Blair could feel something was wrong. ‘Am I talking to Niles? He never talked Like this!"

As she was still pondering over this, another message came.

“Hey,

Blair. Since my brother is fine, I'd like to go visit you."

This time, Blair wasn't the least bit suspicious. This was more Like

Niles. However, her left hand began to ache after texting like this.

She had to send him a voice message saying, “No, no. That's not necessary. I'm okay. Just take care of Wesley

"I don't need to."

"Oh right. Garnet's there. If you get tired of being a third wheel, you know where I am." Her voice was full of disappointment. If it weren't for her injured feet, she would have gone to visit Wesley.

Niles didn't reply to her.

Before long, someone walked into her ward. To her surprise, it wasn't

Niles, but Wesley, who should have been in bed, recovering.

Wesley wasn't in patient clothing. He was wearing a green army T-shirt, camouflage pants and black boots-military fatigues.

His sudden appearance reminded Blair of Garnet. She was so jealous she didn't want to talk to him. However, he saved her again, so she couldn't just ignore him.

"Hi, Colonel Wesley," she said.

“Whenever she's mad at me, she calls me Colonel Wesley, * Wesley thought.

He thought that she was acting really weird. ‘She said she loved me, but she shared a hug with Orion. Now she's mad at me.

What did I do this time?"

Wesley stood beside her bed and stared at her bandage-wrapped feet and fingers. Seven digits total were covered with bandages, leaving only three fingers on her left hand free. ‘So she typed those messages with only three fingers?’ Wesley felt both amused and heartbroken.

“It was my fault you were kidnapped,“ he said apologetically. Blair was totally innocent. He felt bad that she was hurt because of him.

‘Why's he being so formal?' Blair bit her lower lip and said in a low voice, "It was not your fault, but those thugs'."

“ALL of them are behind bars now." He made sure they paid for their crimes. They had gotten back double whatever they had done to Blair.

"Good to know." Then she remembered she wasn't talking to him, so she clammed up.

Although she was not a chatterbox like Niles, she could hold her own in conversation.

“Get some rest." Wesley guessed she was still weak and didn't have the strength to talk, so he prepared to Leave.