Blair took out the laundry and put it in the basket so that she could spread it outside. The sun was scorching and she knew that the clothes would dry before evening. She quickly spread the clothes and went back inside the house. She just stood in the kitchen, and thought about what she would do. Dylan was ill, she didn't want to bother him or stress him about it. She knew he would worry.Blair had double mind; telling him and not telling him. It was hard to decide but she had to decide fast."Blair?" Dylan stood across the kitchen, he stared at her intensely.She jumped and gasped, the cup in her hands slipped and broke into pieces."Woah woah, take it easy baby. It's just me" he went over to her and held her hands tightly.He led her away from the broken glass and made sure not to step on it. He took her to the living room and sat her down on the couch. He sat beside her.Dylan knew his wife and he knew when something was wrong with her. Her mind was clearly elsewhere, she thought

A surge of laughter escaped her lips. She could not control it. She laughed until she was almost out of breath."You are delusional. Please listen to yourself, you ruin my life and I come to you. What is your basis? You have no scruples, Richard." She pointed out.It seemed to Blair that Richard was stupid and dumb at the same time. And whatever Samantha fed him must have made him even more stupid.Love did not work that way. He lived like he knew absolutely nothing at all. It was like she spoke to a brick wall."You come to me because only I can save you, think about that." He snapped.His blood boiled to the maximum. It seemed like Richard didn't like the way Blair ridiculed him. He wanted to make her pay. "You sound even more absurd than you did a few seconds ago. Why would I ever want to go to you? You know what I'm done here." She protested.She concluded that Richard just wanted to get her annoyed. Everything he said made absolutely no sense. He was serious. Blair was his rewa

Blair tried to hide it but she felt low. She knew he stayed back home because of her. There was no begging or asking him to stay, he had to work. And she wouldn't keep him here just because she didn't want to be alone."Okay. It's fine, I hope you sort things out at the company." She said to him, she tried to fake a smile so he wouldn't feel a certain way."Are you sure? Would you be able to take care of yourself alone?" He asked."Sure, why not? I'm okay." She assured him.Blair wasn't sure if she was okay but she knew that asking him to stay or begging him to stay was wrong."I'm sorry that I have to go. We didn't plan any of it until this afternoon. I didn't know I was going on a colleague texted me. I'm sorry Blair." He apologized."There's no need to apologise beside you have to work and can not keep you from that. I'm sorry if you felt burdened by me all this while." She responded and apologized.Maybe he couldn't tell her because he thought she wouldn't let him go or she would

They hugged her once more.Dylan couldn't stop the smile that was on his face. He almost cried as well.Everyone just watched in adoration. Especially their mom, she knew that they weren't used to new people but they acted like they knew Blair long ago.It made her like Blair more."Come kids. Let Blair get up okay?" Their mom called them over."Okay mom. It was nice to meet you, aunt Blair." They said at the same time and ran over to continue what they were doing."Seems like they love you already." Tamara complimented her."They are beautiful kids, I love them already as well." Blair laughed."I'm glad everyone is getting along." Naina commented and smiled at them.Dylan just watched Blair. He couldn't compliment her on the dress that she wore. He wished he could tell her how beautiful she was in it, how gorgeous she looked. Maybe later, he thought."Dylan,Blair!" Dylan's beat friend screamed their names. "Where were you?" Dylan asked."I was at the back, helping Naina with somethi

Dylan almost missed his flight that night. Blair shut the door in his face and she didn't open it again. He stood there for about twenty minutes, when he confirmed that she wasn't going to open the door, he left.During his flight, he couldn't stop thinking about the fight he had with Blair. He lost total concentration when he wanted to work on his private jet.He didn't like the idea of boarding the same plane as everyone else. So he bought a private jet he owned more than one."Would you like anything to drink sir?" The air hostess asked him. "No." He answered wearily."Okay, sir." She answered and walked away.Dylan wasn't the only one on his plane. Some of his team members were there too. Although some already left, they were the last batch of people that was supposed to go.Almost everyone was on their laptops, everyone except Dylan.He couldn't work with that state of mind. The fact that he left Blair like that made him angry and upset. He thought they were past those kinds of