Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Even though Blair had something to say, he swallowed his words.

After all, Mable did not respond to what he said. Instead, she avoided it.

Blair then stood up and started to undress.

"W-what are you doing?!"

Mable clutched the blanket and quickly moved to the side.

Blair threw his jacket on the chair and lifted the cover to lay beside her.

"Didn't you want to rest? I'll keep you company."

Mable pushed him. "I don't need your company..." "I do."

Blair grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Mabes, I took care of you all night. I'm sleepy too."

After saying that, he buried his head in her neck and hugged her waist tightly.

Angry and annoyed, Mable pushed him twice but failed to achieve anything.

'When did he become so rogue?!'

Before long, Blair's breathing evened out.

Mable stared at his handsome face and sighed helplessly.

She was not sleepy and only said that to send him away.

Now that she was listening to his regular heartbeat and breathing, sleepiness was slowly kicking in...

After some time, Blair opened his eyes.

He studied Mable and gently caressed her frowning eyebrows.

'Does being with me make you so upset that you frown even when asleep?

'You used to love me so much. What happened? Now, you won't even give me a chance to get close to you.'

Blair felt helpless and greedily kissed her.

Mable valued her hands very much. If she had been in control that night, she would not have injured her hand.

After all, she had to perform surgeries to save lives.

Hence, she obediently rested at home until her injury healed.

Afraid that Mable would be bored, Tracey moved temporarily into the Royal View Villa.

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The gardeners had planted sunflowers and strawberries in the garden, per Blair's request.

Osmanthus trees were also delivered this afternoon.

Mable sat on the second-floor balcony, feeling gloomy as she watched the gardeners busily plant trees in the garden below. "Mabes, Mabes!"

All of a sudden, Tracey ran in excitedly with her phone.

"Do you want to go out and have fun tonight? I know somewhere very interesting!"

Tracey could tell Mable was in a bad state these days. Mable seemed to have a lot on her mind, so she wanted to take her out to relax and unwind.

Mable had been bored at home for days. Since her hand was nearly healed, she agreed to it.

After changing her clothes, Tracey drove her out.

An hour later.

Richworth's eastern suburb racing circuit.

Every Friday night, a race was held here, and the winner would take home all the bets for the evening.

As today was Friday, an intense and exciting race was about to begin.

Mable felt a sense of familiarity as soon as she got out of the car.

She had not raced in many years and missed the feeling of speeding on the track.

Tracey pulled her toward the grandstand. "Come on, Mabes. Let's go find the best viewing spot."

Mable was stunned. "You brought me here to watch the race?”

Tracey was dazed. "If not?"

'I thought she brought me here to race...'

At this moment, a long-haired beauty in a racing suit walked over.

"Well, I thought I was mistaken. It really is you, Tracey."