Blair bit her lower lip. What could she say now, except reply in affirmative? She had wanted to throw up a tantrum in front of him, but it hadn’t gone as she expected. She sat up straight in the passenger seat, as if conceding to him. But she still didn’t want to give up and said stubbornly, “You saved my Life. But I won’t behave humbly in front of you just because you’re my savior.”
As he started the car, he replied coldly, “Yes, I know. It was my job to save you. You don’t need to thank me for that.”
“Huh? So in your eyes, it’s your job and duty to save people, right? So does that mean everyone you save means the sto you?” When she was saying the first sentence, she felt her heart aching for Wesley. He had always made saving and helping people his belief and life’s mission.
She recalled that he had told her many times he was born to serve the country and its people.
However, when she was saying the second sentence, she felt sad for her own self. He had saved her life twice-her parents’ incident and the flash floods. It Looked Like she was just one of the many people he had saved. And they both knew it: he would spare no efforts to save anyone regardless of who it was.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt made no difference to him whether the person in danger was Blair or a complete stranger. It was his duty to dive into death headlong and protect others. This realization upset her very much.
“You’re right,” he answered. That was the worst part. He didn’t try to deny her claim.
At that moment, Blair’s heart broke.
After a moment of silence, Blair took a deep breath. She wanted to clarify things. She asked him in a calm voice, “Colonel Wesley, can you tellwhat exactly our relationship is now?”
She was thinking, ‘We’re not neighbors, we’re not friends, and we’re not lovers. Then what are we to each other?*
Wesley was concentrating on driving the car and didn’t answer; she didn’t press him. After a while, he finally seemed to cto a decision and told her, “Good friends.”
“Good friends? Screw you! What kind of good friends will kiss each other so passionately? Pressing me up against a car!’
Blair was nearly angered to death by this idiot and his idiotic response.
Oblivious to their problems, the car sped smoothly along the city road.
Blair closed her eyes and leaned back against the seat. She decided against speaking to him before they arrived at the apartment. The longer they were on the road, the slower would be his responses because his mind would be on the car.
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She soon felt the car slow down. She opened her eyes to look at the road and there weren’t any traffic Lights in front of them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe tilted her head to look at Wesley. The man kept throwing glances at the front right while maneuvering the car carefully.
Blair followed Wesley’s gaze. She saw that a crowd had gathered around an apartment building. They were all Looking up at something.
Before she could figure out what happened, Wesley suddenly sped up, heading straight into the parking lot in front, and yanked the wheel to get the car to stop faster.
He was there in no tflat.
“Wait for me!” he told Blair. With that, he unfastened his seatbelt, opened the car door and sprang out in one swift move.
Before she knew it, he had left the car and disappeared into the crowd.
Once she unbuckled, she was able to get to a better vantage point.
Watching from the car window, Blair realized that it must be something urgent.
Instantly, she opened the door and jumped out of the car as well.