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?"

was Megan," he replied

you buy yellow

a few times. She figured Blair liked that color,

weren't many flower shops that sold yellow carnations, so today, he hit every flower

sneered. 'That little

fragrance of the flowers and said coldly, "Pink and red carnations are for mothers. They symbolize good health, eternal youth

what I wanted to hear! Now, take your flowers and get out!" As she yelled at him, she rudely stuffed the bouquet in his arms and pushed him out of the hotel room, giving him no chance to utter even

slammed

listening to Megan, for his pride to get in the way of his feelings. The silent treatment brought him even more trouble in the

let out a heavy sigh and left the hotel

absence, so she needed to work

she could finish up work, Orion invited her to attend

returned to the hotel, it was already late at

swiped her key card and walked in. Just as she closed the door, someone knocked. Looking through the cat's eye, she saw Wesley

Despite them parting on bad terms, she still opened the door. It seemed that she still hadn't learned her lesson. Each time Wesley

Wesley came with a bouquet of

was unbelievable. He was here to apologize, but wearing such an arrogant face. 'What a jerk!' "Anything you want

began to walk inside

couldn't stop him, so she just let him walk in

the new bouquet. "This

what white baby's

thought this was the right one. He wanted to protect her and care for her, so he figured

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

less than two minutes, he was driven out of

just couldn't decide. The owner of the shop noted his uniform and decided to leave him be. But her body language indicated exasperation,

knocked on Blair's room once again. Blair opened the door, wearing a strapless nightgown. She lazily leaned against the door and

he said,