Chapter 654 Why me Him


    "ir..." Wesley''s voice was hoarse, still clearly heard in the quiet ward.


    ir was busy entering the password to herptop. She paused and wondered if she was hearing


    things. Was Wesley calling her name?


    As if knowing what was on her mind, he croaked her name again. "ir..."


    It was Wesley! She stood up from her chair abruptly, almost knocking it over, and rushed to his


    bedside. When her eyes met his, ir was thrilled. "You...you''re awake!" she eximed.


    "Mmm hmm." He was as taciturn as usual.


    ir immediately pressed the nurse-call button. Seconds after she did this, the attending doctor was in


    the ward to give him a thorough check-up. While the doctor was checking on Wesley, she called


    Cecelia, who stayed in her and Wesley''s apartment. She needed to hear the good news.


    After the exam, the doctor said that Wesley was out of danger. All he needed was to have enough rest


    and eat some nutritious food.


    The news that Wesley had woken up got out. He had more visitors now than when he''d been in a


    coma.


    Whenever people came to his bedside, ir would remain quiet, busy taking care of Wesley as if she


    were a nurse.


    And when Cecelia came to take care of Wesley so that ir could get some rest, ir would leave the


    hospital. Wesley didn''t have a chance to say a word to her.


    Every day, Wesley''s ward was overcrowded with flowers, fruits, supplements and various kinds of gifts.


    They ran out of room on the tables, and things were now being stacked on chairs or even on the floor.


    There were far too many well-wishers, too. He found dealing with these people really exhausting.


    Three dayster, he finally put his foot down and told his friends to stoping to visit. He was happy


    when he did that—he finally got some peace and quiet, and was able to rest as per doctor''s orders.


    More importantly, he finally got the chance to talk to ir. She was sitting at the bedside, peeling an


    apple. "ir..." he ventured.


    "Huh?" ir paused, holding the knife to the apple, but didn''t raise her head.


    "Why do you..." He stopped mid-sentence.


    It was really rare for him to behave like this. ir waited for a bit, but didn''t hear anything more, so she


    raised her eyes to look at him. "What?"


    "Why do you neverin?" He had already learned from his mom that ir had been taking care of


    him the whole time. When people came to visit him, she would hide. If she couldn''t hide, then she''d just


    act like a nurse, keeping quiet and taking care of his needs.


    "Why should Iin?" She lowered her head to keep on peeling the apple.


    Before he could say something, she added, "I''m not your girlfriend. So why should Iin? But


    don''t worry. I''ll take care of you. It''s the least I can do after you saved my life."


    ''So this is just to repay me? Not because she cares? Maybe I misread things, ''


    Wesley thought. He could vaguely sense that she wasn''t happy. She kept her calm, betraying no


    emotion on her face, but somehow he knew she was angry. In the past, she always had a sweet smile


    for him.


    But now, she was expressionless. Since he had opened his eyes, she hadn''t smiled once.


    After peeling the apple, she de-cored it, and cut it into wedges. After that, she put the slices on a te


    and ced it on the bed table before him.


    Wesley looked at the apple and then asked, "Why not me me?" ''She probably knows that I got


    injured for Megan. And she hates Megan a lot, '' he thought.


    ir found Wesley really hrious. "Why should I me you?" ''Now he''s being silly. me him? For


    what?


    Megan''s parents died saving Carlos and Wesley. He needs a way to repay that debt, '' she thought.


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    She knew she was mad at him, and she knew the reason why she was mad. But she didn''t want to


    admit it.


    The truth was, she was jealous.


    He would give his life for Megan.


    ''Would he do the same for me?'' she thought.


    Wesley caught a glimpse of sadness in her eyes and held her hand in his. "We kicked everyone''s ass.


    No more bandits. Megan''s safe now," he said.


    ir looked at his hand and asked, "So?"


    "I won''t have to do this again." Actually, it was notpletely for Megan''s sake. Even if she weren''t


    involved, he would still take on those thugs. He was a soldier, after all.


    ''So he knows he got hurt for Megan.'' Jealousy flooded her heart.


    "Oh really? So you took out the bad guys, but what if she pisses somebody else off? You''ll have to


    protect her, right? After all, she''s your responsibility," she said bitterly. It was not that she was telling


    him to leave Megan to her own devices. But she really felt bad for Wesley and Carlos. The two of them


    had risked their lives to protect Megan, but the bitch didn''t appreciate it at all. She even started


    bragging about it to ruin her rtionship with Wesley.


    Wesley couldn''t retort because she was right. Protecting Megan was his responsibility.


    ir was in no mood to talk to him anymore and pulled her hand back. "Enjoy the apple. Now that


    you''re fine, I''ll go back to work." She walked back to herptop and began to pack her stuff.


    The next day, ir didn''te to the hospital. Cecelia, on the other hand, brought a thermos with her


    and opened it before Wesley, treating it as if it had her most precious belongings. "ir made this


    soup. I''ve already had some at home, and it''s delicious. Try some."


    Wesley didn''t turn her down. It did smell amazing.


    While he ate the soup, Cecelia couldn''t hold it in anymore and said, "Actually... ir made the soup for


    you." ir told her not to tell Wesley that. But Cecelia thought that he should know what ir did for


    him.


    Wesley paused for a while and nodded, "Okay." Then he continued to eat the soup.


    ''Ugh! This man is impossible, '' she thought to herself, anxious and annoyed. "I like ir a lot. If you


    keep acting like this and she leaves you one day, I swear I''ll disown you! And don''t think you can find


    just anyone. I used to think that as long as you were going to get married, that was fine. But not


    anymore. It has to be ir!"


    Wesley''s face twitched at his mother''s words. He simply nodded, indicating that he got it. Actually, he


    had made up his mind that he would not get married.


    If he had to, then he''d marry ir. That made perfect sense to him.


    Carlos had also been seriously injured, but his condition was better than Wesley''s. While Wesley was


    still lying in bed because of his injured leg, Carlos showed up in his ward with a pale face.


    Damon and Curtis followed behind him.


    Damon scanned the ward and asked curiously, "Where''s your little girlfriend?"


    "What are you talking about?" Wesley rolled his eyes at him.


    Damon nodded, "All right. Fine. Where''s ir? She took care of you while you were unconscious.


    Where is she?" Damon had visited Wesley a few times when he was still in aa, and saw ir


    taking care of him every time.


    "She''s working," Wesley simply answered. He looked out the window, wondering if the foreign guy was


    still hitting on her.