Chris's face fell again and again, and turned dark.

However, Joanne did not finish her words yet.

"Oh, of course, the 'Xiaowei' in the lyrics has to be changed to 'Freya'," she added, "this is more interesting!"

Just imagining Chris singing "Freya, do you know how much I love you?" with affection caused Gavin to roll on the sofa in laughing. Chris stared at Joanne with sharp and warning eyes.

Although Joanne knew that Chris favored her, she still held some awe for this brother. She couldn't help but hide in Brian's arms under Chris's gaze.

Brian naturally hugged her with an indulgent look and looked back at Chris coldly.

Freya had wanted to watch the show aside, but she rethought it that Chris was her boyfriend now.

She could not stand by and saw him being attacked.

"Don't go too far, you guys." Freya put on a serious look and continued, "Even if Chris has to sing this song, he will only sing it for me in private. Don't try to take advantage of it, guys."

Unexpectedly, Freya convinced everyone.

In fact, Gavin did not want to make fun of Chris anymore either as he was afraid that Chris, an aloof man, would get it back afterward if they really forced him to sing the song.

At this moment, the chime of midnight was peacefully arriving on time.

Gavin clapped his hands. "Mr. Brian's birthday is over, let's go home now. We have to go to work tomorrow morning after all."

Joanne also stood up with others, but she suddenly felt dizzy and almost lost her balance.

Brian quickly held Joanne up and asked, "Are you ok?"

Joanne waved her hand, indicating that she was fine. She rubbed her temple and said, "I'm just a little drunk." The wine had quite a kick.

"Can you walk by yourself?" Brian asked with a frown.

Joanne tried to take a step but found that her legs went limp, and she almost fell on the ground.

"She can't go home like this," Gavin said, "Why not the two of you stay here for the night?"

"No! Let's go home!" Joanne suddenly became sober and denied Gavin's proposal. Then she turned to look at Brian with pitying a look and said, "I want to go home."

Brian could never refuse her request.

He held Joanne up in his arms and walked to the elevator, ignoring everyone's astonished look.

Gavin widened his eyes and clapped his hands with cheers. Seeing that, Freya also leaned to Chris and said, "I'm a little drunk too. Hold me up, honey."

Hearing this, Gavin looked at Freya and Chris with expectation and his eyes were shining with one thing-gossip.

Chris yelled coldly at Gavin, "Get away!"

Gavin felt aggrieved and tried to argue with Chris but was pulled away by Wesley.

At this time, Brian and Joanne had already gone downstairs. Wesley pushed Gavin into another elevator.

The elevator door slowly closed and took the last two "third-wheels" downstairs. In this long corridor, there were only Chris and Freya.

Su Yichen's eyes suddenly became fierce and dangerous.

He reached out and pressed Freya against the wall.

"Having a great time, huh?"

Freya showed no fear at all and honestly nodded. "Yes, I'm very happy! But if you are willing to hold me down, I will be happier!"

Chris meaningfully raised the corner of his mouth. Without any warning, he held Freya up.

"Yum!"

He was so quick and accurate that Freya let out a scream, and after a moment, she reacted and realized that they were not heading downstairs but to the end of the corridor.

There was a big window there.

"Hey, don't tell me you want to throw me down from there." Freya thought of a bloody scene.

Chris's eyes were deep, and the smile on his face was so meaningful. "How would I bear to do that?"

With a twist of his hand, the door of a suite opened. Then, his leisure voice came into Freya's ears.

"We'll stay here tonight."

"Bang-" The thick wooden door was shut closed by Chris's backhand, and it all happened before Freya could refuse.

At this time, Brian and Joanne just got out of the elevator.

There were so many passengers on the first floor, so Joanne felt somewhat embarrassed being held by Brian. She struggled to get down, but Brian refused to let her go. Thus, she simply buried her face in Brian's chest.

"I won't lose face now," she said naively, "because others can't see my face at all!"

Brian raised the corner of his lips and spoiled Joanne's beautiful fantasy. "They can't see your face, but they can guess who you are."

As the saying went, the eyes of the masses were sharp. The woman Brian would hold in his arms in public could be no one else but Mrs. Lambert.

Joanne was paralyzed.

Gavin had told the driver to wait for Brian and Joanne at the gate. Seeing that Brian came out holding Joanne in his arms, the driver immediately got off the car to open the door of the car for them. After Brian settled Joanne, he pulled down the baffle between the front and rear seats and slightly lowered the windows to let fresh air in.

As the cool evening breeze came into the car, Joanne felt much better.

She snuggled in Brian's arms and asked, "You never told me the things Wesley mentioned tonight before. Why?"

Brian helped Joanne lie in a more comfortable way and answered, "You haven't completely accepted your mother's death, so I didn't want to mention it in front of you."

Joanne lowered her gaze and felt her heart aching.

The death of her mother was the most painful blow in her life. Although she persuaded herself to continue living, Brian was right that she did not really accept the fact; at least, she could not mention it to others.

She looked up at Brian and said, "Since you had returned to China at that time, why didn't tell me?"

Those days were so painful to her, and also to Chris. They could not comfort each other at that time. If Brian had been with her, she might not have been so desperate at that time.

"At that time, we had not seen each other for five years," Brian said, "I thought you had forgotten me."

Joanne smiled bitterly. "... Actually, I thought about it at that time. I wondered if you would come back to see me. I thought, if I saw you, I would cry in your hugs."

She had never dared to say these words before because she knew it was just her dream which would never come true.

She never thought that Brian had actually returned at that time.

"I'm sorry." Brian took Joanne into his arms. "If I had known that you needed me, I would not have hidden away behind you."

He would go to her and hold her in his arms like what he was doing now.

"It's okay, it's all gone. I've moved on." Joanne groaned in Brian's arms; her voice was a little confused. "In the future, don't hide anything from me, ok? Either good things or bad ones, you have to tell me."

"OK."

Joanne was somewhat dizzy and did not notice Brian's hesitation before he made the promise. She was relieved on hearing the promise.

She closed her eyes and slept soundly.

The effect of the liquor left as fast as it came. Joanne, who slept along the way, became sober when getting home.

She struggled out from Brian's arms, and Brian tidied her long hair and asked, "Do you still feel not well?"

Shaking her head, Joanne replied, "No."

Brian, feeling assured, took her back to the room.

Simon, who had been waiting for them to come back, asked them what they needed. Joanne waved her hand and answered, "Simon, it's late, you can go and have a rest."

"OK." Simon nodded. "Go to sleep early, master and madam."

There were only Joanne and Brian in the big house.

Not knowing if it was the alcohol that made Joanne less reserved, she jumped upstairs humming a song. Brian was afraid that she would fall over and carefully guarded her from behind.

After noticing it, Joanne jumped even more happily.

She did that deliberately, but Brian did not mind at all.

Back in the room, Joanne immediately took off her shoes. "I will take a shower first!"

She opened her closet, chose carefully, and finally pulled out a nightdress before rushing into the bathroom.

Brian stared at the closed door of the bathroom, and perhaps it was his illusion, but he did feel that Joanne was somewhat abnormal.

Joanne spent quite a long time in the shower. When she came out, she had a fragrant smell. She turned around in front of Brian and opened the closet to take out his pajamas. "Hey, it's your turn."

The sound of the water dropping came out from the room soon, and Joanne was somewhat uneasy lying down on the bed, biting her lips, rolling around, and burying her face deep in the pillow.

After preparing for it so long, she still felt shy.

In excitement, she couldn't help but kick her mattress.

As soon as Brian came out, he heard hitting sound and saw Joanne kick the mattress again and again. She buried her face in the pillow like a Geomyidae hiding underground.

He frowned and went to bed. "What's wrong?"

Hearing Brian's voice, Joanne reacted as if she had touched electricity.

She jerked her head up and looked at Brian for two seconds before she shook her head hard, saying, "Nothing!"

Her denial of decisiveness seemed as if she was trying to hiding something.

Brian slightly picked his eyebrows and touched Joanne's forehead. "Still faint?"

"No!" Joanne truthfully answered.

Brian raised the corner of his lips with satisfaction. "Very good."

Until then Joanne realized that Brian's questions were just paving the way. She couldn't help but swallow and nervously watched his handsome face.

"What is your gift for my birthday?" Brian looked at Joanne. His eyes were obviously indifferent, but she still felt that she was pinned by them. "I have been waiting for a day," he continued.

"Gift..." Joanne nervously grabbed the quilt, avoiding his eyes, "That..."

Brian seemed to be happy to see Joanne's nervous look. He emphasized with a pretended serious look. "If I am not satisfied with the gift, I will give it back."

Joanne's hand almost broke the quilt.

Hearing his words, as if she were stimulated, she threw herself at Brian with her beautiful eyes glittering. "You won't be dissatisfied!"

Brian slowly understood what she meant. His pupils contracted, and for the first time, there were shock and uncertainty in his eyes. "Joanne, you..."

During more than half a year after they married, Joanne was always the one with weaker aura. Most of the time, she looked like a weak white rabbit.

That day, she finally behaved strongly once-

She kissed hard on Brian's lips, dispelling his doubt and uncertainty.

She then told him that she was glad for what would come.