At six o'clock the next morning, the operation was finally over.

When the doctors and nurses left the operating room, Wendy was the only one who was energetic. She pestered Dr. Oliver with questions about the operation.

Dr. Oliver smiled helplessly. "Wendy, aren't you tired?"

Wendy was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm okay!"

"It's great to be young."

Dr. Oliver sighed and then carefully explained about the operation to Wendy. Wendy listened very seriously and didn't even blink throughout the explanation.

When he walked to the door of the office, Dr. Oliver just finished the words.

Wendy nodded seriously and said, "I understand. Thank you, teacher!"

Dr. Oliver couldn't help laughing.

Wendy was too polite. It was not hard to see that she had an excellent family education since she was a child. She respected and thanked every senior from the bottom of her heart, and she was particularly interested in learning new bits of knowledge.

Most importantly, she was smart enough.

No matter how complicated it was, after he explained it to her in detail, she would be able to comprehend most of it, giving Dr. Oliver a sense of accomplishment.

Therefore, Dr. Oliver almost never refused any of Wendy's request.

Recently, there was a rumor that Dr. Torres wanted to date Wendy, but Dr. Oliver was not surprised.

It was normal for Dr. Torres to be interested in a girl who had potential in the professional field and had a good family background and character.

The only thing Dr. Oliver was worried about was that Dr. Torres would encounter many powerful opponents.

As soon as he returned to the office, Dr. Oliver texted Dr. Torres and told him that Wendy had been working on the operation overnight. It was the best time for him to care about Wendy.

Wendy knew nothing about that. After returning to the office, she had been thinking about what Dr. Oliver had just said to her. It was not until the girl on duty called her that she came back to her senses and looked at the girl blankly. "What's wrong?"

"I said it was time for you to go home!" The girl looked at Wendy, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Don't you feel tired after operating for the whole night?"

Most people would want to go home to sleep after a night's surgery, wouldn't they?

"I'm fine. I don't feel very tired!" Wendy looked excited. "Do you want me to tell you about the operation just now?"

"Stop!" The girl made a "stop" gesture. "I've been awake for a whole night. I'm not interested in those bloody stuff!"

"Okay." Wendy lowered her head and said to herself, "In fact, there are a lot of things worth studying and reviewing in this operation!"

"..." The girl looked at Wendy speechlessly. She thought that Wendy must have gone mad. She must have!

Wendy didn't find something wrong with herself at all. She stretched herself, and the joints of her whole shoulders and back made a sound. Only then did she feel that she was really a little tired.

She picked up her bag and left the office.

When she walked out of the building, she felt a chill. Wendy looked up and saw an unknown tree on the side of the sidewalk. The leaves on it had somehow turned a bit yellow without anyone noticing it.

Time passed really quickly. It was already early autumn, and the air was colder in the early morning and dusk than that in the hot summer.

Wendy wrapped her arms around herself and rubbed her palms on her empty arms. When she stepped down the steps, she suddenly heard a familiar voice calling her name.

"Wendy."

Wendy's eyes followed the sound and saw Dolly getting out of a taxi.

She was stunned for a few seconds before she came to her senses. "Mom, why are you here?"

"I'm here to pick you up." Dolly waved at Wendy. "Let's go. I'll take you to have breakfast first."

Wendy had always been a careless person. Besides, she had been busy for the whole night, so she had long forgotten about the dinner last night. She ran to Dolly with a smile and got in the taxi.

Dolly tidied Wendy's messy hair and asked, "Are you tired?"

Wendy raised the corner of her mouth, and her smile was brighter than the morning sun outside the window. "I feel a little tired now. But I don't feel tired at all during the operation!"

"You're too serious, aren't you?" After a pause, Dolly added, "You've been like your father since you were a child. You're very serious, no matter what you do. Once you're serious, you'll forget about the time and tiredness."

Wendy pursed her lips and said, "Isn't it good to be like my dad?"

Dolly knew that Wendy had always liked her father, so she didn't say anything. She asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat?"

Wendy stretched her sore neck and said, "I'm so hungry that I will eat anything placed in front of me..."

Dolly laughed and said the name of a restaurant. She asked the driver to drive faster.

The driver was a straightforward middle-aged man. He stepped on the accelerator and sent Dolly and her daughter to the restaurant in less than 15 minutes.

On the way there, Dolly had already called to order the dishes. As soon as they sat down, the restaurant manager asked someone to serve the dishes. Wendy ate several small steamed buns in succession before she looked up and smiled with satisfaction. "It's delicious!"

Dolly poured Wendy a cup of tea and said, "Don't hurry. You don't have to go back to work today, right?"

"It depends on whether it will be busy in the department," Wendy said, "if they are unable to finish the work, I may have to go back in the afternoon. If they're not busy, I won't go back."

Dolly nodded. "After graduation, if you don't want to go back to Australia, you can go to your cousin-in-law's private hospital to work. At least you won't be so tired."

Wendy took a sip of porridge and said, "... We can talk about it in the future."

In fact, it wasn't very likely for her to stay in Arlington.

She didn't want to stay here to see Gavin in love with another woman. What if she lost control and rushed up to sabotage his relationship with a new girlfriend?

After breakfast, Dolly took a taxi to drive Wendy back to her apartment.

When they reached the apartment building, Wendy found that Dolly had followed her out of the car. She was confused and asked, "Mom, don't you want to go back?"

"I'll go upstairs and have a look. I can also help you tidy up the house," Dolly said, "You've been busy with work and studying for the postgraduate examinations recently. I don't think you had time to clean up the house."

"It's okay." Wendy said with a smile, "The apartment is very big, and there are many places to store things. It doesn't look messy at all!"

Dolly had no choice but to drag Wendy upstairs.

She was right. The apartment was indeed a little messy, but it was just that the things were scattered in disorder, and the shoes were not arranged. Wendy was a doctor, so she would not allow such things as dust or odor to appear.

Dolly helped Wendy with tidying her things. When Wendy finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, she warmed a glass of milk for her and said, "Mom has something to tell you."

Wendy took a sip of the milk and sat casually on the armrest of the sofa. "What are you going to tell me?"

She couldn't help guessing if Dolly had decided to tell her that Gavin was her elder brother.

Dolly looked at Wendy and said slowly, "You didn't know that mom could cook before, did you?"

Wendy nodded. "Yes!" There was only curiosity on her beautiful face. "I was shocked when I ate the steamed fish you cooked yesterday. Why haven't you shown your cooking skills at home before?"

Dolly said, "There's a reason..."

"I know." Wendy laughed heartily. "You were busy. I remember that when I was in high school, I didn't see you for several consecutive days. Dad said that you were working overtime in the company and that you were going to Singapore to talk about the business affairs the next day. Since you were so busy, how could you have the time to go into the kitchen to cook?"

Wendy's tone and expression showed nothing abnormal at all. It seemed that she really didn't mind that she had never tasted Dolly's cooking skills. She really understood that Dolly had been too busy.

Dolly didn't explain further. She smiled and said, "Well, go to sleep. I'll tidy up the room for you and leave."

Wendy hugged Dolly with satisfaction and said, "Thank you for your hard work, mom!"

After that, she let go of Dolly, yawned, and went back to the room.

It was not until Wendy closed the door that she stopped smiling and fell on the bed, looking tired.

She didn't want to know the real reason why Dolly never cooked for her. She would rather believe that Dolly was so busy that she forgot to cook...

With that in mind, Wendy wrapped herself in the quilt and closed her eyes.

She was so tired that she fell asleep soon.

Outside the room, it didn't take Dolly much time to put away the things for Wendy.

Looking at the clean and tidy living room, she couldn't help laughing-Wendy's habit of placing things was still the same.

Wendy was right about one thing-she was very busy.

So Wendy seldom saw her when she was a child because when she went out, Wendy wouldnt have woken up, and Wendy would have fallen asleep by the time she returned home.

At that time, the only thing she could do for Wendy was to tidy up her schoolbag, clothes, and some daily necessities.

So she was very clear about her habit of placing stuff.

After tidying up, Dolly went to the bathroom to wash her hands and returned to Wendy's room.

The thick curtain in front of the French windows blocked the light. The whole room was as dark as night. Wendy's breathing was quiet and long, which showed that she was sleeping soundly.

Dolly walked to the bedside and sat down. She gently pushed the hair on Wendy's cheek with her fingers and looked at her sleeping face. Her eyes were softer than ever.

There were so many things that she didn't know how to talk to Wendy.

Because once she opened her mouth, it was inevitable that Wendy would be hurt.

In particular, she didn't know if this kind of hurt would accompany Wendy for the rest of her life, just like how Winfred's departure hurt her.

Wendy was very fine now. She had her favorite job and families who cared for her. Although her life of love life was blank, Dolly never doubted that she would meet a gentle and considerate person who would take care of her for the rest of her life.

In this case, she might have to continue to keep it a secret from Wendy and let her continue this carefree life.

When there came a day that she couldn't keep the secret anymore, she could tell Wendy everything by that time.

Dolly tucked Wendy in the quilt and got up to leave her apartment.

Outside the apartment, the leaves of the trees were slightly yellow, and there was a trace of imperceptible coolness in the wind. However, the temperature of the sun was still high. Without careful observation, it was difficult to find that the autumn had arrived.

Now that the autumn had arrived, winter couldn't be too far away.

Dolly didn't like winter. It was too cold, especially in Arlington. It was so cold when it snowed that she suspected that there would be no warmth in her life.