Blair stroked Mable’s face. His fingers tenderly brushed away the tears from her eyes. “I’m proposing to you, Mabes.” He was willing to give his life for his beloved. “Is that a yes, Mabes?” Blair stared deep into Mable’s eyes. “Yes.” Mable gave a solemn nod. If they were able to get through it, she would be glad to marry Blair. She did not want to run anymore. Nobody knew what tomorrow would bring. She did not want to leave the world with regret. After getting his answer, Blair took a deep breath in relief. “Mabes, if you lie to me again, I won’t let you leave even if I have to tie you up.” Blair focused on the white wire on the bomb and cut it without hesitation. Beep! As the timer let out a shrill beep, the digits stopped at the twelve-second countdown. The bomb did not go off, and the timer stopped moving. Mable's tense nerves finally relaxed.. Blair lifted his head and looked at Mable with a relaxed smile. “We bet right, Mabes.” Mable looked at her as h
Mable stared at Blair in disbelief. “Why are we going to city hall?” Blair pulled a long face. “You said yes to my proposal.” Mable was speechless. “So?” “So, we’re getting our marriage license now.” Mable froze. Marriage license? It was all happening so soon. “Are you changing your mind?” Blair stared at Mable and noticed her reluctance. His eyes dimmed. “Well, it doesn’t matter if you’ve changed your mind. I told you. I will never let you go, no matter what.” “No, I have not changed my mind.” Mable gazed at Blair, not knowing how to react. “Don’t we need our driver’s license to get our marriage licenses? Did you bring yours? I don’t have mine with me.” Blair froze this time. He was so eager to marry Mable that he did not even think about their IDs. Looking conflicted, Blair contemplated for a while. “We’ll head back to grab our IDs.” Mable glanced at the time. “City hall would be closed by the time we make it back.” Blair furrowed his brows. Mable put
Tracey, Solomon, and Kyle drove behind Blair’s car. The cars arrived back at the villa one after another. Once the vehicle came to a stop, Mable tried to wake Blair. However, he was fast asleep. Tracey rushed over to find Blair asleep on Mable’s shoulder. Tracey sighed and said, “The sedative must only be working now.” “Sedative?” Mable stared at Tracey in shock. Did they administer a shot of sedative to Blair?Why? Tracey tugged at her hair, at a loss for words.Blair got worked up to go to the bank upon learning Mable was held hostage by bank robbers that afternoon. With his emotions running high, they did not want him to act recklessly. So, they gave him a shot for rest. It never occurred to them that Blair would overcome the drug effect with sheer willpower. In the end, Blair made it to the bank. “Um… I’ll explain later.” Tracey summoned Kyle and Solomon over to help carry Blair back to his room. Once Blair was put on the bed, Mable sat next to him to check
Rory frowned. “What happened? Were you hurt?” “I wasn’t. The robbers held many hostages, so I didn’t want to do anything reckless. I planned to sort them out while they were making a run for it. Who would’ve thought they’d be armed with a bomb? They strapped it to me.” Rory’s eyes flickered with menace. He knew Mable was capable of everything but bomb disposal. Sitting nearby, Spike clenched his fists in anger at the mention that the bad guys put a bomb on his mother. To hell with those bad guys. They were not going to get away with it! “What happened next?” Rory asked. Mable replied, “Blair showed up, defused the bomb, and saved me.” Rory fell silent for a bit before scoffing. “You owe him your life again.” Mable was without a word. Rory looked at the night sky outside the window as a thought took root in his mind. He wanted to go to Dorland. That way, he could rush to Mable’s side and save her if anything happened. Instead of Blair, that bastard. Rory was qu
Back in Richworth, Blair woke up when it was dark out. The bedroom was dimly lit with a wall lamp. Blair, groggy from waking up, lifted his arm to rub his temple but realized it was restrained. Dumbfounded, Blair looked down to find a woman sleeping over his arm. It was Mable. Remembering the incident from the afternoon, Blair pulled back his arms as the fear caught up to him. Thank goodness she was unharmed. His movement startled the woman in his arms awake. Mable whimpered and opened her eyes. “You’re awake.” “You’re up.” They spoke at the same time. Mable stared at Blair’s handsome face and snuggled up against him. “I’m still sleepy, so I just lie next to you. Are you alright?” “Mabes.” Blair caressed Mable’s face. “Am I dreaming?” Mable chuckled and kissed him. “Do you often dream about me?” Blair nodded. Intrigued, Mable rolled over and put her upper body’s weight on Blair. She asked, “What am I like in your dreams?” Blair held her by the waist.
Marriage was no trivial matter. Although Mable wanted to get married to Blair as soon as possible, she was afraid the hastiness would make her grandfather unhappy. Blair realized now he was thoughtless. Ralph had reservations about him, to begin with. Ralph would have a problem if he were to marry Mable without seeking his approval. After much thought, Blair nodded and said, “Okay. I’ll make preparations and ask for your hand in marriage from your grandfather.” They had only gotten their marriage licenses the last time. There was no wedding, no guests, no reception, or even a party. Blair could not put her through that again. Mable smiled at Blair. “Brace yourself, dear. Grandpa was fine with us dating, but he might not approve of our marriage.” She paused before saying with a smile, “But I will be there to help you. If that doesn’t work, we’ll elope.” Blair shuffled her hair. “Don’t worry. I will convince Ralph.” He knew Mable was only kidding about eloping. Ralph wa
Meanwhile, Mable went to the police station to give her statement about the day before and retrieve her phone.The police officer mentioned that it was not the bank robbers’ first rodeo. Their MO was similar to an armored truck robbery more than ten years ago. They were likely the same group of people. The police were on the case and issued a lucrative reward to the public for any clues leading to the arrest of the perpetrators.After leaving the police station, Mable gave Rahman a call. Mable got the contact number of the drug seller from Anthony’s phone yesterday. However, she ran into some trouble before getting in touch with Rahman. Once the call went through, Mable told Rahman, “I’ve sent you the contact number. Get started on the job right away.” Rahman replied, “That’s quick. Okay. I’ll get right to it.” Mable said, “If you can’t be certain that Formula 73 is with him, don’t spook him off just yet.” “Got it.” Mable hung up and returned to the villa with Tracey.
“He’s a friend.” Mable raised her brow, surprised to learn that the guy was Blair’s friend. How did they know each other? “Why did he meet with you?” Mable asked casually. Blair paused. “For business.” Mable frowned as the man was always in his lab, researching mental illnesses. When was he ever involved in business? It appeared she needed a talk with him. Blair glanced at the kitchen and reminded her, “Mabes, I can feel something burning in the kitchen.” “Oh, no! My fish!” Snapping out of her thoughts, Mable rushed to the kitchen. … Paul would be staying in Richworth for a few more days. When Kyle took him out for dinner, he probed for why Mable was at Blair’s house. He was shocked to learn that Mable and Blair were dating. Since Blair was with Mable, there was no need for Paul to come all the way to help Blair. Mable had the medical skills to help him.Perhaps Blair had not told Mable about his illness. Most likely, Mable would not be with Blair if she we