Stone-faced, Wesley squinted at Damon and teased, “Am I a man or not?


    You want to check it for yourself?” Then he dropped the F word, in such a casual way, you’d think he


    was a crackhead from the backstreets.


    A chuckle rang in the corridor all of a sudden. But obviously, it was not Damon who had let out this


    chirpy chuckle.


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    ‘Who’s that Laughing?”


    In confusion, the two of them simultaneously turned and looked towards the elevator, where the


    chuckle hade from. There stood near the elevator was a woman, staring at them with a smiling


    face that indicated she had stood there for some time, watching them argue. ‘Holy cow!’ Wesley cursed


    when he realized it was ir.


    “When did you sneak up on us?”


    Earlier, they had reached the hospital together and then separated, each one to their own businesses.


    Wesley hade to visit Carlos while


    ir hade to visit her friend. She said there was something she wanted to pick from the friend.


    They’d agreed to meetter on, and


    Wesley would drive her back home.


    It only happened that ir didn’t take long at her friend’s ce.


    Since she had a lot of time on her hands, she had done a little window shopping on the street nearby


    the hospital and gone to a cafe for coffee until it was time toe here as agreed. For a few minutes,


    she had tried to wait outside, but it was a Little too cold. So she decided toe in and head upstairs


    where she knew he was. But the moment she stepped out of the elevator, she had identally


    overheard an improper talk that was going on between these two men. Stealthily, she had sneaked up


    on them, until she couldn’t move anymore, without being noticed. She had leaned against the wall only


    a minute before Wesley snapped with the profanity that made her chuckle. But immediately she had


    realized it was a crude remark that wasn’t funny at all.


    Now seeing ir covering her mouth, as if she was undecided between amusement and anger at his


    tasteless Language, Wesley asked with a dark face, “Is it funny?”


    To which ir retorted, “It’s more thoughtless than funny, if that’s what you thought. Such a t joke,


    unless the two of you are used to such Language from the gutter.” Trying her hardest to maintain a


    calm face, she added, “I never knew… Wesley, you have homosexual tendency…”


    Damon who had stood and watched her reaction quietly now spoke, taking the chance to throw in


    wisecrack. In a mock gesture of flirting, he echoed ir’s retort by holding Wesley’s shoulders and


    winking suggestively.


    “Wesley, let’s get a hotel room now.”


    Unable to hold back herughter, she Laughed and shot back, “Oh, now, that’s funny!” Then she


    noticed Wesley’s deadpan face and angry re.


    But she didn’t care and looked him straight in the eye, as she keptughing Loudly.


    Awkward, Wesley softly kicked Damon in the shins and spat coldly, “Get your dirty fingers off my


    shoulders. I‘11 be at the barrackster. See me at the camp if you want my pistol!” Then he made two


    quick steps to


    ir, grabbed her by the arm and left straight away.


    When ir saw the direction which he was dragging her towards, she stammered something in


    surprise and protested at once.


    “Hey, I need to take the elevator!” she excused herself. ‘Is Wesley serious that we are taking the


    staircase, from right here on the 18th floor!? Jeez! Doesn’t he even care that I’ve been up and down


    the whole day?’ she thought.


    However, ignoring her protest, Wesley dragged her all the way to the exit. ir still struggled, trying to


    break free, only for him to tighten his grip around her wrist.


    After descending one floor, ir clutched the railing of the staircase tightly and refused to go on foot


    anymore.


    “I’m not feeling well. You take the stairs and I will take an elevator.”


    Wesley turned around, staring at theining woman.