blair already knew who had come.

It had been half a month since she had last seen Wesley. But being forced to dinner by a man was not how she had expected to meet the guy again.

out of the car with a furious stride and almost rushed over to Blair and Miller. Talbot and his co-workers got out

Blair's arm made Wesley seethe. He could see that the

Blair sarcastically, "You

nothing. Blair rolled her eyes at him. "It just didn't work out between us. It doesn't have

pure and innocent. I thought you would be loyal. It turns out that you

and smashed a fist into his face, sending him several steps backwards into the pavement. The assault was strong

continued to badger punches at the man, Talbot and Lenard led Blair to

you defended us. Now, it's

Wesley and Talbot. It was a long time ago,

on the street. It would make you guys look bad if people saw Wesley hitting someone. Go stop him."

already dark outside, she didn't want to risk them getting seen like that. There was always a chance that things came

assured her, "Don't worry. Our chief knows

was going limp, Wesley stopped striking the man and yanked him by the collar towards the flowerbed. "If I see you harassing her again, it won't be just a few punches that you face!"

fists, Miller swallowed his anger and nodded, his face bruised

walked away from him and joined the rest of the team. Blair looked at Miller, who was lying on the ground, and stepped over near him. "Miller, thank you for being

she left the scene without even looking

rising in his heart.

Wesley's car. Now that Blair boarded it, both

started moving, they began

accidentally seen Wesley kissing Blair that night, then by the time the

really lucky last time. Chief only punished us by ordering us to run when we ate the love desserts Blair made him. I hate to think what else he would have

remains; if he likes her so much,

how dangerous our tasks can sometimes be. I think he is worried that he can't be with Blair for the rest of their lives. But he cares about

he was serving. If he had to choose between his country and his own happiness,