Freya was staying in the room and she was nervous.

Although Mr. Norris said that he would not object to her and Chris, she still was not sure about it.

She didn't know how long it took, but the door was finally knocked on and Freya ran over to open it. Maybe the action was too fast, for Chris looked like he was shocked.

Then Freya realized that she had done it too urgently, so she scratched her hair. "You talked to my dad?"

"Yes." After a pause, Chris said with a deep meaning, "I didn't want you to wait too long."

Freya stared at Chris as if she was going to push him away. He then went into the room sideways and closed the door very smoothly.

"Why did you close the door, I..."

Before Freya finished, she was pressed against the wall by Chris. His cool lips covered hers, and he kissed her eagerly and gently.

If Freya's feelings were not wrong, Chris seemed to be... very happy.

Freya's cheeks were red because of the kiss. Then Chris released her and put on a smile. "Your dad agreed."

Freya looked into Chris's eyes and did not speak.

Chris thought that Freya didn't hear it clearly, so he repeated again, "Freya, your father agreed to our relationship."

Freya had never seen Chris this way.

After he shed his calm appearance and acted like a big boy who had gotten a loved one, he was happy with a pair of good-looking, shining eyes, just like the farthest but brightest stars in the night sky were in his eyes.

It turned out that he was happy because of this.

Freya thought that what she did yesterday by taking the initiative to find Chris was right. He did not look down on her because she had shown initiative. On the contrary, he cherished her initiative and knew why she had taken it.

She was also right for stubbornly sticking to Chris for so many years. He knew her better than anyone.

Freya stood on her tiptoes and took the initiative to kiss Chris's lips.

Chris was stunned for a half-second and responded to her the first time. He surrounded Freya's waist, deeply immersed in her long-lost taste.

Taking into account that this was Freya's home, he let her go when he was still able to control himself.

The color of Freya's cheeks was redder than before. She coughed unnaturally. "I want to go to see Joanne after lunch, are you going?"

Chris answered, "Sure," while taking Freya downstairs.

After lunch, they drove straight to the hospital. Joanne was getting an injection, but her spirits were still good, and she was watching TV.

Seeing Chris and Freya come in together, Joanne knew that everything was solved. Her mood suddenly improved a lot. He sat up and took an orange from the fruit bowl of the bedside table for Freya. "My brother bought it yesterday. It's sour."

Freya felt it strange. "Do you not eat sour oranges?"

Joanne smiled and said, "Someone has a confused memory."

Freya understood something and pouted, but could not hide the smile on her lips.

"You gals talk," Chris chose to flee from the woman's gossip scene, "I am going to find Dr. Tian."

Freya then ignored Chris when she had Joanne. She pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the hospital bed. Only then did she notice that Joanne's left hand was swollen, and her white hand was covered with needle holes.

She distressedly picked up Joanne's hand. "Because of the injections?"

Joanne lifted her right hand and said with a smile. "Already changed to this one. It has no effect."

"Only you could still laugh about it!" Freya was distressed but unable to do anything. "On such a cold day, and you have to take that for six or seven hours a day, how long can your other hand hold on?"

"Today I talked with Dr. Tian. They will use a fixed needle tomorrow. My right hand will not be swollen." Joanne tilted her head and comforted herself. "It doesn't matter if it is swollen, anyway, now I can't even get out of bed. I don't need to do anything with my hand."

"You get better soon," Freya said at the bedside, "I want to go shopping with you! Let's go to the children's clothing store and buy all the good-looking children's clothes!"

Joanne looked out the window. "I'll try to hold back and not vomit."

In fact, she was also afraid of the ward. Even if she couldn't leave the hospital, it was always good to go out.

Joanne didn't know if it was the injection or her wishes were heard, but in the next two days, her state was very good. Although she still vomited when she got up in the morning, she now could stop it, and her three meals and sleep had also become normal. Her complexion looked good after two days of rest.

On the third day, Joanne spoke with Dr. Tian about letting her go out and getting back before dark.

"Yes, it is always bad for you and your children if you are stuck in the hospital." Dr. Tian took out the needle for Joanne. "But don't eat something strange after going out, and if you are tired, come back quickly."

"I know, thank you, Dr. Tian." Joanne changed her clothes, and she happily went straight to the mall with Freya.

During the New Year, there were not so many customers in the mall, which was exactly what Freya wanted-so that no one would bump into Joanne!

They started from the cosmetics and jewelry counters on the first floor. When Freya tried to put on a necklace, Joanne suddenly remembered something and looked calm.

Freya poked her arm. "What happened?"

"This mall..." Joanne stopped talking.

Freya also remembered, but she answered like it was nothing. "This shopping mall is owned by Lambert Group. What are you worried about? We will still pay! Besides, isn't the mall open to welcome customers? I don't believe that Brian would have people stop us from shopping!"

Joanne thought about it and agreed. She just came to visit the mall as an ex-wife. Brian would not even hear about it, not to mention would he know.

"Let's go!" Freya found that the necklace was not suitable, so she took it off and gave it to the clerk and pulled Joanne to the second floor. "Let's go see the clothes."

As a result, Freya did not find anything she liked, but instead, she helped Joanne find a shirt and handed it to Joanne. "Wanna try it?"

"Forget it," Joanne pointed to her belly, "I can't wear it any time soon."

"Whatever. It's good-looking, so just wear it as long you can!" Freya called the shopping clerk to get the smallest size, pushing Joanne into the fitting room.

After waiting for a few minutes, Joanne finally came out, but still wearing her original clothes.

"It's not suitable," Joanne said.

Freya knew what kind of clothes Joanne was suited for. She was pretty sure that she would look great if she wore this shirt, so she was puzzled. "Why is it inappropriate?"

Joanne described it with her hand. "The size is not suitable. There is a place that the button cannot be fastened..."

"The button?" Freya first thought of the problem of the size, but Joanne did not become fat, and she used to wear this size.

Finally, Freya's gaze fell on Joanne's chest, and she put on a deep smile.

Joanne was embarrassed and took Freya to leave. "Let's go to another shop!"

Looking at Joanne's unnatural red face, Freya started to act in a strange way. "Is it because of Brian?"

Joanne was sweating. "Freya, stop it!"

Freya said to herself, "It turned out to be true. I thought that the argument was made by a wretched male to cheat a little girl."

Joanne felt helpless. "Shouldn't you be clear about if it was true?"

Freya looked down at herself and said very innocently, "But... I have not changed."

Joanne spread out her hands. "My brother's fault?"

"Hey!" Freya's snorted. "Because my innate development is enough! If we can still grow, what are you going to do?"

"Freya... enough!"

Freya happily made a face, and they went all the way forward. When passing by the elevator, they saw two acquaintances without warning.

Brian and Rosalyn.

They stood side by side, looking like a perfect match. The elevators slowly descended and they were getting closer and closer to Joanne.

It was as if Joanne was enchanted, and she couldn't move at all.

After that night when Brian got drunk and called her, she never heard from him again.

Counting the days, they actually didn't see each other for less than half a month, but she felt as though she had been through a century.

Fortunately, Brian looked very good, just like the one she saw in the magazine before, noble and alienated, handsome but also cold, exuding a kind of chill that refused people thousands of miles away, but still sultry.

With Rosalyn, he might also live very well.

Joanne removed her gaze and blinked her eyes. She pulled Freya. "Let's go."

Freya grabbed Joanne. "Don't go!"

On the Internet, everyone was talking about Brian and Rosalyn being together. She didn't believe it, but they stood side by side, seemingly to overthrow her disbelief.

If Brian really forgot Joanne so quickly, she would tear Rosalyn up even if she couldn't do that to Brian.

Freya walked a few steps to the front of the elevator, blocking Brian and Rosalyn's way. She smiled. "Mr. Brian, Happy New Year."

Rosalyn coldly commanded, "Freya, step aside."

"I am talking to my boss." Freya was originally a lot taller than Rosalyn, and she had a pair of high heels now. At this moment, she completely looked down on Rosalyn. "Who are you?"

Rosalyn thought it was funny. "Freya, have you forgotten that you are just a newcomer to the entertainment industry?"

"Then what do you want to say, you old lady? Do you want to say that you could just ruin my career by moving your finger?" Freya disdainfully sneered, and gestured to Rosalyn with her middle finger. "It's true that I can ruin you in a second!"

Rosalyn's face changed dramatically and she stepped forward. "Are you looking for trouble?"

"What can I do with a nobody?" Freya gently pushed Rosalyn, pointing to Brian. "I am looking for him!"

Brian was used to Freya's arrogance, and she faintly said, "Say it, what do you want from me?"

Freya instantly got grumpy. "Are you really with Rosalyn?!"

"An artist asking about the boss's private life, I heard it for the first time." Brian avoided the question of Freya.

Freya almost went mad. "Brian, do you think it's funny?! Even if you divorced Joanne, you don't have to treat yourself like this, do you?"

Brian looked down, and Joanne could see that he was going to be angry. She went up to pull Freya. "Freya, let's go."

At this time, Rosalyn, who was pushed away by Freya, suddenly pushed Joanne away. "Go? Not so easy, I will teach her the rules in this circle!"

Joanne failed to stand still, took two steps and fell back-

"Joanne!"

Freya's face changed greatly, and her eyes were full of horror...