Chapter 765
Burning Passion: Love Never Die
Stone-faced, Wesley squinted at Damon and teased, âAm I a man or not?
You want to check it for yourself?â Then he dropped the F word, in such a casual way, youâd think he
was a crackhead from the backstreets.
A chuckle rang in the corridor all of a sudden. But obviously, it was not Damon who had let out this
chirpy chuckle.
âWhoâs that Laughing?â
In confusion, the two of them simultaneously turned and looked towards the elevator, where the
chuckle had come from. There stood near the elevator was a woman, staring at them with a smiling
face that indicated she had stood there for some time, watching them argue. âHoly cow!â Wesley cursed
when he realized it was Blair.
âWhen did you sneak up on us?â
Earlier, they had reached the hospital together and then separated, each one to their own businesses.
Wesley had come to visit Carlos while
Blair had come to visit her friend. She said there was something she wanted to pick from the friend.
Theyâd agreed to meet later on, and
Wesley would drive her back home.
It only happened that Blair didnât take long at her friendâs place.
Since she had a lot of time on her hands, she had done a little window shopping on the street nearby
the hospital and gone to a cafe for coffee until it was time to come here as agreed. For a few minutes,
she had tried to wait outside, but it was a Little too cold. So she decided to come in and head upstairs
where she knew he was. But the moment she stepped out of the elevator, she had accidentally
overheard an improper talk that was going on between these two men. Stealthily, she had sneaked up
on them, until she couldnât move anymore, without being noticed. She had leaned against the wall only
a minute before Wesley snapped with the profanity that made her chuckle. But immediately she had
realized it was a crude remark that wasnât funny at all.
Now seeing Blair covering her mouth, as if she was undecided between amusement and anger at his
tasteless Language, Wesley asked with a dark face, âIs it funny?â
To which Blair retorted, âItâs more thoughtless than funny, if thatâs what you thought. Such a flat joke,
unless the two of you are used to such Language from the gutter.â Trying her hardest to maintain a
calm face, she added, âI never knew⦠Wesley, you have homosexual tendencyâ¦â
Damon who had stood and watched her reaction quietly now spoke, taking the chance to throw in
wisecrack. In a mock gesture of flirting, he echoed Blairâs retort by holding Wesleyâs shoulders and
winking suggestively.
âWesley, letâs get a hotel room now.â
Unable to hold back her laughter, she Laughed and shot back, âOh, now, thatâs funny!â Then she
noticed Wesleyâs deadpan face and angry glare.
But she didnât care and looked him straight in the eye, as she kept laughing Loudly.
Awkward, Wesley softly kicked Damon in the shins and spat coldly, âGet your dirty fingers off my
shoulders. Iâ11 be at the barracks later. See me at the camp if you want my pistol!â Then he made two
quick steps to
Blair, grabbed her by the arm and left straight away.
When Blair saw the direction which he was dragging her towards, she stammered something in
surprise and protested at once.
âHey, I need to take the elevator!â she excused herself. âIs Wesley serious that we are taking the
staircase, from right here on the 18th floor!? Jeez! Doesnât he even care that Iâve been up and down
the whole day?â she thought.
However, ignoring her protest, Wesley dragged her all the way to the exit. Blair still struggled, trying to
break free, only for him to tighten his grip around her wrist.
After descending one floor, Blair clutched the railing of the staircase tightly and refused to go on foot
anymore.
âIâm not feeling well. You take the stairs and I will take an elevator.â
Wesley turned around, staring at the complaining woman.