True Love Waits

Chapter 663 Cecelia Had An Idea

Hartwell rolled his eyes at Blair. "That's because I've never been laid up in the hospital like you." Blair retorted, "Humph! It is what it is."

Hartwell frowned. "How'd it happen, anyway? Wasn't Wesley supposed to be protecting you?"

"Nothing he could have done. Someone handed me a micro-SD card. Some guys were after it. They knew Wesley was in the hospital, so they figured they could do what they wanted." Blair never blamed Wesley for what happened. In fact, she was grateful to him-he saved her again.

She still remembered how, surrounded by a dozen armed gangsters, Wesley had insisted the leader carry her out. And the man walked into an ambush set up by the soldier.

"So, you're defending him now? I can't say anything bad about him? Let me remind you, young lady, you're not dating him. He won't even admit you're his girlfriend." Hartwell got mad every time he thought of

it.

Blair shrugged. "Not his fault either. I just have to be more persistent."

"Stop defending him! Wise up! There are so many fish in the sea. Why him? Can't you live without him?" Hartwell was deeply disappointed.

Sensing his anger, Joslyn wasn't happy. She glared at him. "Hartwell! What is wrong with you? Blair is hurt. Quit stressing her out." Hartwell made no retorts.

Blair touched Joslyn's hand and said quietly, "It's okay. I know he means well. You should chill too. Stress is bad for the baby."

"I'm not mad. I guess I was pretty easy to date, so he doesn't know what it's like. I should have played hard to get. Then he'd have a better idea of what you're going through. He wouldn't talk to you like that." Joslyn rolled her eyes at Hartwell.

Hartwell didn't say a word.

excited after they were asked out that they couldn't get to sleep.

side are you on? Keep going on like that, I'll

Mommy Joslyn. I'm hungry. Feed

Joslyn? That's it. Starve for all

was wrong. Come on, Mrs. Ji, my

"Humph! That's better."

to the two women banter back and forth, Hartwell

touched down in the city. Her heart ached when she saw Blair's hands and feet all bandaged. "You poor thing, it must hurt a lot. Wesley was too kind to those thugs." Blair smiled and comforted her, "It's fine, Aunt Cecelia. You know Wesley kicked their asses and then tossed 'em in

at you. You're so thin. What was Wesley thinking? I'm calling him

let Wesley take the blame, Blair explained at once, "Hey, calm down. He actually took really good care of me. It's just that I'm still recovering. So's

heard that, Cecelia immediately called a cook she knew in the city and asked him to make some soup for

you and Wesley? When are you going to ask him out? I want a grandson! Blair, think about me. If- Wait, I probably need to talk to Wesley, huh?" Blair couldn't agree

and then asked, "Blair, you like

Blair flushed and nodded.

much do you like him? Enough to

life. Doing things

idea. It'll bring you and Wesley together. Want

Cecelia told her

she added, "What do you think? We can let Niles in

gaped at her. "It's like a

than the present. We

matter in her mind. Nothing was more important than being with Wesley. "No problem! I'm on board, Aunt Cecelia,"

received a