"Will do. Joslyn, thank you for keeping me company all these days. I'm all right now. Please spend more time with your son," Blair reminded. A few days back, Blair and the Li family had no choice but to leave D City after the rescue operation had been called off. Joslyn worried that Blair would do something impulsive, so she had stayed with her friend all day long ever since she had come back home.

"I know. Mom said he was very well-behaved while I was gone." Joslyn realized how lucky she was in her life. Although Hartwell was as busy as Wesley used to be and wasn't often home, at least, she knew that he loved her. She never had to suffer much in the matters of love. At that thought, she couldn't help but feel sorry for Blair.

Blair admired Joslyn very much too. How she wished she could have had a loving son with Wesley! But she could never have that anymore—not for the rest of her life.

'Maybe in my next life...' she thought to herself.

"I'm really happy for you, Joslyn. You're lucky to have married into the Ji family. They are all kind people. Grandpa, Uncle, Aunt and my two cousins. They treated me so well after my parents passed away. I owe them a lot. But I seldom expressed my gratitude to them. I was thinking I could pay them back once I was more successful, but..." 'I won't have that chance anymore either...'

Joslyn sensed that something wasn't right about her. She became nervous and asked, "Blair, are you okay?"

"Why? I'm all right. Don't be so scared, Joslyn." Blair chuckled.

'Was I just overthinking?' Joslyn wondered. She comforted herself thinking that maybe she had been worrying about Blair too much. Blair was in a terrible place right now, but she was a strong girl.

"Okay then. I'm relieved to know that."

"Tomorrow is his funeral," Blair said quietly. She wanted to see him.

"Blair, I'll always be by your side. Please stay strong..." Joslyn didn't know how to comfort her. Sometimes words were just too powerless.

Blair smiled. "I will. So many people still live on even after losing their loved ones." It was just that their world would be different and colorless. And they might never be truly happy ever again.

Blair had lost her parents a few years ago, and now Wesley was gone too. Without them, she couldn't lead a happy life.

"I'm glad that you think that way," Joslyn said warmly.

"Mm hmm. Sleep tight, Joslyn. I'm going to bed too." Blair began to feel sleepy. Her eyelids were drooping.

In her hazy state, she imagined Wesley's figure standing in front of her.

'Wesley, did you come to pick me up?

Wait for me. Don't leave yet. I'll come to you soon.

I'll fall in love with you all over again in my next life. I promise I won't easily get jealous and throw a tantrum. Poor guy, you shouldered too many responsibilities in this life. What is it that they say—with great power, comes great responsibilities. I understand you now. But it's too late...' The line was still connected, but Blair's mind had already begun to drift off.

"Blair, we'll say goodbye to Mr. Li together tomorrow."

Joslyn's voice snapped her back to reality. "Hmm," she responded quietly. But she didn't want to say goodbye to Wesley; she wanted to leave with him.

She was engulfed by Wesley's aura here. She felt safe and wasn't afraid of anything.

The call ended.

As soon as Blair hung up, the phone slipped off her hand, and she slowly closed her eyes…

Before she lost consciousness, she muttered to herself, "Wesley, I'm coming to you."

Meanwhile, Joslyn started to feel uneasy; an ominous feeling lingered in her heart. The more she thought about what Blair had said on the phone, the more worried she became. A moment later, she saw Hartwell walk into the room. "Honey, I want to go keep Blair company. I'm worried about her."

Hartwell thought about it. Then, he nodded. "I'll call her now."

He dialed Blair's number. But the call didn't go through.

Joslyn got more anxious. Hartwell comforted her, "Maybe she's in the bathroom. Don't be scared. I'll call her again after a few minutes."

She hastily sat up on the bed and screamed, "No! No!

Something is wrong with Blair. I'm sure! Honey, she's in danger!"

Hartwell tensed up too. As Blair's best friend, Joslyn understood her the most. He believed his wife's gut feeling. Without wasting another second, he immediately had their driver take them to Blair's dormitory.

However, when they reached the dormitory, her colleague told them that Blair hadn't come back.

Hartwell called Blair again. Still, no one answered.

In a panic, the couple hurried towards Eastern Coastal Apartments. The security guard at the gate told them that he had seen Blair earlier that day.

Knowing that she was there, the couple relaxed a little.

But they became tensed again after ringing the doorbell to Wesley's apartment for a long while. No one answered the door.

Joslyn knocked at the door heavily with her fists. "Blair! Are you there? It's Joslyn. Open the door!"

Hartwell stopped ringing the bell and shouted, "Blair, can you hear me?"

No matter how they yelled, no one replied.

At this point, they were sure that something bad had happened to Blair.

Collecting himself, Hartwell remembered about Niles. He quickly contacted Niles and asked if he knew the passcode to Wesley's apartment. Luckily, he knew it. After entering the passcode, the couple ran in.

Joslyn ran to Blair's bedroom, while Hartwell went to check Wesley's.

"Joslyn! Come here!" His loud voice echoed through the apartment.

As Joslyn ran into Wesley's bedroom, Hartwell was already calling the ambulance.

Blair was lying in Wesley's bed, motionless.

Her eyes were closed, her face as white as a sheet. Joslyn broke into tears at once. She shook Blair's body violently, trying to wake up her friend. "Blair, Blair… Are you asleep? Wake up!"

Hartwell stopped her and pointed to the night stand. "It's useless. She has taken sleeping pills."

Joslyn looked towards the night stand. A glass of water—half-empty, and a bottle of sleeping pills—empty, lay on top of it.

"Oh my God! How did she get these sleeping pills? Did she eat them all?" Joslyn started to panic. She could hardly stand.

Hartwell urged her quickly, "We need to give her first aid! Come, turn her to one side."

"Okay!" She wiped off her tears and listened to Hartwell's instructions.

Eventually, the ambulance arrived and took Blair to the hospital in time and had her stomach cleaned. She was saved.

After that, Joslyn didn't dare leave Blair's side. She stayed in her ward the whole time to tend to her. She was afraid that Blair would attempt suicide again if she was left alone.

The next afternoon, Blair woke up.

As she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Joslyn staring at her, chin propped up in her hands. Excited that her friend was finally conscious, Joslyn shot to her feet and pressed the nurse-call button.

Blair looked around her, confused about the situation. Why was she at the hospital? Was she still alive? Did she come back from death?

The doctor checked her thoroughly. There was nothing serious, but she definitely needed some psychological guidance.

Hartwell had already contacted a good psychologist. Once Blair's condition was a little better, the psychologist would begin her treatment.

The doctor left the ward after the check-up. Before Blair could speak, her phone rang. It was from Niles.

Joslyn answered the call for her. "Hello, this is Joslyn, Blair's friend. Do you have something to tell her?"

"Yes! Something important!" Niles said excitedly. His voice was so loud that even Blair could hear him.

Joslyn tapped on the speaker button. "Please go ahead. She can hear you."

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