Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 698

"Maybe. But you forget that there are a lot of Scorpios out there. I have my pick," Blair sneered and looked at Wesley. She wanted to know how he would react.

Wesley had a hard time with that one. Everything he wanted to say was caught in his throat. After some thought, he said, "But there's only one Wesley Li. You going to dump me?"

"Yeah." She looked determined.

"All right." He dropped his hand from her chin and nodded his head.

'So is he going to give up just like that?' Blair mused.

"Just sit here and enjoy. I'll get you a new blouse." He tried to give her his shirt again.

Blair took a deep breath and refused him. "No, thanks. I'll call Joslyn and have her bring me one."

"Okay." Wesley agreed again. What else could he do?

This gave Blair butterflies in her stomach. 'He's being awfully agreeable.' She fished her phone out of her purse and called Joslyn, looking distracted. "Hi Joslyn. You busy now?"

"Nope. Just playing with my baby."

"I've got a problem. You have a blouse I can borrow?" Blair stammered. She found it rather embarrassing.

"A blouse? What's wrong? Did you lose yours?" Joslyn was kind of worried about her friend, but she couldn't help being flippant. It was an odd request.

Blair cast a casual glance at Wesley, who was sitting in the front row. "Um...a stray dog ran up and tore the hell out of my top. My date shooed him away, but I'm a mess."

"Huh? That's weird. You're okay, though, right? He didn't bite you?"

"Ahem... No, he didn't get me. Just my top. It was an expensive one too, dammit. I'm at the cineplex right now. Theater 4, Ne Zha. So if you have something I could borrow..." "Yeah, I think I have just the one. Remember that blue one you liked so much?" Joslyn said. "I'll give it to the nanny and she can take it to you." After that, they said their goodbyes and hung up.

Blair put her phone away and tried not to look at Wesley. He was glaring at the screen, but could hardly bring himself to watch the movie. He seemed to have a fit of the sulks. And why not? There were worse things than being called a dog, but he didn't like it regardless.

Neither of them said a word.

Countless questions flooded Blair's mind. 'Why isn't he saying anything? What's on his mind? Has he finally given up?'

Joslyn decided she'd come herself, and left her kid with the nanny. The more she thought about it, the more worried she got. When she opened the door to the theater and saw Wesley, and Blair wearing a guy's shirt, she figured out what was going on.

'Bitten by a dog? Wesley was the dog!'

Joslyn thought to herself. She greeted him politely and sat down next to Blair. Not too long ago, she would have gotten into it with Wesley. But seeing that Blair's eyes were red and swollen and the two of them were sitting in different rows, she decided to help her friend first.

She handed Blair the blouse. "There are cameras here. The ladies' room is probably better."

'Cameras?' Blair looked around in disbelief and then saw several boxes placed around the theater with blinking red dots. 'So those are cameras. Did the cinema staff see everything?'