Seeing that Wesley had already finished his breakfast, Blair decided that she shouldn't make him late. She swallowed the egg inside her mouth hurriedly after a few furious chews, and slid her phone back into her pocket. "We don't want to be late. I can bring the sandwich with me and eat it in the car," she told him.
But the man stopped her. "You may get sick if you try to eat in the car. The road is a bit bumpy. Just take your time and finish your breakfast at leisure. We're in no hurry." He brought his plate with him into the kitchen.
"All right." If that was the case, then why worry? Blair began to eat her sandwich at an easy pace. To her surprise, it tasted good despite the fact that Wesley was not known to be a good chef. He couldn't even chop vegetables or salads properly.
After the breakfast, Wesley grabbed her suitcase in his hand and they left the apartment together. What worried her was that she was dressed for the weather while Wesley was not.
She was wearing a pink down coat, a white woolen hat that was complemented with a bit of fur at its ends, and a white scarf.
Wesley, however, was wearing only a simple shirt and a coat matching his pants. Although he looked quite handsome in this dress compared to some people who became plump and awkward after putting on too much, he still would have been cold in that. The coat wasn't nearly enough.
Blair was getting the feeling that they were living in completely different seasons. When they entered the elevator, she couldn't help it anymore and asked with concern, "Aren't you cold?"
"No," he replied shortly and cast a casual glance at her, who was cumbersomely dressed in lots and lots of clothes and looking like a cuddly bear. "There is heating in the car."
"Mmm. As you wish." Blair shrugged. Maybe he really didn't get cold. She already knew there was heating in the car; what car wouldn't have a heater in it? But there was no heating on the way to the underground car park and it was chilly outside.
Blair continued to play with her phone after getting into Wesley's car. Before long, they left the city behind them and the car rumbled onto the expressway, breaking out of the bounds of city speed limits. She looked out the window, lost deep in thought.
Today, she was going to his home to visit his family, but not as his girlfriend. 'Is it possible that I'll go to visit his family as his girlfriend one day?' she sighed inwardly.
"Are you sleepy?" Blair suddenly asked, stealing a glance at him.
"No. You get some sleep if you want," Wesley answered with his attention still focused on the road. He knew that she must be sleepy. She slept late last night and got up early this morning.
"Okay. But if you do get sleepy, just wake me up. I can drive," she offered.
'A petite girl like her drives my jeep? Hell no!' Wesley was not sleepy at all, and after hearing her proposal, he became even soberer. There was no way he was letting such a heavy-duty vehicle into her hands. "Don't worry. I never drive when I'm tired."
"Okay."
Blair really was sleepy since she hadn't slept well because of what had happened last night. Plus they were on a freeway and the road was now smooth. She dozed off within two minutes.
It soon got unusually quiet inside the car, and the only trace that remained of her presence now was her unique fragrance. Wesley curled his lips and kept on driving. He liked to focus on the road anyway.
When they finally arrived at the Li family's villa, it was already 3 p.m. Blair had already bought some gifts for his family members. Nothing fancy, just to show a bit of etiquettes.
The Li family's villa itself was located in the central area of the city, well-known as the most posh one. Keith used to live in the military complex with his wife. But after she had passed way, Baldwin had insisted that Keith come and live with them in the family home.
Wesley also had an uncle who was a big shot in the business circles of A Country. Though he didn't live here permanently, he had come over today and also brought his family members after hearing about the arrival of a special guest. There was much speculation about who the special guest was.
Unfortunately, the poor uncle didn't get to meet her. Keith asked him to leave since he was afraid that Blair would feel embarrassed if she saw so many people. After all, she and Wesley hadn't been together yet. 'It would be better if I ask the family members to come over and meet her only after Blair and Wesley are officially together, ' he mused.
He was right. Blair heaved a heavy sigh of relief when she saw that only Keith, Wesley's parents, and Niles were there to greet her.
"Happy New Year! Grandpa Keith, Uncle Baldwin, Aunt Cecelia, Niles!" Blair greeted them cheerfully and handed over the gifts she had bought them.
Cecelia herself was more than just thrilled to see Blair. Ignoring all etiquettes, she quickly put her gift aside and grabbed Blair's wrist, pulling her towards the sofa in the living room. "Blair, you are finally here. I would have loved to see you here on New Year's Eve. I wanted you to celebrate it with us. But doesn't matter. You're here now. Oh my! Your hands feel so cold. Come here. Take this hot-water bag. It'll warm you up in no time."
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