Joanne nibbled her fingernails and clicked on the most-viewed post.

The poster seemed to really be her college classmate because they precisely named Freya's class number and professor and even pointed out the relationship between Freya and Joanne, saying they were really close friends.

However, the netizens wanted some jaw-dropping inside stories and strongly requested that they revealed all of Freya's secrets, or, they would stay single for a million years for being a sensational headline writer.

Then, people started to call her a girl full of tricks.

They said that she pretended to refuse all of her admirers while secretly putting them on the bench.

She had people write all of her letters of application to study abroad and got into Columbia University with the help from one of her backup guys.

Moreover, when she went home to work in the police station, it was all because she had sucked up to the young master of Jameson Family. Otherwise, she couldn't have won the job over others with her capability!

The poster wrote with certainty and successfully turned Joanne into a girl full of tricks in the public's eyes. When the netizens started to share the post on X, the users all posted with the hashtag: Joanne doesn't deserve Brian.

When they talked about Joanne and Brian, they mentioned Rosalyn as well. Therefore some netizens started to urge Rosalyn to get Brian back, and even said that it was perfect timing for Rosalyn to return home now. Because if Rosalyn didn't get him back now, when would she?

Involuntarily, Joanne nibbled harder on her fingernails and she looked gloomy.

It didn't matter what gossip the online posters were spreading. When the truth of the murder case surfaced, all the rumors would fail.

Nevertheless, when the rumors involved Brian, she couldn't relax anymore.

Soon, Brian noticed the unusual quietness of Joanne. So, he got up and walked over. "What are you reading?"

Joanne gasped and was about to snap the notebook shut, but on second thought, wasn't that too obvious?

Flustered, she closed the browser and randomly tapped on the keyboard, and then, a window of a photo album folder popped up.

It contained only one photo album, and she clicked on it and couldn't help but let out a "gee".

Gavin once told her that since she got into college, Brian had been having people take photos of her. She had never seen one of them, and they turned out to be on Brian's personal computer.

There were many photos of her, from when she was a freshman, and when she graduated, to when she found a job.

She didn't know if it was because of her profession, which required her to take photos of dead bodies on the crime scenes, though she would occasionally take a few pictures, she usually wouldn't put herself in front of the camera as Freya did. Thus, she didn't have many photos of her college time. She used to regret it because she didn't reserve much evidence of her last carefree time.

However, Brian had, in another way that she hadn't noticed, recorded the several years of her life.

Turning herself around, she saw Brian behind her. However, he didn't look guilty at all, even expectant of something from her.

Joanne clicked to enlarge one of the photos in which she was still a freshman. "Don't you think I haven't changed at all?" She meant that she still looked as young as when she was 18.

Brian slightly cocked one eyebrow. "Well, something has changed."

He thought she was too old for him?

In front of the word every woman hated, Joanne was no exception and immediately turned solemn. "Like what?"

Brian smiled meaningfully. "You became my wife."

"...."

In an instant, her serious face faded away, and a smile escaped from the corner of her lips.

Joanne covered her face with both hands, but her red ears betrayed her embarrassment.

Brian spontaneously lifted up the notebook on her lap and stroked her head. "Go to take a shower."

Joanne had never been so obedient as to immediately rush to the bathroom.

At the same time, Brian opened the browser and clicked on the post in Joanne's browsing history. His eyes gradually darkened...

After 10 o'clock, Brian finally finished all the urgent documents and carried a proposal file into the room after a shower. Joanne was leaning on the bed, reading a detective novel in the original edition.

He sat on the bed, and Joanne spontaneously changed her position to rest her head on his lap to continue reading.

Indeed, his legs weren't as comfortable as the soft pillow, but Joanne liked it, and Brian couldn't have stopped her. Thus, he acted as her human pillow while he kept reading the proposal file.

After a few pages, Joanne ran into an unfamiliar word and didn't want to look up a dictionary, so she pointed at it and asked Brian,

Brian glanced at it. "Jurisdiction."

Joanne answered with an "oh" and turned over to look at Brian curiously. "How can you master so many languages?"

As far as she knew, Brian mastered English and French, and also spoke fluently Italian as well as other minority languages. She had never considered herself stupid, but after learning English, when she studied French, she would always run into some baffling words.

However, these were all a piece of cake in Brian's eyes.

How did he do it?

However, Brian put on a confused face. "Isn't that simple enough?"

Joanne. "..."

Well, they were born in different ways, and she didn't have the body-changing pill to turn the table, so she could just call it a night.

She snapped the book shut. "I'm going to sleep!"

Brian tucked her, while he didn't seem to want to lie down. Joanne pulled his clothes. "When do you finish?"

Usually, she had the senses not to disturb Brian, but tonight, she was a little strange.

Looking into the Little Monster, Brian's eyes contained a slight trace of doubt.

Joanne murmured, "I can't..." The things that happened during the day kept flashing in her mind and kept her eyes open.

Brian randomly put the file on the bedside table and lay down to cuddle Joanne. As if she were a startled kid, he stroked her skinny back lightly over and over again. "I'll be with you. You can go to sleep now."

Joanne exhaled deeply as if she wanted more reassuring aroma from him. Then, she crawled into Brian's arms.

However, she still had difficulty falling asleep, so she wriggled and stuck out her head like a small mole, but was pressed down by Brian. His voice sounded dangerous. "Don't stir."

She knew clearly what that would bring.

However, sometimes, even if she didn't move a muscle, she would end up in the same situation.

While thinking like that, at some point, she had laid her soft body on Brian's, and innocently looked at him with compressed lips.

Brian dangerously squinted. "Do you want to sleep or not?"

Joanne bit her lips. Her white teeth and rosy lips both looked like an invitation.

Brian's eyes darkened and he started to breathe heavily. When she heard them, Joanne couldn't help panicking and blushing.

Nevertheless, she seemed to want this kind of reaction from Brian, because she smiled more brightly and even sounded more coyly. "I've told you that I couldn't fall asleep..."

Before she finished her words, Brian had sealed her mouth. He seemed to want to turn over to press her down, but today, Joanne was unusually quick and clung to Brian like an octopus, stubbornly suppressing him.

Brian cocked one eyebrow at her, looking in doubt. However, Joanne ignored his signal and copied the way Brian had been. She acted dominantly and kissed him hard and had been taking control all the time.

Brian slowly raised the corner of his lips: the Little Monster of his had finally learned.

He stopped moving and let Joanne do what she wanted.

It was said experiencing something new once in a while could help a couple grow closer.

However, right now, somebody couldn't be as calm as Brian.

When such a thing had happened to Joanne, not only Iris was frustrated, Mr. Norris and Mrs. Norris were also worried. They kept sending for Freya to probe for how the things went. Therefore, Freya had a good reason to visit Chris and had finally dumped the two hard-working bodyguards.

Mr. Norris was probably sympathizing with Chris at the moment, so he did not say anything to stop Freya from seeing him.

Brian was a celebrity and he was also involved with the rising star, Rosalyn. The news had been boiling up on the Internet, and Freya didn't have to ask Chris to know how bad the thing had gone-before any conclusion had come out, Joanne had been bombarded by criticisms in the online world.

Therefore, when Chris came back from work, she only placed a pair of slipper for him and asked if he had had dinner.

Chris had sent dinner to Joanne and went to two different places, calling for people to handle Joanne's matters. In the end, he had utterly forgotten about his dinner.

The moment he returned home and saw Freya, he was a little dazed. As if all of his strength had been taken away in an instant, he completely leaned onto Freya, clutching her. "I don't feel like eating anything."

Thus, Freya had to persuade him. "I haven't had dinner, and we can eat together."

She ordered seafood casserole porridge and some cold dishes from a takeaway restaurant.

The porridge came with the pot and was still steaming hot, and you could even get burned if not paying attention. Freya coxed and threatened and finally made Chris had a bowl of porridge. Then, he waved his hand to indicate he had been full.

Freya didn't insist. She knew that when you lost your appetite, you would still taste nothing even if it was the best food in the world.

"Joanne will be fine." She said, "I knew her. She always said that living human beings are way scarier than dead bodies. So she can cut open the corpses and doesn't dare to mess up with people around her. No matter how much she hates Mia, she can't kill her, right?"

"I saw Joanne in the evening," Chris said.

"How's she doing?"

"Brian's with her, and she looks fine."

Freya patted on Chris's shoulder and looked more serious than before. "I'll also be with you."

Chris finally raised the corner of his lips. "Freya..." However, he stopped in the middle of the sentence.

After a short while of waiting, she heard nothing more from him, so she thought he was calling to confirm her existence beside him. Then, she solemnly repeated herself, "I'll be with you all the time."

Looking surprised, Chris stared at Freya for quite a while and suddenly seized her lips. He kissed her very hard as if he wanted to confirm something.

Freya was stunned, but just for a little while. Soon, she collected herself, wrapped her arms around Chris's neck, and responded to him.

However, in the end, they did not proceed. Chris held Freya in his arms, lying on the bed. Freya was leaning against his chest and knew that he didn't close his eyes yet.

In the world, Joanne was the most important one in Chris's eyes. Now that something so terrible had happened to Joanne, it was not easy for him to remain calm at the moment.

"Chris..." Freya wanted to say something to Chris.

"I'm fine." However, Chris seemed to know what Freya wanted to say. He lowered his head to kiss her lips, making her swallow back her words. "It's late. Go to sleep."

Freya looked up and found that Chris had closed his eyes.

She didn't suspect a thing and also comfortably closed her eyes. Soon, she fell into deep dreams.

When Chris heard Freya's breath gradually turning steady, he slowly opened his eyes.

-"I'll be with you all the time."

If she had known everything behind this, would she still readily say that out loud to him?

It was bound to be a sleepless night for Chris.