Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 757

The handcuffed men raised their heads and threw a quick glance at Megan. They shook and said in union, "No, not her. We don't know her."

Blair flared up, her eyes red with anger; her hands balled into fists. Ignoring Megan's annoying shrieks, Blair yanked her phone away from her hand and made her unlock the screen forcefully.

She checked the inbox messages on her phone. Much to her disappointment, the messages that they had exchanged earlier that day were all gone.

Bristled with fury, Blair tossed Megan's phone to the floor. She approached the girl and shouted, "Be honest and admit it. It was you who had sent those messages to trick me and get me here."

Megan shook her head repeatedly. "No, I did no such thing. Uncle Wesley, please. I didn't do it."

Wesley strode over and tried to lock the agitated Blair in his arms once again. "Blair, calm down. We're looking into it."

But his words fell on deaf ears. She squirmed and broke free of his grip. "I'm telling you it was her! Don't you trust me?"

"I trust you," he answered in a firm voice. "But we need evidence."

"Damn your evidence! My words should be proof enough for you. And I'm the freaking witness!" Blair had wanted to keep cool. But when Wesley continued to defend the drama queen, she couldn't maintain her composure anymore.

Wesley took her hands in his and looked her in the eye. "Blair, listen to me. I only care about your safety. Go home now and wait patiently for the outcome of the investigation. I won't let go anyone who attempted to harm you. Trust me."

However, his honest words didn't make her feel any better. She was disappointed by his lack of trust in her. "Wesley, I think it's best that we go our separate ways."

He tightened his grip on her hands, but Blair wrenched her hands free. "Whatever the outcome is, it doesn't matter anymore. I thought you would take my word for it. Wesley, you..." '...let me down.' She kept those words to herself.

She turned around and walked out of the room. Wesley followed her out. "What do you want me to do now?" he asked, desperate to hold onto her.

"I told you, you have to make a choice. This is not negotiable, not anymore. This is the match point right here. Wesley, either you put Megan in jail, or let me go."

'The match point?' Wesley didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her childish behavior. He sighed helplessly.

"We can't put someone behind bars without any proof. Blair, please be reasonable," he persuaded her tenderly.

"Fine. What if she is proved to be guilty? What would you do?" Blair argued.

Wesley said on a serious note, "I'll let the police and the court do their work. If she really did this, she deserves to be punished. I won't interfere." If Megan had planned this to hurt Blair, he wouldn't let her get away with it. She had crossed the line this time.

Blair nodded. "Okay, carry on with the investigation. I'll go home now."

Wesley took her hand in his. "Never say that you want to separate from me again."

"That depends." She shook his hand away and turned to leave.

He caught up to her again. "I'll drive you home."

She didn't say anything.

After driving Blair home, Wesley left for the hotel and then went to the police station.

As soon as he was out of the apartment, Blair phoned Megan. When the call connected, she asked, "Do you have the guts to meet me now?"

Megan sneered, "I'm not a fool like you. I won't come anywhere."

Blair pressed the recording button before continuing. "Why am I a fool?"

"You are so stupid to think that Wesley loves you. If he did love you, he would've locked me up in jail by now. I wouldn't have been sitting at home comfortably."