True Love Waits

Chapter 735 Who's The Handsome Guy

Wesley let out another heavy sigh. "What happened?"

"I slapped her in the face. Twice," Blair said into the phone in a smug tone.

Wesley remained silent, not knowing what to say.

She continued, "Should I wait for you to come back and beat me to a pulp, or flee away as quickly as I can? After all, I have heard people say that whoever dares to lay a finger on dear Megan would be doomed to an eternity of pain."

Wesley sensed the sarcasm in her voice. He warned, "You'll only be doomed if you don't wait for me there. Stay put!"

Blair grinned, as she played with a strand of her red curly hair. He had wanted her straight, black hair back the very day she had had this new hairstyle done. She had been waiting for him to take her to the hair salon. More than six months had passed since then, but she still hadn't gotten the chance. Instead, the very first thing he had done after coming back was visit and take care of Megan. She seethed with anger at the thought. "Sorry, sir. I've had enough of this."

"What do you mean?"

"I hate Megan, but you want to be responsible for her for the rest of your life. If I choose you, I have to put up with her crap too. I know that I can't divorce you since a serviceman's marriage is under protection. So, I'll just disappear. That way, you won't be able to marry another woman either. Perfect plan, isn't it?" Blair wasn't good at playing dirty tricks like Megan. She would lose this game in the long run if she continued to fight against the girl. So, she thought it would be better if she stayed away from all these people for the time being.

Wesley stepped on the accelerator. "Just wait for me at the house."

"Fine," she agreed without hesitation.

However, when he reached home, the only sight waiting for him was a wailing Megan with her swollen eyes. Blair was long gone.

He called her again. But her phone was switched off.

By the time he flew back to Y City and hurried to her office, Blair had already quit her job. It was an urgent resignation. Orion had signed the resignation letter for her.

Left with no choice, Wesley headed back to the military base. Using their tracking system, he was able to locate her. She was still within the city limits, in the countryside. 'What's she doing way out there?'

was only then that he knew that Blair's paternal grandparents lived

more about her. And now, it looked like her grandparents were still very much alive. The next day, Wesley arrived at the village where Blair's grandparents lived. With a few bags of nutritious food in his hands, he walked towards their house. Blair was squatted down on a vegetable patch, pulling out

farmers made dried vegetables. The old lady said to Blair with an amiable smile, "I told you not to do all that work. You're not used to farming. Leave it to your grandpa. Come here and

voice came from the vegetable patch. "I can do this, Grandma. If you and

come for a visit to the countryside. Why don't you-" The old lady's eyes fell on the figure approaching them. "Who's that handsome guy?" She rubbed her eyes. "Am I

didn't raise her head to look.

nice to meet you. I'm Blair's husband, Wesley

old lady was shocked,

He put the bags of food aside and bowed to the older woman to

phone card. She had managed to buy a bus ticket without using her ID number. She knew that he would track her down sooner or later, but

nodded excitedly and gestured for Wesley to sit down. She shouted towards the vegetable patch, "Blair, come

sighed and got to her feet. She looked at her grandmother, devoid of any expression on her face. "Grandma, don't be

glared at the man and snarled, "How dare you! You sure look like a decent man in that uniform. You almost had

look at this. This is our marriage license. See? Blair and Wesley. She's angry with me because we had a

old lady took the license from his hand to take a

weeding tools down and darted towards her grandmother. She reached out to grab the license. "It's a fake license. Who the hell are

hands. "Blair... Please don't be

free while telling Marie, "Grandma, quick! Bring

realizing that her granddaughter was in danger,

broom...to chase me

and said,

Blair." A heavy, old voice

Greenwood, had finally come back

to the old man with a broom in her hands and said urgently, "Honey, you are just in time! This

spouting now? Adalson called me just a moment ago. He said Blair's husband was on his way to visit us. A tall and handsome young man, he said. Isn't that him?" He pointed towards Wesley. "Blair! What are you doing, just standing there