True Love Waits

The handcuffed men raised their heads and threw a quick glance at Megan. They shook and said in union, "No, not her. We don't know her."

Blair flared up, her eyes red with anger; her hands balled into fists. Ignoring Megan's annoying shrieks, Blair yanked her phone away from her hand and made her unlock the screen forcefully. She checked the inbox messages on her phone. Much to her disappointment, the messages that they had exchanged earlier that day were all gone.

Bristled with fury, Blair tossed Megan's phone to the floor. She approached the girl and shouted, "Be honest and admit it. It was you who had sent those messages to trick me and get me here." Megan shook her head repeatedly. "No, I did no such thing. Uncle Wesley, please. I didn't do it."

Wesley strode over and tried to lock the agitated Blair in his arms once again. "Blair, calm down. We're looking into it."

But his words fell on deaf ears. She squirmed and broke free of his grip. "I'm telling you it was her! Don't you trust me?"

"I trust you," he answered in a firm voice. "But we need evidence."

"Damn your evidence! My words should be proof enough for you. And I'm the freaking witness!" Blair had wanted to keep cool. But when Wesley continued to defend the drama queen, she couldn't maintain he composure anymore.

Wesley took her hands in his and looked her in the eye. "Blair, listen to me. I only care about your safety. Go home now and wait patiently for the outcome of the investigation. I won't let go anyone who attempted to harm you. Trust me."

However, his honest words didn't make her feel any better. She was disappointed by his lack of trust in her. "Wesley, I think it's best that we go our separate ways."

He tightened his grip on her hands, but Blair wrenched her hands free. "Whatever the outcome is, it doesn't matter anymore. I thought you would take my word for it. Wesley, you..."...let me down.' She kept those words to herself.

She turned around and walked out of the room. Wesley followed her out. "What do you want me to do now?" he asked, desperate to hold onto her.

"I told you, you have to make a choice. This is not negotiable, not anymore. This is the match point right here. Wesley, either you put Megan in jail, or let me go."

'The match point?' Wesley didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her childish behavior. He sighed helplessly.

"We can't put someone behind bars without any proof. Blair, please be reasonable," he persuaded her tenderly.

to be guilty?

the police and the court do their work. If she really did this, she deserves to be punished. I won't interfere." If Megan had planned this to hurt Blair, he wouldn't let her get

with the investigation.

his. "Never say

his hand

caught up to her again. "I'll drive you

She didn't say anything.

Blair home, Wesley left for the hotel and then went

out of the apartment, Blair phoned Megan. When the call connected, she asked, "Do you have

sneered, "I'm not a fool like

button before continuing.

love you, he would've locked me up in jail by now. I wouldn't have been sitting at home comfortably." Blair smirked.

"What?"

he is." "Impossible! I'm not like others to him. Even if he finds out the truth, he will surely forgive me if I

you were behind this

realizing that something was wrong about the conversation.

back home. Blair didn't have the heart to see him work so hard on the investigation, so she called him. "Come back and get some rest first." Wesley had already found out some clues. He was nearing the truth.

as he wanted. She then sent the recording of the phone conversation

Megan. "It was her. I checked the camera footage of the banks, and I got her transfer records too. There's

see how he

was already fast asleep. He took a quick

next morning, they went to a

In Megan's apartment