Chapter 1672

But she could only look at Wesley expectantly, still hoping that he could explain things to Cecelia.

Wesley looked at Blair and then shifted his gaze towards her belly. ‘She is pregnant. She does need

extra care, ‘ he thought.

“All right. I’ll go with you,” he agreed with a nod.

Cecelia didn’t notice the shift of Wesley’s gaze, but Blair did.

She squeezed the chopsticks hard, trying to refrain herself from punching him. Then she told Wesley

with a sarcastic smile, “Thank you,

Brother.”

Wesley sensed the hint of sarcasm in her voice.

Cecelia was happy to hear that.

“Now, that is good. I knew you were only being shy just now. We’ll be a family sooner or Later, so from

now on, just consider Wesley your brother.”

“Okay, Aunt Cecelia,” Blair readily agreed.

The dishes had all turned tasteless to Wesley. The meal was beginning to feel more Like a torture to

him than sustenance.

As soon as he was done, he went towards the kitchen to do the dishes, while Blair and Cecelia stayed

in the living room chatting. After he had dried his hands, he walked out onto the balcony for a cigarette.

This whole thing about Niles and Blair was bugging him so much. He leaned against the balcony

railing, with the smoke swirling around him.

Angela’s Library

Laughter was coming from the Living room. He turned around to look at the two women. Cecelia had

Blair’s hand between hers. Wesley decided to give his brother a call.

“Brother, did you enjoy the meal?” Niles greeted him as cheerfully as ever.

Wesley frowned and then responded with a question of his own.

“Do you know that she is pregnant?”

“Who is pregnant?” Niles was perplexed.

“So he doesn’t know, ‘ Wesley thought.

“You are such an idiot!” he reprimanded.

Niles was unable to make head or tail of this insult and anger. ‘Where is this coming from? What did I

do wrong?”

He wanted to ask more, but Wesley had already hung up by the time he could recollect his wits. He

called back; Wesley didn’t answer. Neither did he reply to Niles’ WeChat messages.

Niles was pissed, but he could only try to comfort himself.

When the cigarette burned out, Wesley returned to the living room.

“Mom, I need to get going,” he told Cecelia. He didn’t feel Like staying anyway.

“Okay. Drive safe. Blair and I will sleep Late tomorrow morning, so you don’t have to come and pick us

up too early,” Cecelia told him. Wesley got up before 5 a.m. every morning, even on rainy days. Cecelia

was afraid that he would come get them at six.