At the bar.

Connell saw Gavin take Wendy away in his arms with his own eyes; he couldn't help shaking his head-It's such a pity, for such a good girl to fall in love with someone like Gavin, who was like a prodigal son. She would definitely suffer a lot for it...

Freya walked over and patted Connell's shoulder. Connell came back to himself and asked, "What's wrong, Sister Freya?"

"I wanted to ask if something was wrong with you." Freya stared at Connell. "Do you really have an affection for our Wendy?"

Connell neither admitted nor denied it. "I do have some interest in her. But it's not affection... yet."

"Then you should be glad." Freya passed a glass of cocktail to Connell. "You saw how Gavin behaved. Even if you like her... there may not be much of a chance."

Connell lifted his middle finger which he shook. "I absolutely have no chance at all."

"What made the young master of the Qin family so lacking in confidence?" Freya acted as if she were curious to hear about it. "What are the reasons? Tell me."

"Wendy likes Gavin and the feeling Gavin has for Wendy seems to be more than affection. Even if I want to find a chance to get her, there is none." Connell took a sip of the cocktail. "fuck! It's bitter?"

Freya patted Connell's shoulder to comfort him. "Youngster, it's because your heart is bitter." After a pause, she asked, "But, what do you mean-by more than affection?"

Connell stopped for a minute and then smiled meaningfully. "I mean Wendy doesn't have to feel sad anymore."

He once told Wendy that it was a tragedy for her to fall in love with Gavin. But there was one way to change this tragic ending, which was to make Gavin fall in love with her.

Freya didn't understand Connell's words completely. When she was about to continue asking, Connell set down the glass and slipped into the dancing floor like a fish. Instantly, several young and pretty girls surrounded him and he was lost in the tempo of the music; he twisted his body in a carefree and sexy way.

The night before the wedding was destined to be sleepless.

At Gavin's apartment on the next day.

When Wendy woke up, the only feeling she had was of heaviness. There seemed to be a huge stone on top of her head, which made it impossible for her to move.

But, that day was her cousin and Freya's wedding day, and she was one of the maids of honor. She would be late if she didn't get up as fast as possible.

At last, Wendy jumped up from the bed with a sudden push. She was instantly amazed when she noticed the views around her.

It was neither her home nor her mother's apartment. Where was this?!

She had been with Connell, according to the last things she could remember from the night before. Was it Connell's place?!

Wendy subconsciously took a look at her clothing. It was still decent. No matter where it was, she simply slept. Nothing happened. Okay...

When thinking about it, Wendy got out of the quilt and out of bed. Then she found her shoes nicely placed by the bed, next to a pair of slippers.

She thought about it and decided to put on her own shoes. But before she put them on, the door was pushed open and Gavin's tall figure appeared.

Aye, it was Gavin? Was she hallucinating?

Gavin was there to wake her up. "You are awake?" he asked, once he saw her up and about.

"Damn it! It really is Gavin!"

Wendy suddenly felt no strength in her legs and fell back on the bed. "Why are you here? Is this your home?"

Although she felt surprised, it was undeniable that Wendy was relieved. It was much better to be in Gavin's home than in a stranger's home.

However, she just slept the whole night in Gavin's home. Nothing happened!

It was too different from what she had imagined...

Gavin looked carefully at Wendy's expression. "Are you disappointed?"

Wendy said without a second thought, "Yeah, I'm very disappointed..."

Just after she spoke, Wendy realized what she had said. She had a bad feeling, so she lifted her head to look at Gavin. He walked closer to her with a strange smile.

With a "Bang" sound, Gavin's hand patted the front of the bed to stabilize himself. Then he leaned down to get close to Wendy. "You're very disappointed of being in my home. So whose house did you this was? Connell's?"

"..." Wendy swallowed her saliva. The thought did cross her mind at first...

Wendy's eyes couldn't hide any secrets and Gavin's were sharp. He directly saw through Wendy's mind and became furious all of a sudden. His tone became harsher as he asked, "Do you really like Connell?"

Wendy,"..." "Do I like Connell? What is he talking about?"

"Answer me!" Gavin didn't give Wendy the time to hesitate.

Wendy became annoyed and asked angrily, "Who told you that?"

Gavin considered it as Wendy's lack of confidence to admit, which was to say, that she did like Connell.

He narrowed his eyes and revealed his despise and fastidiousness. "You like Connell? Although you have a really bad taste in clothing, I never would have imagined that your taste in men is even worse!"

Wendy had seen people insulting themselves, but she had never seen such a harsh case.

He was right. She really had a terrible taste in men, or else why would she fall in love with Gavin who was such a bastard?

With great anger, Wendy pushed Gavin away. "Uncle, that is not something for you to worry. I will improve my taste from now on and select better men!"

"You mean you are about to give up on Connell?" Gavin touched Wendy's head with satisfaction. "Good girl."

Although the word "better" was not good enough for him, he thought it would be too tough for Wendy to come up with other words. So he allowed her to use this word to describe him.

Wendy boldly rolled her eyes at Gavin. "Why am I at your place? I was with Connell last night."

Gavin's face darkened and became furious. "You were already drunk, by the time I arrived at the bar. You only remember Connell?"

Wendy honestly nodded. "Maybe it's because Connell looks more handsome. I didn't notice you. I don't have the slightest recollection of you."

"Connell is more handsome?" Gavin narrowed his eyes. "Does the department of ophthalmology in your hospital offer corrective treatments? Can it correct your eye for beauty? I can take you there right now."

Wendy shouted, "My eye for beauty is average. It doesn't need correction!"

Gavin clenched his teeth and quickly changed the subject, "Why don't you ask me what happened between us after I took you back?" He had already thought up the right words to scare her; he was just waiting for her to jump into the trap.

In fact, Gavin still didn't know much about Wendy.

Wendy laughed loudly. "I'm a doctor. I know better than you whether anything has happened between us!"

"..." Gavin was greatly depressed.

Wendy patted Gavin's shoulder sympathetically. "You should aim to cheat naive little girls next time. Now, get out of my way. I have to go back!"

It took Gavin a great deal of strength to get out from the depression. He took a look at the time and slowly warned Wendy, "We have to rehearse once again before the wedding. Now that you're going back, take a shower and get changed, it may be too late."

Gavin would never joke about the wedding, so Wendy stopped and turned around. "Since you know I might be late, have you come up with a solution?"

Gavin replied, "There are unopened washing supplies in the bathroom drawer. I asked someone to bring a clean set of clothes for you; they're on the shelf. You're welcome."

"Once you decided to bring me here, you had to be ready to be responsible for me." Wendy hummed. "I wasn't planning to thank you." Then, she disappeared from the room.

Gavin felt helpless; he secretly grumbled, complaining about how sharp and wicked she was.

On the other side-after Wendy got into the bathroom-she first looked around and checked everything out instead of taking a shower.

Electrical toothbrush, mouthwash, shaver, aftershave water and cream... These were all men's daily stuff. There was no sign of a woman residing.

Wendy felt satisfied and took out a set of washing supplies from the drawer. Then she turned on the tap and happily started to get washed.

Gavin knew it was a long process for a woman to wash, so he was ready to wait for her. But Wendy got out of the bathroom in less than thirty minutes.

Then he saw clearly what clothes his secretary had brought for Wendy. It was a simple white T-shirt and a pair of light-colored short jeans.

Her long dark hair was tied up behind her head with a rubber band. Some of it fell out and was still dripping slightly, which made her little beautiful face seem whiter and flawless.

Although Wendy wasn't very hot, she had a great physique. Her slim and long legs looked standard and tender in those jeans, which was extremely attractive in the morning light.

His Adam's apple moved and he silently looked aside. Then he pointed at the water and the pill bottle on the table. "Take two pills."

"I'm not ill. Why do I have to take pills?" Wendy rejected.

"Has this damned girl made up her mind to do everything against me?"

Gavin angrily clenched his teeth, "It's a hangover medicine! Do you want to go to the assembly hall with that heavy head?"

Wendy touched her head and felt its heaviness, so she ended up agreeing. Then she took the bottle to have a look. It was a kind of hangover drug from overseas.

She shook the bottle a bit. "Gavin, do you always have this kind of drug at home?"

"I have no choice, too many business meetings." Gavin looked at Wendy smilingly. "Are you feeling worried that I have to take pills all the time?"

Wendy gave Gavin a look of despise. "I'm not so bored."

Gavin thought, "... Damn it!"

They finished breakfast and it was already eight in the morning. Gavin took the car key and then led Wendy downstairs. They set off to the hall to get prepared.

The guard who was on duty downstairs smiled to Gavin the minute he saw them. "Mr. Gavin, I finally have the chance to see you taking your girlfriend back. Good for you." Then he greeted Wendy, "Miss, the next time you come, you can ask me to open the door for you if Mr. Gavin is not at home!"

"Girlfriend? The next time I came?"

Wendy was extremely confused! What was he talking about? She couldn't follow his words at all!