Take My Breath Away

'So, he came back just to sleep with me?' Blair's tears stopped falling when the thought occurred to her. "You...get away from me! I don't want to sleep with you."

Before she could push him away, Wesley pressed her against the door and kissed her passionately.

He had only two hours to spend with her, so he made the most of it. He spent one hour and fifty minutes in bed with Blair, five minutes showering, two minutes getting dressed, and the last three minutes saying goodbye to Blair.

"I probably won't be able to contact you for a while. Don't you dare sleep around behind my back. And don't even think about finding yourself a gigolo. If I find out that you're fooling around with someone else..." He paused to caress her cheek. "...I'll kill you."

Blair's eyes flew open. 'He was blocked on WeChat. How did he see my update?'

Wesley went on, "I don't see the ring. I hope that the next time I see you, you'll be wearing it. And one last thing... My lunar July 7th gift for you." He put his hand into his pocket and pulled out a pretty bracelet. He put it on for her.

Blair looked at the beautiful bracelet; a teardrop streamed down her cheek and ran into her long, thick hair.

With one final kiss, Wesley left.

He was in Y City for less than four hours. He spent one hour reporting to his supervisor, two hours with Blair, and around thirty minutes travelling.

This time, Wesley was gone for the longest. Half a year had passed. He hadn't called Blair even once.

At first, she had worn both the ring and the bracelet Wesley had given her. After having spent three months without hearing from him, she took the ring off. And three more months later, she took off the bracelet too.

The Spring Festival was coming up, but still not a word from Wesley. This year, Keith once again invited Blair to celebrate at the Li family residence, saying that Wesley was not home and Cecelia was bored and needed her company. He insisted that she come over.

After one year's hard work, near the Spring Festival, Blair was promoted two ranks higher. Now, she was the youngest department supervisor in the company.

And she had to go on more business trips now.

After the Spring Festival, it was decided that Blair, along with her department manager, would fly to D City where Wesley was.

They would be staying there for a week.

Blair was so thrilled that she couldn't sleep the night before they set out, just because she and Wesley would be in the same city.

It didn't matter if they could meet or not; they would be at least closer to each other.

On the day of the trip, Blair got up early. Their plane was scheduled to take off only at noon. There was time to kill, so she decided to do some shopping.

She wanted to dress cute every day during the week she was in D City, just in case she ran into Wesley.

The plane touched down in D City that evening, and Blair checked into a hotel. In the dead of the night, her mind was filled with thoughts about Wesley. She wished that he knew she was in the city. She wished that he would come and see her.

But he didn't come. And she didn't run into him the next two days either.

She searched his face in the crowd, but he was nowhere to be seen.

On the third night, they had dinner with their client. After dinner, Sonny Zhang, the general manager of the other company, insisted that they have more fun and suggested that they go someplace where they could drink and dance.

Blair had already had two glasses of liquor. She just wanted to go to bed. But Sonny Zhang told her that some foreign senior executives would be joining them later. As their interpreter, she had to be there.

It sounded like there was no way she could avoid going with them. It was only after they had reached their destination that she knew that Sonny Zhang had dragged them to a night club.

And it was the biggest club in D City. They walked in. The music was loud. The place was packed. People pressed against each other, wriggling their bodies in pleasure.

Someone among them suggested they go upstairs and get a private booth, but Sonny Zhang was cheap. Since it was his treat, he didn't want to waste money on an expensive booth. He found them a table in the lobby of the first floor.

As soon as Blair sat down, a familiar face caught her eye.

In casual black clothes, the man she had been missing so much day and night was sitting sluggishly on a sofa, with a wine glass in his hand.

He was surrounded by young men and women. They were talking and laughing.

His mind seemed to be somewhere else. He didn't see her.

A hot, sexy woman was in his arms, feeding him slices of fruit every now and then.

Blair paled. A spasm of pain shot through her heart.

'So, that's the type of woman he likes...' It hurt so much that she could barely watch anymore.

Just then, a hand gripped her shoulder. "Blair, everyone has ordered their drinks. You're the only one left. What would you like?"

Blair turned around. It was Sonny Zhang. She looked at his hand on her body and moved away from him a little, trying her best to hide her disgust. She forced a smile and said, "Anything is fine. Maybe a glass of champagne."

"Champagne? Come on! This is a night club. How about a Night Temptation? Give it a try." Sonny Zhang decided for her before she could reply.

Blair maintained her smile. "All right."

Sonny Zhang hadn't removed his hand from her shoulder even after she had moved farther away from him. Out of options, Blair rose from her seat to rid herself of him. "Excuse me. I need to go to the ladies' room."

"Okay," Sonny Zhang said.

When Blair turned around, her eyes immediately shifted to Wesley, who was sitting at the neighboring table. The woman in his arms was all over him, but he didn't seem bothered at all.

This was the first time she had ever seen him being intimate with another woman. The scene was like a blade, piercing her heart over and over again. She needed to be alone. She wanted to cry a good one.

'Is this the mission he was talking about?'

Tears threatened to fall. Before they could, she pushed her way through the throng, desperate for a shelter to hide herself. But in her hurry, she accidentally stepped on a man's foot. "Watch where you are fucking going!"

the man cursed.

Seeing that it was a woman, the man didn't make a fuss about it. He glared at her and walked away, still cursing.

Blair was relieved. She asked the bartender where the bathroom was and walked towards it.

A crowd was smoking at the entrance to the bathroom. Blair's appearance drew their attention. A man whistled at her. "Hey, babe!"

Blair ignored him and walked into the ladies' room.

She stayed in there for a few minutes and let out her overwhelming emotions. After a while, she touched up her makeup and didn't come out until she looked the same as before.

On the way to her table, she came face to face with Wesley and the woman. His arm was encircled around the woman's shoulder.

The moment her and Wesley's eyes met, Blair came to a halt.

When that man had cursed her earlier, Wesley had turned around to look at the commotion. He had caught a slight glance of her and thought that it was Blair. He had to find out for sure. And now, she was standing in front of him. She was here.

In her wine red pants and white top, along with the white stilettos, she looked more mature than before.

The woman in Wesley's arms sensed him staring at Blair. Instantly, she wrapped her arms around his waist and complained, "What are you looking at? Are you listening to me? Are you staring at that woman?"