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.

if she is proved to be guilty?

note, "I'll let the police and the court do their work. If she really did this, she deserves to be punished. I won't

on with the investigation. I'll go home

hand in his. "Never say that you want to separate from

shook his hand

to her again.

She didn't say anything.

Blair home, Wesley left for the hotel and

the call connected, she asked, "Do

a fool like you. I won't

the recording button before continuing. "Why am I

would've locked me up in jail by now. I wouldn't have been

"What?"

out the truth. But once the truth surfaces, you will know how merciless he is." "Impossible! I'm not like others to him. Even if he finds out the truth, he will surely forgive me if

admit that you were behind

vigilant at once, realizing that something was wrong about the conversation. "Remember this, Megan. Karma

the investigation, so she called him. "Come back and get some rest first." Wesley had already found out some clues. He was nearing

but to let him do as he wanted. She then sent the recording of the phone conversation to him

footage of the banks, and I got her transfer records too. There's enough proof." "Hmm. I'm tired. I'm going to bed now.

see how he was

Wesley was back, she was already fast asleep. He took a quick shower and then slept with Blair in his

they went to a place

In Megan's apartment