Burning Passion: Love Never Die

But now, seeing just how mad Blair was, Miller was seized by numerous complex emotions. But to save his face, he chose to put on the mask of a tough guy. Not that it was doing him any good

Blair had had enough now. She ignored him, turned around, and began to walk towards the bus stop.

But Miller picked up his pace and gripped her arm once again, refusing to let her go.

“Blair, if you don’t want to start over with me, fine.

But please come inside and finish the meal with my mom. Then we will go our own ways,” he pleaded.

Actually, that had been Blair’s plan all along, but Gertrude’s remarks had infuriated her. Now she wasn’t in the mood to do that. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“I have another appointment. Maybe next time,” she replied, trying to release her arm from his grip.

Sensing her reluctance, he insisted, dragging her a bit closer, “Blair please. Don’t let my mom down.”

Blair felt that she was about to flare up. God knew what would happen if she lost control on the road.

Just then, a couple of cars pulled over near them with their blinkers flashing. They had just passed by the building, and when the people in the cars had seen Miller badgering Blair, they had turned the cars around and driven back.

The two vehicles were eye-catching and very high. One glance, and Blair already knew who had come.

It had been half a month since she had last seen Wesley. But being forced to dinner by a man was not how she had expected to meet the guy again.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Wesley stepped out of the car with a furious stride and almost rushed over to Blair and Miller. Talbot and his co-workers got out too.

The sight of Miller holding Blair’s arm made Wesley seethe. He could see that the woman didn’t like it.

“Let her go!” he demanded icily.

Miller threw him a sideways glance and asked Blair sarcastically, “You rejected me because of this guy?”

In his eyes, Wesley was nothing. Blair rolled her eyes at him.

“It just didn’t work out between us. It doesn’t have anything to do with anyone else. Miller, let me go immediately. Or we won’t even be friends anymore!”

Miller scoffed, “You know what? I thought you were pure and innocent. I thought you would be loyal. It turns out that you have been hooking up with this— Ah!”

Before Miller could finish that insulting remark, a figure had dashed over towards him and smashed a fist into his face, sending him several steps backwards into the pavement. The assault was strong and sudden

As Wesley continued to badger punches at the man, Talbot and Lenard led

Blair to their group. The soldiers lined up in front of Blair to protect her.

Talbot then told her, “Last time, you defended us. Now, it’s our turn to pay you back.”

He was talking about the time when Blair had slapped the woman who had hit Wesley and Talbot. It was a long time ago, but it was nice to see that the men still remembered it.

Blair shook her head.