Take My Breath Away

Wesley found himself stuck in the same situation. Last time he answered Megan's call in the car and Blair got angry with him.

"Uncle Wesley... Are you still with your neighbor Blair?" Megan asked on the other end of the line.

Blair sneered, "Not just neighbors, anymore, little girl. We're roommates."

Wesley was surprised by how Blair needled Megan.

Silence engulfed them as Megan went silent. The only sound was the muffled roar of the engine.

Wesley couldn't figure out what was going through Blair's mind. Finally, he decided to minimize the drama. "Megan, just don't worry about this. Get some sleep. Take care of yourself. Don't stay up late. Don't..."

"Drop me off now!" Blair furiously interrupted his repeated nagging to Megan. It was obvious who was important to him, and it wasn't Blair.

Wesley stopped talking and hung up the phone. He pulled over, but he didn't unlock the car doors to let her out. "What's wrong with you?" He had to find out the reason. She made a scene the last time he talked to Megan. It was happening again. And it was at night this time. What would she do if she left the car at this hour?

"Nothing. I'm all right! So tell me—is Megan the reason why you don't date?"

Wesley gave her a long look, confused by her words. 'What does Megan have to do with me having a girlfriend or not?' he wondered.

Blair's mind was a mess. Every word that Megan said haunted her. Whenever she was around Wesley, she tried her best to forget about Megan.

God knew how much she wanted to let it all out, to tell Wesley that his poor, innocent Megan was really a hypocritical bitch and a drama queen. But she couldn't.

Suddenly, a scene at the airport replayed in her mind. Why did Wesley think she was pregnant? Megan told him that. And Blair did say she was pregnant in front of Megan.

She met Megan at her departure gate when she was about to hop a flight to England.

Blair had already finished her studies there. But there were still some things she needed to be there in person to wrap up, so she had no choice but to fly to England again. Hartwell drove her to the airport and she got there way too early. To kill the time, she chose to sit in a quiet corner, playing on her phone.

A few minutes later, a couple sat opposite her.

The man lit up a cigarette, despite the fact that it was a non-smoking area. The air around Blair began to reek of tobacco. After finishing one cigarette, the man proceeded to ignite a second one. The woman next to him wasn't interested in doing anything about it. She seemed nonchalant, like this happened all the time. The cloud of smoke swirled in the air and then was blown in Blair's direction, strangling her, scraping her throat, and making her cough.

Blair looked around, but there was no staff anywhere nearby. Unable to stand it anymore, she had to stop the man herself. "Excuse me, sir?" she said, holding her breath.

The couple raised their heads to stare at the strange girl in confusion.

She said in a calm voice, "I'm pregnant." It was a lie, of course, but one that might impel the man to stop.

The couple exchanged glances with each other. The woman glared at the man, who hastily explained, "It wasn't me." 'I don't know this girl at all! But she's pretty hot, ' the man thought. His wife was right next to him, so the man wasn't about to look at Blair again. He thought she was attractive, but he wasn't suicidal.

Blair was amused by them. "Of course, you're not my baby's daddy. I meant..." She pointed at the burning cigarette between the man's fingers.

The man looked where she pointed and instantly understood. He quickly snuffed out the cigarette. As long as his wife wouldn't get ticked off, he'd do as he was told. The woman heaved a sigh of relief when she heard what Blair had said.

After it was settled, Blair turned around, shocked to see Megan and another girl standing behind her. Megan was smiling evilly.

Blair didn't know Megan well, so she merely nodded to her in greeting. Without a word, she sat back in her seat.

Megan whispered to the girl next to her, and her friend walked to a seat some distance away. Then, Megan took the seat next to Blair.

"Hi, Blair," the drama queen said enthusiastically.

Blair smiled, "Hi."

"Surprised to see you here! I'm flying to England to relax. What about you?"

"Just some errands," Blair replied simply with her eyes on her phone.

She didn't like Megan after she saw how she behaved around Wesley. So she wasn't interested in talking to her any more than she had to.

"Oh, by the way, I have something to tell you."

"Yes?"

Megan said in a soft voice, "It's about Uncle Wesley."

"Go on." Blair closed the game she was playing and opened the Weibo app, absentmindedly scrolling through the updates.

"I heard you proposed to him but he turned you down."

Blair's face changed. "Who told you that?" She stared at Megan in disbelief, mouth frozen in an "O." As far as she knew, Wesley had shut down any conversation around this. He wouldn't even let his men talk about it.

"Uncle Wesley told me," Megan said matter-of-factly. The truth was, she had overheard Talbot and Bowman talking in Wesley's apartment, and put two and two together.

Blair's heart felt like it was being squeezed by a hand of ice. Was it Wesley? She could imagine how Megan laughed when he told her. She felt sad, angry and really embarrassed at the moment.

Megan just ignored her reactions, and continued in that crazy, cheerful tone, "Blair, to tell you the truth, I'm Wesley's girlfriend now, and we're living together. Too bad you moved. We could have been neighbors."

She stole a glance at Blair's pale face before continuing, "I know why he told me, at least, I think I do. He wanted me to know you weren't dating. He's been crushing on me for a long time. He doesn't think of me as a niece, but we're not related anyway. It's just that I'm still young, and I'll always have a special place in his heart. Of course, he didn't lay this out. He's not good at expressing his feelings. You know him. I figured it out by listening to him..."

Megan paused. Blair tried to process her words. Indeed, Wesley wasn't the type of man to confess his love to others.

"He said that he was nice to you when you were neighbors because you're Lieutenant General Ji's niece. He had to show respect to his superior," Megan added.

Her secret exposed, Blair could hardly keep her composure. She wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible. "Miss Lan, why are you telling me all this? I'm engaged. I have nothing to do with Wesley anymore. I don't want to hear anything about him."

"Well, okay. I wish you could just stay in England, Miss Jing. Without you around, no one would get in the way. Then Wesley and I could get married, and he wouldn't have to be confused."

'Confused? Get in the way?' Blair frowned at her words. "How did I get in the way?" Blair felt Megan was being ridiculous. Ever since she started her studies in England, she hadn't called Wesley at all.

They met once when the Ji family and Li family had a dinner together. But it was Wesley who talked to her first. She had tried her best to keep her distance.

"Anyway, I like Uncle Wesley too. Please don't call him anymore," Megan pleaded, feigning innocence. 'She should have been an actress, ' Blair thought.

Blair looked at her. "I repeat—I'm engaged. My fiance loves me, and I didn't call Wesley."

A bright smile broke on Megan's face. "I trust you, Blair. Thanks. I have to go now. Bye!"