Chapter 570 Bad In Bed

Blair went to the ladies' room and looked at herself in the mirror. There was a bit of paper tissue clinging to her face.

She turned on the faucet, washed her face and hands, and turned it off. Staring at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but recall what Niles had just told her—"I saw Wesley stroke your hand."

'Really? When did that happen? Why didn't I know? Was Niles lying?' she mused.

At that moment, her phone buzzed. It was a WeChat message from Wesley. "Come out."

Blair was stunned. 'What? Where is he? What's going on?'

When she walked out of the ladies' room, she saw Wesley waiting for her. Niles stood next to him with a sad face.

Upon seeing her, Wesley asked, "Care to tell me what Niles said?"

He guessed that Niles must have said something bad about him to Blair. Otherwise, she wouldn't have looked at him that way.

Blair knew she had to tell him something. After all, Wesley had come here for an answer. 'I just looked at him when Niles told me that, and Wesley immediately found out this had something to do with him. I guess it wouldn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure it out, ' she thought to herself. She decided to concoct an excuse. "He said you were bad in bed," she said.

She wondered if he'd believe it.

Actually, she'd pondered this before. Wesley was always in a hurry, eating, jogging, changing his clothes, and so on. He didn't slow down for anything. So she wondered if he would be too fast for fun in bed.

Niles gazed at Blair, eyes wide open.

Wesley seemed to buy it and his face was as dark as ink. If looks could kill, Niles would have already been dead.

"No, no. Wesley, it's not like that..." Niles stammered. He almost had a nervous breakdown, and everything just seemed to cave in on top of him.

Wesley, however, didn't give him a chance to explain. He grabbed his collar and dragged him into the men's room.

Niles reached out his arm and yelled, "Blair, you can't do this to me. It was a secret. If I didn't te

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

as the men's room.

An inappropriate place, to be sure.

"Any regrets?" she asked.

Wesley stopped playing with the cigarette. "No," he said simply without even raising his head.

Blair didn't know whether he was telling the truth or not.

"The Wesley I know is upright and honest, and he is the enemy of all evils. He wouldn't lie. Now, I'm going to ask one more time. Any regrets?" she said.

'She knows how to flatter me, ' he thought. "You're right. I don't lie," he said with a smile.

Blair's eyes lit up as she thought he was going to admit that he regretted turning her down. "No. Never." She had a bright future, but she had told him twice that she wanted to marry him and be a housewife. He didn't want that and he wasn't sad he rejected her.

Blair's eyes reddened from tears. She pinched herself secretly and told herself, 'See? This is his answer. If you keep bugging him, it's just going to get worse.'

She took a deep breath and opened her mouth saying, "Actually I know you're not a jerk. It's just you don't like me. If you liked me, you wouldn't break my heart. So, I have to thank you, Wesley. Thanks for turning me down without mercy. Now I finally know you have no feelings for me at all." Actually the reason why she had gotten engaged to Miller was that she wanted to make Wesley jealous.