shuhaige
Chapter 1682
“Chief, B-Blair… Good evening!” Bowman greeted them too. He seemed a bit nervous.
Blair exclaimed in her mind, ‘Oh my goodness! Did they all just see
Wesley kissing me so passionately?’
Her face was as red as a tomato now. That was so embarrassing. She flashed an awkward smile, quickly nodded to them and broke into a quick run. She went into the elevator straight away without giving them a second glance.
Back inside the apartment, she changed into her slippers at the entryway. Cecelia was sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
TV but her head was down. She looked sleepy. The noise at the doorway jarred her awake. She opened her eyes wide and Looked towards the door.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
“Blair, you’re back? Where’s Wesley? Did he come with you? Did he give you a ride?” Cecelia asked, looking around.
“He… He met a few colleagues downstairs. They were talking, and I was a bit tired so I came up,” Blair replied without raising her head. She put the shoes on the shoe rack and slowly walked into the Living room.
“Colleagues? They are here to find him at this Late hour? Maybe there’s something urgent,” Cecelia guessed.
Blair nodded, pressing her lips tightly. She didn’t want Wesley’s mother to notice her red and rapidly swelling lips due to the passionate kiss. She turned her back towards Cecelia and told her quickly,
“Aunt, I’m going to take a shower now.”
“Uh huh. Go on. I’ll wait for Wesley here.”
Soon after Blair went into her bedroom, Wesley opened the door and entered the apartment with the shopping bags in his hands.
He scanned the living room, only to find his mother there.
Cecelia laid the shopping bags on the table and began to sort the things out, while asking Wesley a flare of questions.
“Blair said you met some colleagues downstairs. Do you have anything urgent to do?”
“No. Nothing urgent. A comrade-in-arms has come to Alorith and they asked me to join the get- together.”
“Oh, then off you go. Don’t stay up too late.”
Wesley stole a glance at Blair’s closed bedroom door and nodded, “Okay,
Mom. I should get going.”
“Bye. Don’t forget to come pick us up tomorrow,” Cecelia reminded him, craning her neck to look at the leaving man.
“Got it.”
After Wesley had left, Cecelia was left alone and continued putting the groceries in order.
Inside the bathroom, Blair had been holding her breath, carefully listening to the noise outside. She didn’t know why she was so scared of facing Wesley.
Maybe because she felt a little guilty. After all, Cecelia believed that she was Niles* girlfriend, but she and Wesley had just kissed each other downstairs.
Later that night, much to Blair’s surprise, Cecelia insisted on sharing a room with her. She really was childish.