Take My Breath Away

Wesley wasn't in patient clothing. He was wearing a green army T-shirt, camouflage pants and black boots—military fatigues.

His sudden appearance reminded Blair of Garnet. She was so jealous she didn't want to talk to him. However, he saved her again, so she couldn't just ignore him. "Hi, Colonel Li," she said.

'Whenever she's mad at me, she calls me Colonel Li, ' Wesley thought.

He thought that she was acting really weird. 'She said she loved me, but she shared a hug with Orion. Now she's mad at me.

What did I do this time?'

Wesley stood beside her bed and stared at her bandage-wrapped feet and fingers. Seven digits total were covered with bandages, leaving only three fingers on her left hand free. 'So she typed those messages with only three fingers?' Wesley felt both amused and heartbroken.

"It was my fault you were kidnapped," he said apologetically. Blair was totally innocent. He felt bad that she was hurt because of him.

'Why's he being so formal?' Blair bit her lower lip and said in a low voice, "It was not your fault, but those thugs'."

"All of them are behind bars now." He made sure they paid for their crimes. They had gotten back double whatever they had done to Blair.

"Good to know." Then she remembered she wasn't talking to him, so she clammed up.

Although she was not a chatterbox like Niles, she could hold her own in conversation.

"Get some rest." Wesley guessed she was still weak and didn't have the strength to talk, so he prepared to leave.

"Wesley!" Blair called out and raised her head abruptly.

Wesley paused and turned to look at her. "Could you stay? At least for a little bit?" she pleaded.

Confusion was written in his eyes.

"Maybe till I fall asleep?" she asked with a hopeful expression. She was alone in the ward, and it got kind of frightening at night.

However, before Wesley could say yes, someone knocked on the door. "Hey, Blair, you up?" a voice asked.

It was Orion, flanked by two of his bodyguards with several shopping bags.

Orion didn't expect to see Wesley here. He knew Blair liked W

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

Sleep Curse" were freaking her out. She had to play on her phone to distract herself, though her fingers were killing her.

Before long, she had the urge to pee.

At first, she didn't want to bother the nurses. But then, she really couldn't hold it in anymore and pressed the nurse-call button.

Then she heard footsteps in the hall. Blair, who had been teetering between abject fear and an intense desire to pee, heaved a sigh of relief.

Someone opened the door and turned the light on.

Before Blair saw who it was, she said hurriedly, "Miss, I need to go to the bathroom. Will you please help me— Huh? Wesley?"

And yes, it was Wesley at the door.

'Why is he still here? I thought he left.'

Upon hearing that, Wesley walked over, lifted the covers and scooped her up in his arms. "Hey, hey, wait!" Blair panicked and tried to break free.

"What?" he asked.

"Um... Can you get a nurse in here?" She wanted to go to the bathroom. Her fingers were bandaged and she couldn't take off her pants.

Seeing her red face, he chuckled mischievously. "I'll help you with that."

"No! I mean, no, thank you. You need to recuperate. The nurses said I could always ask for their help."

However, Wesley didn't listen to what she said at all. He entered the bathroom with her in his arms. He didn't even let her use the wheelchair.

Then, they got to the most awkward part...