Lahat ng Kabanata ng Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit: Kabanata 1391 - Kabanata 1400

“Blair's feelings for me might have been the effect of the Necro Poison as well. Since it causes the male and female base to be drawn to each other, it explains why we were so in love. In other words, if you were the one who carried the male base inside you, we would have been mindlessly in love with each other too,” Mable said. Solomon slammed the table and shot up from his seat. “That is completely ridiculous!” It was clear that he did not believe in Mable's rhetoric. Mable eyed Solomon indifferently and stated plainly, “Many strange things happen all over the world.” Then, she declared, “Now that Blair is dead, the effects of the male base have worn off, and I no longer feel so strongly about him anymore…” “That is Impossible! Listen to me, Mable, Rory and the others were trying to deceive you!” Solomon immediately retorted. None of what she said added up. Even if Necro Poison did possess such an effect, Mable’s feelings for Blair would not have possibly weakened si

With that, Mable called Joseph. As soon as the call connected and before Mable could speak, Joseph spoke, “Hello, dear Mrs. Fowler.” Mable was taken aback. How did Joseph know it was her when she had barely spoken? Perhaps he had her phone number? She decided not to think too much of it and greeted him, “Hello, Mr. Joseph…” Then, she began by apologizing for not being able to attend his birthday party. Although Joseph was a little disappointed, he was still a rather sensible man and did not attempt to press the issue. “Since you have important things to handle, it’s perfectly fine. It’s just a birthday party anyway. No big deal.” Mable felt relieved upon hearing this. After a few brief exchanges, she hung up. ... Amos had to remain in Fasier to tie up a few loose ends. Meanwhile, Solomon and Mable flew back to Richworth together. It was a more than ten-hour flight from Fasier back to Richworth. It was hard to be stuck inside the plane for so long.

Solomon was so infuriated that his teeth were clattering. What an immoral woman! He suddenly felt a hint of sympathy for Blair. As soon as he walked out of the airport, he saw Tracey and Arthur waiting for him outside. Upon meeting him, Tracey pranced and waved him over excitedly. “Solomon, over here!” After Solomon approached them, Tracey looked around and wondered, “Where's Mabes?” Solomon handed the luggage to Arthur before stating angrily, “She left earlier through another exit.” “She left?” Arthur could tell Solomon was upset and asked, “Did something happen?” “Let's talk about it inside the car.” Once Solomon was in the car, Tracey burrowed inside after him quickly and asked anxiously, “What's going on?” Solomon crossed his arms and stated sharply, “Mable is looking for a new man.” “Huh?” “What did you say?” Tracey and Arthur cried out in unison with a look of sheer disbelief. “You… Who did you say was going to find a new man?" It took a

“In that case, drink with us,” the man offered while raising his glass. “That’s right, Mabes! You haven’t been here for so long. We thought you had forgotten about us!” Mable’s lips jerked awkwardly. She recalled the past again — when she had only just signed the divorce agreement with Blair. The next thing she did was come to Sleepless City to look for men and end up stumbling into Blair, who was here for business. All the added context made for a rather complicated situation at the time. Mable chuckled to herself. She refused to believe that Blair would ever sit still and let it happen if he found out about her coming to Sleepless City to look for men again. With that in mind, she turned to the man who tried to hit on her and remarked with a flirtatious smile, “Well, now that I am single, here I am again.” There was not a soul in Richworth who did not know about Mable and Blair’s relationship. Similarly, everyone was aware of the recent passing of X’s president,

The man in the wheelchair locked his jaw tightly and glanced at her other wrist that was not placed on Howard’s shoulders. He then snarled, “Do you not recognize me, Mrs. Fowler?” As soon as he spoke, Mable propped an arm against her waist and declared loudly, “Don't... Don’t call me Mrs. Fowler. I am not— Hic— Mrs. Fowler.” The man in the wheelchair shot an icy glare at her. Even with the mask on, one could feel his expression turning into a deep scowl. The mention of Blair alone was enough to make Mable’s heart throb with pain. She swung herself away from Howard and staggered back a few steps before ranting out loud to nobody in particular, “Screw you! Blair, you’re such a prick. You’re the worst…” She looked around wildly while ranting and failed to recognize the familiar figure. ‘Blair, where are you? ‘Why haven't you come for me?’ Mable was starting to doubt herself at this point. The only evidence she had that Blair was alive was when she heard Amos speaking t