True Love Waits

Chapter 747 The Drunken Wesley

Wesley gently wiped away the tears on Blair's face and asked the therapist, "How is she?"

Dr. Xue smiled. "She was unhappy because of her past, and she kept all that bottled up. Now she admitted it, she'll be fine. She just needs some rest."

"So what's the prognosis?"

"Don't worry. She's going through a lot right now, and probably needs some time to process it. Take her outdoors as much as you can to help her forget those things. Then she will be fine."

"But..." There was still one thing baffling Wesley. "If she loves me so much, why does she keep trying to leave?"

"You'd have to ask her. She's probably mad at you for something. Whether she'll tell you is beyond my pay grade. It could also be for some other reason. Whatever it was, it's on you. I could get her to talk about the bad memories, but I can't guarantee she won't try to run off. If I were you, I'd have a heart-to-heart with her."

Wesley scooped Blair up and said to the doctor, "Probably a good idea."

"Take her home. She doesn't need any medicine. But watch her. And get her out in the open air. Don't keep her cooped up."

"Okay. Thank you, doctor."

"Don't mention it. I'll have my assistant print out discharge papers."

Blair slept for quite a few hours after they got home. She had a dream, where she was with her parents, the Ji family, and Wesley. It seemed like several days passed in the dream.

In that dream, she brought Wesley home. Her parents were very happy to meet him and even urged them to have a baby ASAP, so they could be grandparents.

The next morning, she got up quite early. When Wesley woke up and turned his head to look for her, she wasn't in bed.

He was so worried he didn't bother dressing before he donned his slippers hurriedly and ran out of the bedroom, shouting, "Blair! Blair!"

He stopped when he saw her in the kitchen. She was busy making breakfast.

She was making omelets, with the range hood on. Hearing him calling her, she smiled, spatula in hand. "Hey! You're awake. I'm making breakfast. It will be ready in a bit." The mischievous smile she gave him was reassuring. The old Blair was back. The girl he met a few years ago.

He nodded and asked with caution, "Feeling okay?"

Blair blinked. "Of course."

of relief. "Good. I'm going to grab

long, or I might

problem. Then I'll have you

unfamiliar smell hit her nose. "Ah! Shoot! My omelet burned! It's

joke and cry, Wesley was finally

go out and find a job, but

are

do you want

enjoy

tell you when I've decided." Wesley

"Okay."

went out and Blair stayed

got back, she was about to go to bed. Hearing Wesley open the door, she craned her neck and said,

did you go? Figure out where

he strode towards her. That was when she

of sweat and alcohol. "Did you go

Carlos and the other guys." Wesley tossed his coat onto the sofa and held

as he nuzzled her neck. "You're drunk," she said, poking his forehead

had fun." He was so happy that

time she

have some fun. "Go to your

you bathe

on me even when he's

he said like an

at

lead you

her all the way. Blair half-dragged and half-led him into the bathroom. "You are

wife. Sweetheart, call me 'honey." He held

said, "I can call you 'honey,' but you'll have to promise to let me make love

"Okay," he answered readily.

nearly melt. He was so turned