Don't think that I'm not aware it's you who has been supporting her since Carlos had the car accident."

She had long known this, but had never mentioned it before. Since she was not Wesley's wife, she thought that she had no right to ask him not to support Megan.

"Yes. It was Carlos who had been supporting her. I should be responsible for her in his absence," Wesley answered in a matter-of-fact tone. Poor Wesley. He still didn't know why she was mad.

When Blair saw Megan's smug face, her heart sank. She asked, "Wesley, do I wear a deadpan face every day? Am I Like a dead fish in bed? Am I not as attractive as Patty?" Megan had just told her that Wesley had told her all these things.

Megan didn't think that Blair would confront him. Her heart was in her mouth. If Blair told him that it was she who had said all those things, they would realize that she was trying to drive a wedge between them

She had to do something to stop her from saying any further.

“Aunt

Blair, please don't be mad at Uncle Wesley because of me. He loves you a lot. Don't overreact, okay? I'll get you a new Perfecting Cushion, alright?" she said loudly so that Wesley could hear from the other end.

Blair wished that she could slap the bitch in the face right then.

“Shut the fuck up! No one is talking to you here.”

Megan blinked her innocent eyes and answered in a pitiful tone, “Okay.

Wesley tried to coax Blair, “This is just a trivial matter, Blair.

Don't make it a big deal. Since you don't want me or her to buy a new one for you, you can buy it yourself. Just let me know if you need any money. I'll wire it to you."

Blair's mouth hung open as she listened to his casual reply, and her face turned ashen. ‘The issue here is not the Perfecting Cushion, you idiot! It's your attitude!’ “She did it on purpose! Why do you refuse to reprimand her?" she spat.

“Blair, I didn't mean for this to happen. I'm really, really sorry.

Please don't be mad at me or Uncle Wesley," Megan chipped in.

“Blair—" Before Wesley could say anything, Blair hung up on him.

He was driving her crazy. She decided to teach the bitch a Lesson by herself.

She put her phone away, fished her lipstick out of her purse and unscrewed the Lid.

Her phone rang. She knew it was Wesley calling, so she turned a deaf ear to it. She swiftly turned to Megan and pressed her against the counter.

"What are you doing?" Megan yelled.

“Teaching you a lesson!" Unlike Debbie, Blair didn't know kung fu. In order to deal with the struggling Megan, she had to use all her strength.

Her phone stopped ringing.

A few moments later, as she was trying to overpower Megan, Niles’ voice came from outside the ladies' room.

“Blair, are you in there?" he asked.