Chapter 1742

Megan’s crying echoed inside the car. When Wesley said nothing, the girl continued, “Do you and

Uncle Carlos hate me now, Uncle Wesley

“No,” Wesley replied simply.

“I know Debbie has always held a grudge against me. Uncle Carlos doesn’t care about me now…

Uncle Wesley, if you hate me, please tell me straight up…”

A hint of impatience flashed in Wesley’s eyes. But he tried to comfort her, “You’re sick. Don’t cry. It’ll

make it worse.”

“I know…” Megan’s sobs continued to come from the other end of the phone.

Blair felt so annoyed to hear Megan going on Like this. Her good mood was dampened. Although the

line was still connected, she Looked at

Wesley, expressionless, and demanded coldly, “Wesley, can you stop the car?”

Megan stopped crying in an instant. Wesley shot her a confused glance and asked, “Why?”

‘Why? Isn’t it obvious?’ Irritated by the stupid man, she didn’t care that Megan could hear their

conversation and said as calmly as she could, “Either hang up the phone now, or let me out.”

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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?”