Burning Passion: Love Never Die

After a short while, she returned carrying a tray with the hot soup on it. Since Wesley’s seat was nearest to the place where the soup was being served, Blair had to pass him on her way back to the table.

Just when she was walking by him, a boy, who was fighting playfully with his friend, accidentally stepped on a banana peel and fell towards

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“Shit!” the boy cried as he collapsed onto her.

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“Aah!” Blair screamed as the hot soup spilled all over her bare arm.

The bowl and the tray thudded onto the floor.

The loud noise attracted everyone’s attention.

Someone had grabbed her arm in time. She Looked back and saw that it was Wesley.

If it weren’t for him, the entire bowl of soup would have spilled all over the upper part of her body. And probably all over her face too.

Thanks to Wesley, only one third of the hot soup spilled onto her arm.

In an instant, Blair’s arm was scalded. It turned red and swelled, and her face went pate.

Wesley let go of her arm, and quickly unscrewed the Lid from the bottle of water Talbot had drunk from. He took her arm again and pulled her to the nearest trash can, dumping water onto her arm to cool the burn

The student who bumped into Blair was scalded by the hot soup too. Some of the soup had splashed on his chest and legs. Worse, it was summer and he was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt. So he was now groaning in pain on the floor.

Many students around were still in a daze as everything happened so quickly. Luckily, Talbot and the other soldiers reacted quickly and took charge of the situation. Some of them handed their bottles of water to Wesley one by one, while the others began to comfort Blair

“Does it hurt?”

“Blair, are you okay? Oh, my God. Your arm is so red now…”

The noise of the crowd snapped Joslyn back to her senses. She shot to her feet and ran to Blair’s side.

“Bless, you okay? Let’s see your wound,” she said worriedly.

Face still pale, Blair shook her head, though tears were threatening to fall from her eyes. She gritted her teeth and reassured her friend in a weak voice, “Don’t worry. I’m okay.”

Wesley knitted his brows and cast her a sidelong glance, wondering if she was pretending to be strong. But her face was already white as a sheet. And strangely, her pained expression made his heart ache a little bit…

Students ringed around the boy on the floor; some came forward to help him to his feet. He pulled up his T-shirt to check his scalds. His chest was just a little red, and compared to Blair’s wound, it wasn’t worth mentioning.

Wesley had gone through all the water bottles he had been given. He still felt it wasn’t enough. So he grabbed her hand and led her towards the nearest sink in the cafeteria, while giving Talbot orders.

“Talbot!

Go buy some aloe vera cream.”

“Yes, Chief!” Talbot responded and turned on his heels to carry out his orders.