Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 739

The neighbors all willingly came up to help Greenwood and Wesley. They were completely taken by Wesley and they couldn't stop praising him. "Greenwood, you have such a humble grandson-in-law. Although, he is some high muck-a-muck, he is still willing to work in the field."

"That's true! Most people try to hide their humble origins from others after they climb up the social ladder, but your grandson-in-law is not like them. Greenwood, how lucky you are!"

"If he weren't your grandson-in-law, I would have introduced him to my daughter."

"Come on! You daughter is only eighteen. Don't be in such a hurry!"

"So what? She is an adult now. My wife was only sixteen when we got married!"

They chatted happily with each other until all the vegetables were unloaded. Then they finally left the yard.

Wesley was about to get inside the house and wash his hands when he saw Blair lean against the door frame staring at him. "What's up?" he asked as he walked over to her.

"Eighteen... What a young girl!" she teased.

'What does that have to do with me?' Wesley wondered. "I'm not into young girls," he replied. "I like women who are a bit more mature. Just like you."

"Huh?" Blair pretended to be shocked. "You mean you prefer older women?"

Wesley cast a meaningful look at her and said, "Are you implying you are an old woman? I won't allow you to say that."

Blair stifled the smile that had crept up on her face, and feigned anger. "If you're not into younger girls, then you must be implying that I am an old woman."

'What? That's not what I meant!' Wesley sighed helplessly, "Come here. Let me show you what kind of woman I like."

Blair shook her head and refused. "I'm going to help Grandma cook."

"Come on! I just need to make myself clear. I don't want to be misunderstood."

Wesley's voice trailed behind Blair as she hid in the kitchen with a face as red as an apple. Marie was just trying to light a fire when Blair put on an apron and began to cook without saying anything.

In the following days, Blair finally understood what Wesley meant when he said he was going to spend a few more days here.

It wasn't the scenic views that brought him to this place, but rather the seclusion and privacy that he rarely got to experience with her in the city.

At night, Blair would stare at the empty pitch-black sky and bite his shoulder to stop herself from moaning.

He made sure that she would eat a lot so he could find an excuse to take her out on a walk after dinner.

Then, he would lead her to some isolated place where there were no people, and make love to her in the open air.

Just after four days, Blair packed her bags and said, "Wesley, I'm going back to Y City." She couldn't keep up with his adventurous libido anymore.

Wesley smiled smugly and patted her head. "But I want to spend two more days here," he said.

Strands of her black hair fell smoothly to the sides when Blair shook her head in refusal. "If you don't drive me back home today, I swear I'll stay here for the rest of my life."

"All right. You win!" Since Blair was quite adamant, Wesley had no choice but to comply with her demands.

Before saying goodbye to Blair's grandparents, Wesley bought a few packs of cigarettes and fresh fruits to give to the neighbors.

It was a kind gesture on his part to show them his gratitude for them taking care of Blair's grandparents.

Blair smiled to herself, feeling deeply moved as she watched Wesley politely bid farewell to the neighbors. She had never thought of sending some gifts to her grandparents' neighbors before.

After a three-hour drive, they arrived at the Eastern Coastal Apartments. Before long, Blair received Joslyn's call. "Hi Blair, are you busy? Do you mind if I bring my baby to visit you?"

"No, of course not. I'm not busy at all. I'll be waiting for you and my dear nephew. We can take him out for shopping later."

"Sure!"