True Love Waits novel Chapter 559

Blair's head was spinning. When she could finally think clearly, she found herself sitting at the table already.

The dishes on the table remained untouched. Megan sat on the couch, playing games on her phone. Seeing Wesley and Blair were back already, she put her phone away and stood up.

"Where did you go? I'm starving. Let's eat," Megan said pouting as she sat opposite Blair.

Blair smiled. "I took a walk." She was surprised to know that Wesley and Megan hadn't eaten yet. 'Was he waiting for me, then?'

Wesley took the seat next to her and threw her a pair of chopsticks. "Here. Eat."

Blair picked up the chopsticks and tried a couple pieces of tofu. The dinner was already cold.

"I'll heat these up," she said as she stood up.

Wesley dragged her back into her seat with one hand. "It's not too cold. Don't go to the trouble. Just eat."

The heat had been turned on, so the dishes were just room temperature. Blair sat back.

After taking a couple bites, Megan complained, "The beef bone broth is cold. Uncle Wesley, can you warm it up for me? It might cause a tummy ache if we eat it cold."

"Okay." Wesley dropped his chopsticks and walked into the kitchen, carrying the beef bone broth.

Blair gaped at him. 'He just said the dishes weren't that cold.'

After dinner, the three of them left Wesley's place together. Wesley was going to drive Megan home, and Blair went back to her own apartment.

When the doorbell rang, Blair was relaxing, reading on the bed after a comfortable shower. She jogged to the door. It was Wesley. He had just come back home.

He was holding his phone in his hands. "What's your WeChat account?"

Before Blair could say anything, he added, "I'll be pretty busy from now on. So I might need help taking care of my place."

"Oh..." Blair grabbed her phone from the bedroom, and they friended each other on WeChat.

His username was Wes, and hers was Bless.

The two names rhymed and even looked similar. Blair couldn't help thinking that judging from their usernames, one might think they were lovers.

"I know the password to your apartment. Mine's 1104. You might need it one day."

'Megan's birthday again.' Leaning on the door, Blair asked, "Do you like... Megan that much?"

Wesley put his phone away and gave her a confused look.

Blair shrugged. "Her birthday is your phone password. And it's the code to your apartment. Now that you like her that much, why not tell her and make her your girlfriend? What are you waiting for? Too young?"

"Blair!" came his warning.

Blair smiled. "Let me guess: you use her birthday as a PIN for your credit cards?"

"No!" Wesley turned around to enter his apartment.

"Since you like her and you're not related, why not make her your fiancee? She might be too young now, but when she's old enough, you can marry."

'Marry Megan?' Wesley frowned. That was when it hit him—Blair misunderstood his relationship with Megan. It irritated him.

Turning, he strode over to her, pressed her against the door, held the back of her head in his hand, and kissed her passionately on the lips.