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? What would you do?" Blair

this, she deserves to be punished. I won't interfere." If Megan had planned this to hurt Blair, he wouldn't let her get away with

with

say

hand away and turned to

caught up to her

She didn't say anything.

left for the hotel and

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

sneered, "I'm not a fool like you. I won't come

recording button before continuing. "Why

think that Wesley loves you. If he did love you, he would've locked me up in jail by now. I wouldn't have been sitting at home comfortably." Blair smirked. "Do you know why I love Wesley,

"What?"

But once the truth surfaces, you will know how merciless he is." "Impossible! I'm not like

you admit that you were behind this whole

you. Wait... What are you" Megan became vigilant at once, realizing that something was wrong about the conversation. "Remember this, Megan. Karma will catch up with

hadn't come 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

wanted. She then sent the

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

was eager to see how he

He

went to a place

In Megan's apartment