True Love Waits

Chapter 672 Pure Friendship

"Come back to the apartment," Wesley requested again, ignoring her question. The apartment felt like a cold and cheerless place without her there. He didn't want to be there if she wasn't. "No way! Goodbye!" Blair was about to shut the door.

But Wesley managed to squeeze into the room before she closed the door. He slipped in, using his boots to stop the door from closing. Unable to prevent him, she said angrily, "Why did you come here? Go find your girlfriend Garnet. Didn't she say that you'd been waiting for her? Why are you still here?"

"I'm not waiting for her," he explained.

"Whatever. Not my business. You saved my life, and I owe you money. That's all." Of course, no matter how angry she was, she couldn't forget that he saved her life.

Wesley fell silent.

When he didn't say anything else, Blair took a deep breath, quieted her emotions and said, "You were my first love. Everyone always talks about their first loves in the past tense, like first love wasn't real. I used to think that was bunk, but not anymore. So when you brought Garnet by...the way you behaved around her...now I believe it."

Wesley was rendered speechless. What did he do that day? Did he behave differently around her? He didn't think so.

"Please go away. I won't bother you anymore. I owe you 300k. I'll get you the money, but it'll take some time." Blair pushed him out and was about to close the door again.

Wesley put his hand on the door. "Don't."

"Don't? Don't what? I told you I wouldn't bug you anymore, so what do you want?" she retorted.

"I don't want that! I don't want you to avoid me. Don't forget that you were the one trying to date me. You can't just leave!" he declared.

Blair looked at him in shock. "True. I fell in love with you first, and tried to get you to notice me. But I've given up. You don't get a say in this, Colonel Li. We aren't anything to each other." She remembered how he dumped her that day.

Wesley stared at her in silence. Then, he dropped that topic and handed the flowers to her. "The flowers, here you are. I've been in a lot of flower shops."

Blair looked at the flowers. Now she became visibly calmer. "Who gave you that idea?" she asked. Wesley knew nothing about romance. There must be someone who told him to buy flowers for a girl. "Damon." He didn't bother trying to hide it. Damon knew more about women than he did.

"So did Mr. Han specifically tell you about the yellow carnations?"

That was Megan," he replied

you buy yellow

Megan let him know that she'd seen Blair in yellow a few times. She figured Blair liked that color, so she advised Wesley to buy her a bouquet

today, he hit every flower shop in the

sneered. 'That little

in the fragrance of the flowers and said coldly, "Pink and red carnations are for mothers. They symbolize good health, eternal youth and long life. You know what yellow carnations are for?" 'Flowers have meaning? That's new to me!' The soldier shook his head,

him, she rudely stuffed the bouquet in his arms and pushed him out of the hotel room, giving him no chance to

She slammed the door

listening to Megan, for his pride to get in the way

let out a heavy sigh and

hospital. Work had piled up in her absence, so she needed to work overtime to get it all done. She'd been doing this every day and came back to the hotel

could finish up work, Orion invited her

hotel, it was

key card and walked in. Just as she closed the door, someone knocked. Looking through the

her heart. He did. Despite them parting on bad terms, she still opened the door. It seemed that she

bouquet of white baby's breath.

attitude was unbelievable. He was here to apologize, but wearing such an arrogant face. 'What a jerk!'

began to walk inside with the flowers in his

so she just let him walk

new bouquet. "This time, I went to Damon,

what white

the right one. He wanted to protect her and care for her, so he

care? Seriously? Wrong flower, man! That's the meaning of white heather. This is spirituality and innocence. Do I seem spiritual or innocent

minutes, he was driven out of the room and the door was shut behind

decide. The owner of the shop noted his uniform and decided to leave him be. But her body language indicated exasperation, not to mention the snorts, sighs, and eye-rolling. Wesley suddenly pointed to a bouquet of Peruvian

the door, wearing a strapless nightgown. She lazily leaned against the door and

he said, "Pure