Joanne had slept on the same bed with Brian for quite a few times. However, this was the first time that she was already in his arms when she was still wide awake.

It was indeed embarrassing that she got butterflies in her stomach right now.

She suddenly remembered the first few times when she woke up and found herself in Brian's arms; she flushed and almost wanted to crawl back under the bed. She apologized to Brian that she had a bad sleeping pattern and innocently took all the blame.

Nevertheless, thinking about it now, if Brian did not want her by his side, how could Brian, such an alert mind, let her roll into his arms? He could just push her away in the blink of an eye, alright?

Thinking about it more carefully, there was not a slight repulsion on his face when she woke up by his side; instead, there was a pure delight!

It was he who took advantage of the other, but the next day, he always acted like that she had violated him. Moreover, she actually felt guilty under his scolding gaze due to innocence.

"..."

Joanne did not know who she was feeling speechless for.

However, one thing that she could not deny was that as long as by Brian's side, she felt at ease.

The memory of the years when she lost her mother, the thunder and heavy rain on the mountain that day could no longer disturb her in the sleep.

"You're still not sleeping?"

Brian's voice rang over her head.

Although Joanne slept poorly last night, she slept on the plane for three consecutive hours this morning. Plus, she hadn't done anything physical today, thus she was not sleepy at all.

"I have a question for you." she said.

Brian wrapped her soft black hair around his fingers. "Go ahead."

"Since you can hold back for more than ten years, why did you suddenly agree to marry me?"

After that, Joanne looked up and stared at Brian calmly.

"They said that you didn't have a boyfriend, and sooner or later you'd have to find someone to marry." Brian raised his eyebrows. "In this case, I'd better marry you. Otherwise, crashing a wedding will not only cause trouble but also will end up in the news."

Joanne was dazed for a while before she realized-Brian was saying that if she dared to marry someone, he would take her away in the wedding...

He was completely a top-notch rascal, alright?

However, there was no denying that when the usual gentleman-like Brian suddenly started to cause trouble because of her-what she felt the most was secret happiness.

"What if-I married someone I love?"

Finishing the last word, Joanne's heart started to uncontrollably race.

Brian stared deep into her eyes. Joanne thought that he would say something like "If you really love him, then I will grant you happiness".

Nevertheless, the truth was-

He narrowed his eyes and said one word at a time, "Unless that person is me, you can't marry anyone."

"..." Actually, it was him.

Joanne suddenly felt that Brian had seen through her biggest secret, and her heart under the chest suddenly became energetic, as if to jump out of her chest.

She stared at Brian for a few seconds and hurriedly looked away. "Tyrant."

Brian did not agree with Joanne's comment. "Do you really love someone?"

Joanne subconsciously wanted to deny it; however, thinking that Brian had long known it, she instead nodded. "Yes, I always love that one to death."

Brian squinted. "Who is he?"

"Moi!" Joanne smiled. "I've always loved myself very much since I was little!"

Brian could obviously see through she was giving him the crap. That being said... he didn't seem to have taken her words to heart.

According to his tyrant style, shouldn't he be forcing the name out of her mouth and then destroy the rival?

Or, did he not care at all and not take the person she loved as an opponent?

In fact, Brian did care. The reason was that he had confidence in himself.

He believed that one day, Joanne would tell him those words herself.

He lowered his head and kissed Joanne between her eyebrows. "I've also loved you very much since you were little. Stop it and go to sleep."

Joanne froze as if she were jabbed in an aperture point and nodded in a trance.

She had to admit that sometimes... she could not compete with Brian at all, and without a warning, she could not even put up a fight in front of him. Moreover, Brian's weapon was as simple as a kiss or a lovely whisper of love.

For the rest of her life, Brian would probably have her in the palm of his hand.

In this case, she might as well lean against his chest and spend the rest of her life peacefully.

Thinking like that, Joanne found a comfortable position in his arms, closed her eyes, and miraculously fell asleep without her knowing it.

Brian listened to her breathing getting longer and longer and knew that she already fell asleep; therefore, he tightened his arms around her and also closed his eyes.

In contrast to them, Chris, who was tens of kilometers away from the hospital, could not fall asleep so easily.

He had always suffered from insomnia and even suffered more recently. Finishing the work late at night, he felt more clearheaded and have to pop a few sleeping pills to lie on the bed. After a while, he felt drowsy in the head and heavy on the eyelids.

Before falling asleep, he remembered the time when he slept the deepest. It was on the day when he watched a game at Brian's place and then sent Freya back to her apartment.

He fell down on Freya's bed and was soon drowned in drowsiness and tiredness. He was like a wandering person who finally found his home. He did not need sleeping pills or any self-hypnotizing, instead, he quickly and naturally fell into a deep sleep as during the carefree childhood.

Unfortunately, he could not go to Freya yet.

However, someone could.

The next day, in the Norris Family.

Freya got up late today so she rushed through her breakfast, without even the time for a glass of milk. Mrs. Norris had the auntie give Freya a small bottle of milk to drink on the way.

She hurried out and did not expect to see Travis.

Since that time she rushed to Travis's place with a knife and after the two separated in the police station, she never saw Travis again. She added his number to the blacklist and did not know whether Travis had tried to reach her or not.

The only thing she felt for him was hate. However, having been drowned in training, she was almost about to forget this man.

Freya felt that was fine. She could just remove the person from her life like they never met before.

That being said, how could Travis still dare to appear in front of her?

"Freya, I asked Travis to drive you to the company." Mr. Norris came out of the house. "He has waited for a while, so you should get on the car."

Travis opened the door of the passenger's seat. "Freya, I want to tell you something."

"Dad, I hope this is the last time." Freya suppressed her anger and strode out of the room. She then stopped at a spot three meters away from Travis. "Say it now, 'cause I don't want to be in your car."

"Freya, can you mind your manners? How did I teach you when you're were little?" There came Mr. Norris's scolding tone.

Travis said, "It is not convenient here. Besides, you are going to be late for training, aren't you?"

Freya threw the unfinished bottled milk into the trash can and sat on the passenger's seat of Travis's car.

While they were at it, she might as well seize the chance to make things clear with Travis. Otherwise, she knew for sure that it would not be the last time that her dad had done something like this.

Travis sighed and took the driver's seat to start the car. He did not say anything until the car drove out of the villa area. "I didn't see you during this time because I want to give you some time to calm down."

Freya smiled coldly. "I have been very calm. Otherwise, you would have had a few scars on you."

"Freya, I know that you think I'm despicable because I stole Chris's plan." Travis shrugged. "But business is war. How you do things doesn't matter because what matters is the result. Do you think Chris is clean after so many years in business? You just have not found out what he's done."

"Whatever means he used, it would not be as despicable as yours." Freya didn't want to discuss Chris's character with Travis now. She had known Chris as Joanne did. "Didn't you want to tell me something?" Are ten minutes enough for you?"

"I still believe that you'll get hurt with Chris." Travis said, "You know how many exes he has better than me."

Freya sneered. "I think you'll only have more of them than him."

"But I'm clean now. In this aspect, Chris really can't compare with me." Travis smiled, and his following words contained too much information-"Freya, your name is not on the top of Chris's list." Many women are more important than you. Even if you end up with him, you won't be able to tolerate that."

Freya understood what Travis meant, but only took it as a bluff.

She said one word at a time, "Even if you are right, I'm willing to."

"I have made it so clear, but why do you still refuse to wake up?" Travis shook his head. "Freya, you don't have to worry about anything with me. You can continue to be yourself and live the rest of your life without any worries." Why do you choose pain?

Freya could not answer.

Those love experts brew a pot of soul soother and told women in the world to choose the person who loved you.

Nevertheless, she was like this since she was young. She would get anything she wanted. She would wait if they were out of stock, and she would buy them from others if they were no longer available. She never looked for an alternative and never settled for them.

When it came to love, she bore the same attitude.

"I am willing to."

Yes, it was as simple as that. She was willing to get hurt. Even if having her own way would mean hurting herself, she was willing to get to the end of the road to find out.

Travis's eyes sank and finally did not say anything further.

He would wait for Freya to come back to him, and he believed that he would not wait for too long.

"Pull over." Freya could not stay with Travis for another minute.

Travis did not say anything and stepped on the brake. Freya picked up the purse and pushed the door open. Standing by the road, she was trying to hail a taxi.

He got off the car as well. "Freya, as long as you have not married Chris, I will wait for you."

"Don't bother." Freya refused him without any mercy. "You can't park here. Go, now."

Travis had to get in the car and drove away dismally.

She failed to get on a taxi during the morning rush hours, so she called Candy to fetch her. While waiting, she suddenly thought of something and dialed her father's number, her eyes blazing with anger.

"Mr. Norris, can we still be fine!" She was really angry. "I have said it many times. Travis and I are impossible. Could you please not do this anymore, OK?"

"Chris is really not suitable for you." Mr. Norris preached. "Freya, you have to believe me, 'cause dad knows the best. I can see at a glance if you two will last long or not."

"Then I won't even see Travis, let alone for a long time!" Freya took a deep breath. "Now I finally have a chance with Chris. Dad, I don't want to give up."

"Are you sure it'll work? Are you sure he's not playing you?" Mr. Norris's voice went cold. "Recently, I've seen him with a young and beautiful girl. Has he talked to you lately?"

"My car arrived. Dad, I'll go now." Freya dodged the question. "Oh, here's the thing. I'm very serious about this. If you ever ask Travis over, I won't come back home then! It's up to you!"

After she finished, she hung up the phone without hesitation and got into Candy's car.