While he ate the soup, Cecelia couldn't hold it in anymore and said,

“Actually... Blair made the soup for you." Blair told her not to tell

Wesley that. But Cecelia thought that he should know what Blair did for him.

Wesley paused for a while and nodded, "Okay." Then he continued to eat the soup.

‘Ugh! This man is impossible, ' she thought to herself, anxious and annoyed.

“I like Blair a lot. If you keep acting Like this and she leaves you one day, I swear I'll disown you! And don't think you can find just anyone. I used to think that as long as you were going to get married, that was fine. But not anymore. It has to be Blair!"

Wesley's face twitched at his mother's words. He simply nodded, indicating that he got it. Actually, he had made up his mind that he would not get married.

If he had to, then he'd marry Blair. That made perfect sense to him.

Carlos had also been seriously injured, but his condition was better than Wesley's. While Wesley was still lying in bed because of his injured leg, Carlos showed up in his ward with a pale face.

Damon and Curtis followed behind him.

Damon scanned the ward and asked curiously, "Where's your little girlfriend?"

“What are you talking about?" Wesley rolled his eyes at him.

Damon nodded, “All right. Fine. Where's Blair? She took care of you while you were unconscious. Where is she?" Damon had visited Wesley a few times when he was still in a coma, and saw Blair taking care of him every time.

"She's working," Wesley simply answered. He looked out the window, wondering if the foreign guy was still hitting on her.

When he heard what Wesley said, Damon pulled up a chair and sat beside his bed.

"Bro, you and Blair have been living together forever. Why haven't you put the moves on her yet?"

Wesley looked at Damon and said seriously, "Cut it out. We live under the same roof, but we're in different bedrooms."

There was disdain in Damon's eyes, like he thought the bedridden guy was an idiot.

“You kidding me? You haven't gotten Laid? What's wrong with you?"

“I'm living with her so I can always protect her," Wesley said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Curtis chuckled and teased him, "You can't be serious. This is a joke, right?"

Carlos, on the other hand, thought of his wife, who was now in England.

“My wife is mad at me over this. What about your girlfriend? She mad, too?" he asked. He assumed Blair was mad at Wesley too, just Like

Debbie was. She should be here, taking care of Wesley, right?

Wesley didn't bother saying anything more about his relationship, and just said "Mmm hmm" in response.