During the meal, Blake gave full play to her good manners, and her every move at the dining table was elegant, as if she were an etiquette teacher.

Gavin also became a warm-hearted man who cared about his girlfriend. He not only served Blake soup and dishes, but also asked her if the food appealed to her.

If Blake nodded with satisfaction and said yes, Gavin would smile, and his smile could almost warm the snowy mountains in the South Pole.

Wendy suddenly felt that the delicious dishes on the table had lost their flavor.

This was a side of Gavin that she never knew.

It seemed that Gavin really fell in love with Blake, didn't he?

Because of love, he became so considerate and gentle, only to Blake, rather than anyone else.

Wendy pursed her lips. "Humph, I'm not jealous at all!"

After dinner, Gavin and Blake left early.

Wendy quickly sorted out her emotions and forced herself to forget how good Gavin was to Blake.

It was the last critical moment now. She couldn't expose herself in front of Joanne. She absolutely couldn't!

Aiden and Romy had fallen asleep, so they couldn't play with them. Thus, the group of adults had to eat fruit together.

The moment he sat down, Chris asked, "Is Gavin going to get married?"

Freya looked at Chris with curiosity. "Why do you ask that?"

Chris just said, "If Gavin is not going to get married, he wouldn't introduce his girlfriend to us. But is he certain about marrying this girl?"

"Wendy, don't you work with that girl?" Freya shifted her attention to Wendy and asked, "What do you think?"

"We're in different departments and I only come into contact with her occasionally." Wendy just said honestly, "Blake has a good character. She is very good at taking care of others and is well-educated. It will be a great honor for a man to go out with her. For Gavin, she's a good candidate for marriage."

"Our comments are meaningless. It all depends on Gavin in the end." Freya played with an apple and said, "If Gavin really likes Blake, they must get married."

Wendy's heart suddenly sank, but she looked very calm. She bit a red grape and nodded in deep agreement.

Freya and Chris drove Wendy home.

Wendy thought for a moment and said, "Do I need to get a car? It's a waste of time for you to drive me home."

"Just pick out a car from our garage," Freya said. "If you don't like any of them, you can pick one out from Joanne's house. Mr. Brian likes cars, and they have more top-grade cars!"

Wendy bit her lip. She was intrigued, but became upset when thinking about a key point, saying, "I have my Australian driver's license, but not a domestic one..."

"Give your international driver's license to Gavin," Chris said. "He's familiar with applying for a domestic driver's license. After getting the license, if you don't like the old car, you can buy a new one."

"Gavin is busy with love and work, so he should be very busy." Wendy rested her chin on her hand and thought for a while. Then she said, "I'll apply for it myself so I don't bother him."

The next day during lunch in the hospital, Wendy received a call from Gavin about her application for a domestic driver's license.

"Yes." Wendy asked in a daze, "Did my cousin-in-law tell you about that?"

Gavin replied with a "hmm", then said, "When you are free, give me your Australian license and I'll apply for a domestic one for you. You can get it in about three days. It won't be troublesome."

Wendy didn't stand on ceremony. "I'll give it to you after work!"

She originally thought that she could get off work on time that day, but when she was about to leave, the situation of a patient who just had an operation the day before suddenly worsened. Dr. Oliver and Dr. Torres went to try and save the patient together. She was pulled into the operating room as an assistant.

After the patient was saved, it was already past eight o'clock. A group of hungry people made an appointment to have hotpot. Wendy agreed to join them.

While walking out of the hospital, Wendy took out her mobile phone from the bag and saw more than a dozen missed calls from Gavin.

She was stunned and hurried to call him back, but before she could speak, she was shouted at by Gavin.

"Where are you? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

"... I just came out of the operating room." Wendy explained in a timid voice, "A patient who had an operation was not doing well. I just got off work after saving him for several hours."

Only then did Gavin say in a relaxed tone, "When will you send me your driver's license?"

"We're going to have hotpot. It's a little late." Wendy coughed and asked vaguely, "But if I go to see you later, will it be... convenient for you?"

"What if Blake is at Gavin's house? It's not proper for me to go there in the middle of the night."

"You think too much at such a young age." Gavin said grumpily, "I have to work overtime to deal with business today. I'm alone in the apartment. You can come straight here after having hotpot."

"Gavin isn't with Blake?"

Wendy was inexplicably pleased. "Yes, sir!"

"Don't eat too late."

Maybe it was because Wendy acted too obediently that Gavin's voice unconsciously softened, and he hung up the phone after giving her a few words of advice.

Just because of his last sentence, Wendy gave up her favorite food, hotpot, and left the restaurant early. She took a taxi and went straight to Gavin's apartment building.

The security guard still remembered Wendy, so he directly opened the elevator for her and let her go upstairs.

The elevator soon reached the top floor. Wendy rushed out and pressed hard on the doorbell of Gavin's house.

After a while, the high-tech security door was slowly pushed open, and Gavin, who was wrapped in a bath towel, appeared behind the door. His short black hair was still dripping with water.

Wendy had to admit that Gavin was the kind of person who looked thin in clothes and muscular when naked.

As soon as he took off his suit, his well-shaped abdominal muscles, attractive chest muscles, and beautiful lines of his shoulders were exposed.

Wendy didn't know why she felt a little thirsty. She swallowed her saliva and understood what was meant by: manly seduction.

However, Gavin was her brother. It seemed that she shouldn't have such a kind of reaction.

Only then did Wendy widen her eyes and look frightened, saying, "Gavin, why did you come out without putting on your clothes first?"

"Stop pretending." Gavin directly exposed Wendy. "You almost drooled just now."

Wendy wiped the corner of her mouth subconsciously. "Liar. There's nothing there at all!"

But since he had seen through her, she could admit it.

"You are really well-shaped." Wendy added, "If all the men in the world had the consciousness of keeping a good figure like you, the girls would be very happy!"

Gavin stepped aside and said, "Come in."

Wendy walked inside while looking for her driver's license in her bag. She was about to set it down when she saw a jewelry box on the tea table in the living room.

Cartier.

What was more eye-catching than this logo was the ring lying in the box.

An unmarried man, a ring...

Everyone on the Earth could guess what Gavin was going to do.

Her excitement and joy all disappeared immediately. Wendy felt as if she had suffered a heavy blow. Her heart kept sinking, as if it was going to sink into hell.

Seeing Wendy standing there in a daze with the license in her hand, Gavin pretended to know nothing and tapped her head. "What's wrong?"

"You..." Wendy pointed at the ring on the tea table and asked unnaturally, "are you going to propose to Blake?"

Gavin replied with a "hmm" then said in a tone of both certainty and sweetness, "I've made up my mind."

"But-" Wendy couldn't wait to say in an uncontrollably-trembling voice, "You haven't known each other for long!"

"So, we'll get engaged first." Gavin said, "We'll get along with each other for a while. As long as Blake agrees, I'll choose the time to hold a wedding."

Wendy looked at Gavin in a daze. She opened her mouth slightly and could not say a word for a long time.

Gavin could tell that Wendy was trying her best to control her emotions.

He believed that Wendy could control herself. At this moment, he also needed her to control herself.

However, Wendy's thoughts were in a tangle.

If Gavin and Blake got married, it meant that he would only belong to Blake forever.

They would give birth to lovely children like Brian and Joanne had and form a happy and complete family.

"Then, what about me?"

Wendy couldn't help thinking, "What should I do after Gavin and Blake get married?"

Must she live alone in a distant and strange Americand hold onto unrequited love?

Even if she could come back, she would have to watch Gavin and Blake be happy, right?

After Gavin married Blake, she would lose the right to get close to Gavin, wouldn't she?

Wendy's breathing became more and more rapid, and she almost couldn't control herself. She could only clench her hands hard into fists, and blue veins appeared on her white arms.

Gavin noticed that something was wrong and called Wendy. "Wendy?"

Wendy did not know if it was her illusion or not, but Gavin's voice sounded particularly gentle.

Gavin had always been loath to show his tenderness to her. In the future, he would only show his tenderness to Blake, wouldn't he?

Wendy subconsciously refused such a thing and blurted out, "No".

"..."

Gavin had thought that Wendy would control herself, tease him with a smile, and pretend to sincerely bless him.

That was enough. He did not need Wendy's sincere blessing. He just wanted her to give up on him.

But, she said no?

She had disguised herself for so long, but at the last moment, she couldn't control herself?

Gavin's thoughts were chaotic. When he looked at Wendy again, her eyes were already red.

Thus, Gavin was even more at a loss.

His reason told him that before Wendy said it, before it was too late, he should end this topic immediately, so that Wendy could regain her senses and keep her secret of having fallen in love with him.

However, his attention was fixed on Wendy's tears.

How many times had she cried secretly because of him?

If he interrupted her and woke up her senses in this way, how long would she secretly cry after she went back? How many Stilnox pills would she have to take before she could fall asleep?

The sharp heartache crushed his reason. In the end, Gavin still didn't stop Wendy.

As for Wendy, she had completely lost her mind.

She forgot about being related by blood. She only knew one thing: she didn't want Gavin to marry Blake, and she didn't want to see Gavin be so considerate to Blake, either.

Once, she had used up all her courage to let Gavin know her feelings for him, but she unexpectedly learned that Gavin was her brother.

After that, she didn't know how long she had been lost or how many times she had cried, and now she even needed sleeping pills to fall asleep.

However, Gavin told her that he would marry Blake after the engagement.

Just like what she had said to Connell, she could not bless Gavin.

On the contrary, if Gavin got married and had children, she would be loath to live.

"No." Wendy seemed to be rejecting some kind of harm. She grabbed Gavin's arm and looked at him pleadingly. "Gavin, don't marry Blake..."

"..." Gavin looked at Wendy and asked after a long silence, "Won't it be good to have her as your sister-in-law?"