Wesley?" she asked, her voice hoarse.

Wesley sat opposite her.

"Does it matter?"

“Of course, it matters. Wayne is the man I love. Wesley is my enemy."

She hated Wesley, because that man didn't Love her. He cared about some woman named Blair and even joined in bullying her.

“I'm here now. Start talking," said Wesley.

"I want to be alone with you. Dismiss your men, or we're done here,"

Patty said. There were two cops behind Wesley.

Thinking that Patty wouldn't be able to cause any problems he couldn't handle, he conceded.

When it was just the two of them in the cell, Patty said, "You know what I want. Sleep with me, and I'll give you all the dirt on my grandpa."

Wesley looked at her and said nothing. Another woman tried to pull this on him. Back then, he was happy about it. Not until now did he understand why. He fell for Blair a long time ago.

Only, he didn't know it then.

But hearing what Patty said, he was disgusted. His fingers tapping on the table, he replied coldly, “Don't want to talk? No problem. I have a lot of ways to make you talk. Some of them can be quite...persuasive."

Patty smiled bitterly. The room was silent for a bit. She still refused to confess.

"Give up smoking?" she asked after a while.

“Yeah, I quit. I'm planning on having a baby," he said patiently. She didn't seem to be in a hurry to end her little game. Wesley didn't seem eager to Leave, either.

“With her?"

"Yeah, she's my wife.”

That hurt Patty deeply.

"What do you see in her, anyway? She's just another pretty face. What does she have that I don't?"

‘What do I see in Blair?’ Wesley started thinking.

He had fallen for her in so many ways from their first meeting.

She was beautiful. But the point was, she was lovely, inside and out.

He still remembered how she introduced herself all those years ago. She had just moved into the apartment across from his. She didn't seem overly vain. Her face might get dirty, and she wouldn't even know.

When she did realize it, she looked into the wall of the elevator and tried to get the smear off her face, but she only made it worse.