Chapter 1552

Wesley checked the height and thought, ‘Too high? Are you serious?’ Not wanting to argue with her

anymore, he put his hands around her waist and carried her out of the car as if he were carrying a

child.

Blair was left speechless. She had imagined her prince charming carrying her in his arms like a

princess. Not this. She rolled her eyes.

Before he could put her down, she wrapped her legs around his waist and put her hands around his

neck

In case she fell, Wesley closed the car door with one hand and held her waist with the other.

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“Get down,” he demanded.

“No, I’m sick,” she refused, burying her face in his chest.

“LL Let go of my hand.”

Wesley really let go, but Blair didn’t. So in the end, she clung on to him Like a koala holding on to a big

tree.

Her softness and fragrance stirred up his buried feelings. The attraction was getting stronger. To

conceal his emotion, he pretended to be mad and glared at her. But she wasn’t looking at him.

“I’m a patient. I don’t feel well,” she kept saying

They were in a deadlock for two minutes. Wesley had only two options— either he took her upstairs

like this, or he somehow made her get down

Finally, he made his decision. He wrapped both of his arms around her waist and made his way to the

elevator

Blair flashed a triumphant smile.

The elevator arrived at the sixteenth floor. When they reached her apartment, Blair got off him and said

sweetly, “Thank you for bringing me home. Bye.”

At this point, she didn’t Look Like a patient at all.

Wesley took her medicine out of his pocket, gave it to her and left without a word.

In the parking lot, he opened all the car windows to air out her fragrance.

He lit a cigarette and smoked while he waited for her scent to disappear. When it was about done, he

stubbed out the cigarette and got into the car.

Determined to find out why she hadn’t met Wesley in the elevator in the past few days, Blair got up

early the next morning and waited at the elevator on the sixteenth floor.

She wasn’t going to leave until she met him. And she did meet him this time.

It turned out that he had been taking the stairs.

She was surprised. If it were her, she would have been exhausted after climbing sixteen floors. But

Wesley looked fine. He was only panting

Lightly.

As if Blair were invisible, he walked by her without saying anything and went towards his apartment to

open the door.

Before he could close the door, the elevator doors opened with a ding.