True Love Waits

Chapter 602 The Selfie

"Yes," Blair replied with a nod. "I wonder how your brother's doing. Should I call him? Did you call him?"

Wesley's brows knitted. "No. He deserved it." He felt Niles had crossed the line when he lied to their grandfather.

"What? I heard him screaming in pain over the phone when I called your grandpa. Don't you care about him at all? He's your brother."

"He was asking for it. So he screamed. He's always been loud, anyway. If he could still scream, it means he didn't get hit hard enough." Sometimes, Wesley thought that Niles should become an actor instead of a doctor. He'd be a superstar.

Blair knew Niles. He could be melodramatic sometimes. Still, she said, "Listen to you! I'd like to see you take a beating and see how well you do. You should call him later to make sure he's okay. He probably needs a friendly voice."

"I don't want to. Niles is a grown man. If he can't take his lumps like a man, then he needs gender reassignment surgery. It was just a ruler," Wesley retorted stubbornly.

'A ruler? Was that what his grandpa punished Niles with?' Blair wondered. "Fine. Then I'll text him on WeChat. You still busy?" she asked quietly. It felt so good to talk to him on such a serene night.

It bugged Wesley that Blair worried about Niles. He couldn't take his mind off it. "I'm not. Don't worry. I'll call him. I'll tell you how he is when I'm done."

"Okay. Coming back any time soon?" She missed him and couldn't help scrawling his name over and over again on a notebook.

Then her name. Blair. Wesley. She imagined their names as they'd be printed on their marriage licenses.

"No, I can't make it. If you need anything, call those guys I told you about."

"Oh..."

She was disappointed. Then for a moment, neither of them spoke. Pouting, Blair doodled over Wesley's name. "Call Niles. Talk to you later."

"Okay."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Blair hung up reluctantly.

reading the WeChat

on the desk. He took

group. He smiled at Wesley awkwardly. "Evening, Chief." Wesley shot them a cold glance without a word and took out a cigarette

walked over quickly. "Hey Chief,

to have a smoke to kill some time. But they had no lighter. They knew Wesley had one, so they came

The striking softness in his tone made the soldiers slow down. They walked as

at the lighter in his hand. Instead of giving

it and lit his cigarette

his hand towards Wesley and asked, "Can I

him and lit another cigarette, which he

didn't get his point. He scratched his head and asked again, "Chief, may I borrow your lighter, please?" This time, Wesley

he turned

did he refuse to lend it to them? Before, Wesley had even lent them his place and his car. While

it

guys get

me. Maybe Sherman. I'm not sure. I saw him

it's an heirloom, or a gift from

exchanged knowing looks and said one name

done?" Wesley asked as he edited

he asked again when he didn't get a reply. He stressed the last word, indicating he was running out of patience. "Fine. Every one of you gets to train tonight!" he added.

sent the message. "Run

he summoned up some courage and

at him and asked, "You think it's

Wesley. "What do you think,

"bully" Talbot openly, the rest of the group all stubbed out their cigarettes and got ready to