True Love Waits

Chapter 694 Be A Bad Woman

The words that spilled from the bartender's mouth pained Blair's heart to the core. 'Wesley proposed to someone else.' "How... How did he propose to the woman called Patty Chang? I mean, what did he say?" she continued to ask, suppressing the sadness in her heart. She never knew Wesley would be that romantic. A proposal. Who would have thought?

"Well, nothing in particular. He just put the ring on Patty's ring finger, but that gesture was enough to get tears falling. She couldn't wait to say yes. Everybody in D City knows that Patty is head over heels in love with the guy. I bet that she would've proposed to Wayne if he hadn't done it first. So, Wayne didn't need to do a whole lot," the bartender blurted out. Since Blair had paid him a ton of cash, he poured out every fact that he knew.

He kept prattling on about the gossip and rumors surrounding Wayne and Patty. But his words landed on deaf ears. She was immersed in her own sad thoughts.

She didn't need any more information now. All she knew was that Wesley was married to a woman named Patty.

She reached for the ring that Wesley had given to her. She'd hung it on her neck like a pendant. A sardonic smile crept along her face as the ridiculous fact sank in.

When she took the sleeping pills that night, she'd worn it then, too. Because she wanted to leave this world with the most precious thing in her life. But this man bought another ring and gave it to another

woman.

To make sure the bartender was straight with her, Blair paid off a few other waiters. She still couldn't believe the story. Much to her disappointment, she got the same answers.

Wesley did get marriage licenses for Patty.

Oh, to be precise, it was Wayne who married Patty.

But in Blair's mind, Wayne or Wesley, it meant the same. They were the same guy. Wesley did everything, though. He was Patty's husband now.

The next thing Blair knew was that she was already outside the night club. She couldn't even remember walking out of it.

Without a specific destination, she wandered along a street near the club, just like the first time she visited the city.

She walked to the same footbridge where she saw Wesley and his men last time. But this time, there was no one in camo fatigues, or uniform for that matter. And more importantly, no Wesley. He was busy flirting with his new bride in the club.

A ton of dark thoughts flooded her mind. For a moment, she was overwhelmed by the urge to jump off the bridge and end everything.

thought of her family. Her grandfather, aunt, uncle and Joslyn. She remembered how sad and worried they were when she first committed suicide. 'No,

and stopped in front of a pawn shop. After a moment of hesitation, she made up her

few moments later,

were no longer hers. She'd sold them

didn't see any reason to be good anymore. She wouldn't pay Wesley back for the 300, 000 dollars. She'd keep the money she got from the ring and bracelet, and use it to travel the world. She would be

as the plane

she didn't answer

she rejected them all. If

it was

called to tell her what Wesley told her. "Blair, what you saw is all fake. It's Wayne Chen who's married to Patty, not Wesley. Wesley has only one woman in his heart. That's you,

nervous. She had written down her son's words on a piece

feel anything after hearing all

Patty, fake identity or not. She couldn't understand why he didn't let her know he was alive, after surviving the explosion. Why was it so important for him to propose to Patty first instead of giving her a call? Didn't he realize she

hell would he marry Patty? Was that

to tell her son. Instead, Blair said, "Aunt Cecelia, thanks for taking care of me. I won't forget you and will visit

waited for him, loved him and worried about him for

story was a little different from everyone else's. Most of what she did in her story was wait-wait for the hero to come back. If all she needed to do was wait, she was okay with that.

were a lot of things about this love that made her

was determined. If Wesley couldn't be bothered to call her

days went by. And just when Blair thought everything

hair into red curly hair. Holding a well-dressed man's arm,

dress. She looked quite hot. A lot of men she passed took

of a man in a familiar uniform. Naturally, she tilted her head to look at the man. In an instant,

missed for so long and was now

on the other side of the road, holding a box

she met his intent gaze, Blair's

recovered, shutting down her emotions and regaining her composure. Pretending not to see him, she turned to the man

turned around and remarked,

maintained the smile on her face. "I didn't hear