True Love Waits

Chapter 632 I'm A Man

Blair was already through at least five glasses of red wine. She didn't want more, neither could she take any more, so she covered the glass with her hand to stop Orion from topping it off.

There was another thing that concerned her. "You drunk quite a bit too. How are you going to drive me home now? Don't bother. I'll just get a cab." She didn't like bothering people. Or, a more apt sentence would be that it was troublesome when she had to return the favors.

"Nah, it's no big deal. I have my driver. He'll drive us home." Orion insisted on helping her. Actually, he didn't want her to leave so soon.

Blair continued to try and take her leave. "No, no. I have to get back home before midnight. You have work to do tomorrow and besides, we'll be colleagues from the day after that. There'll be plenty of chances for us to talk, right?"

Orion sighed and finally gave in, putting down the bottle of red wine. "Fine. But I'll come with you. My driver and I will take you home first."

Blair took her leave from the other guys and left with Orion. She wasn't that drunk and didn't want him to drive her but he couldn't be persuaded otherwise. The trouble was, as soon as she walked out of the pub, a sudden gust of cold wind made her shiver and suddenly, she began to feel a little dizzy.

The red wine's effects seemed to have been delayed on her. Back inside, she wasn't feeling drunk at all and easily gulped down a few more glasses. But now, the alcohol was beginning to take over her. Her legs began to stumble.

Seeing her red face, Orion wrapped his arms around her to support her and asked in a concerned tone, "Are you okay, Blair?"

She waved her hand at him airily. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. But looks like I really do need to go home now."

Orion then called his driver to bring the car around while they waited in front of the pub. Before the driver could even get to the parking lot, a tall person got out of a car nearby and strode towards them. Before they knew, his big hand was gripping Blair's wrist. "I'm taking you home," he told Blair.

Looking at the tall and strong man in front of them, Orion asked with a puzzled look on his face, "And who are you? How do you know her?"

Blair raised her eyes and squinted. Her vision was becoming a little blurry. "Wesley? You came?" As she said that in a pleasantly surprised tone, her body leaned itself towards the man, landing full support on him.

A strong whiff of red wine filled his nose and his face darkened up. Without hesitation, he scooped the woman up in his arms. She was in no state to walk!

Orion hastily stopped him from leaving. "Hey, hey, hey. Hang on! Put her down! Who are you? Why are you taking Blair away? How do you even know her?" Wesley cast a cold glance at the blonde foreigner standing in front of him and told him in flawless English, "I know her. That's enough! What's the problem?"

Blair shook her head to sober up a little. It was getting harder for her to speak. "Orion, he's my friend. Don't worry. I'll go with him. You go back to your friends..." she explained.

in front of him, a hostile look in his eyes. "You know her quite well, it seems?" he confronted

Blair in his arms, he coldly walked away from the foreigner, heading over towards

tall guy carry Blair away, Orion stood rooted to the spot, annoyingly scratching his head and contemplating what the hell had just happened. 'Damn it! Who's that guy?'

Wesley's car, Blair asked in a listless voice with her eyes closed, "Have you wrapped up your

"Yeah."

here?" The speech was slurred now. But even in the intoxicated state, it felt great to

"Just a minute ago."

she opened her eyes and glanced out the car window, some sort of emotion brewing inside her. It reflected on her face too, and Wesley noticed the subtle change

This

the girl turned her head towards him and asked with a pout, "Do you have the Wahaha

his eyes over the row of shops on either side of the road. Chemists, petrol pumps, everything but convenience stores. "Wait a moment. No convenience stores yet." He was thinking that he would have to prepare the milk

the tipsy girl pursed her lips, a childishly sad expression marking her eyes. "You don't want to buy me the milk again..."

the last time she had gotten drunk. He didn't want to experience it again and decided something against his own will. To avoid her tantrum and crying, he had to surrender at once

Wesley's nightmare came true again. She stared at him, widening her eyes, and demanded, "You need to share a bed with

And if he could, he would definitely find a chance to get rid of the idea. God knew how much torture he would suffer if he shared a

When he came back, he had ten packs of Wahaha vitamin A and D calcium milk in his hands. Each pack had four bottles. This

would happen next. Afraid that Blair would fall asleep in the bathtub again, he

had to stand beside her and watch her clean her face. And

packing open, her eyes

in her eyes too. Immediately, he began to run

Her crying successfully made the man stop

lips into a bitter smile. "I'm not

the bathroom like a ten-year-old's mom. "You go

response was equally like a child.

in front of him. "You need to do that before applying

"What's that?"

bag of potato chips and took