After peeling the apple, she de-cored it, and cut it into wedges. After that, she put the slices on a plate and placed it on the bed table before him.

Wesley looked at the apple and then asked, “Why not blame me?" ‘She probably knows that I got injured for Megan. And she hates Megan a lot,

* he thought.

Blair found Wesley really hilarious.

“Why should I blame you?" ‘Now he's being silly. Blame him? For what?

Megan's parents died saving Carlos and Wesley. He needs a way to repay that debt, ' she thought.

She knew she was mad at him, and she knew the reason why she was mad.

But she didn't want to admit it.

The truth was, she was jealous.

He would give his life for Megan.

“Would he do the same for me?' she thought.

Wesley caught a glimpse of sadness in her eyes and held her hand in his.

"We kicked everyone's ass. No more bandits. Megan's safe now," he said.

Blair looked at his hand and asked, "So?"

"I won't have to do this again." Actually, it was not completely for

Megan's sake. Even if she weren't involved, he would still take on those thugs. He was a soldier, after all.

"So he knows he got hurt for Megan.' Jealousy flooded her heart.

"Oh really? So you took out the bad guys, but what if she pisses somebody else off? You'll have to protect her, right? After all, she's your responsibility," she said bitterly. It was not that she was telling him to leave Megan to her own devices. But she really felt bad for Wesley and Carlos. The two of them had risked their lives to protect Megan, but the bitch didn't appreciate it at all. She even started bragging about it to ruin her relationship with Wesley.

Wesley couldn't retort because she was right. Protecting Megan was his responsibility.

Blair was in no mood to talk to him anymore and pulled her hand back.

“Enjoy the apple. Now that you're fine, I'Ll go back to work." She walked back to her laptop and began to pack her stuff.

The next day, Blair didn't come to the hospital. Cecelia, on the other hand, brought a thermos with her and opened it before Wesley, treating it as if it had her most precious belongings.

“Blair made this soup.

I've already had some at home, and it's delicious. Try some."

Wesley didn't turn her down. It did smell amazing.