Before the painkillers were effective, Wendy's right hand had been getting more and more painful.

The pain came from the depths of her bones as if the hand bones had been broken into several pieces. Each piece was sharply and intensely painful. She did not even dare to touch her right hand because it would hurt even more.

Gavin saw that Wendy's face was getting paler and paler. He was thinking about how to distract her attention when he heard her say, "Gavin, sing a song for me. I remember that you could sing very well..."

In the middle of the night, a man was singing in the ward...

It sounded weird, but Wendy looked as if she was about to cry, so Gavin couldn't refuse her at all. He asked with a cold face, "What do you want to hear?"

Wendy said without hesitation, "I Like You. It's the most popular one recently!"

Judged from the look of expectation on her face, it was obvious that she did it on purpose.

Gavin's handsome face clouded. "I don't know how to speak the local dialect."

"Oh, that's right." Wendy thought for a moment and said, "You grew up in the U.S., and you must be able to sing My Love, right?"

"...Wendy." Gavin frowned, and there was a hint of faint warning in his tone. "Don't push your luck."

Wendy blinked her eyes innocently. "What are you talking about?" After a pause, she seemed to have just realized. "Oh, are you thinking of something wrong? I just like that song very much. I'm not asking you to confess your love to me with that song!"

Gavin couldn't bear it anymore. He knocked hard on Wendy's head and said, "Go to sleep!"

Wendy covered her aching head and looked at Gavin, aggrieved. She was trying to blackmail him, but Gavin had already seen through her.

"The airbag popped up. Except for your broken forehead, all other parts of the head are intact." Gavin said coldly, "Don't try to lie to me. Go to sleep."

"You are really... boring!"

Wendy lay down angrily. The painkillers had worked, and the pain in her hand was relieved. She looked at Gavin beside the bed and decisively closed her eyes.

One of the side effects of the painkillers was that it would make people fall asleep. It clouded Wendy's mind. She still wanted to say something to Gavin, but she couldn't help falling asleep.

The only thing that made her feel satisfied was that she could feel that until she fell asleep, Gavin was still sitting by her bed.

Even if Gavin didn't like her, he didn't hate her at least.

That was enough. She would stick to Gavin until he fell in love with her. Humph!

Seeing Wendy's tightly knitted brows gradually relax and her breathing gradually becoming steady and long, Gavin's uneasy heart temporarily returned to its original position.

He tucked Wendy in, put her left hand, which was casually placed outside the quilt, back into the warm quilt, and then went back to sleep on the sofa.

At this time, Chris's flight just landed at the International Airport of Arlington.

When he walked out of the airport, the driver had already opened the car door and was waiting for him. He sat in the back seat and asked, "Where is Freya?"

"Mrs. Su is at home." The driver started the car and said, "Miss Moore said that she could stay alone in the hospital, so Mrs. Su went home. Mr. Scott, are you going home or going to the hospital?"

"It's too late," Chris said, "let's go home first."

It was late at night at the airport, and there were few cars. After less than half an hour, the driver sent Chris back to the villa.

There were still a few lights on at home. Chris changed his shoes, stepped on the carpet, and quietly returned to the room.

Freya had fallen asleep, and the wall lamp beside the bed emitted a warm light, dimly shining on Freya's face, which made her glamourous facial features more charming.

Looking at Freya, Chris finally felt that his long and hard journey was over.

It was not because he had returned home, but because he had Freya at home.

Chris went to take a shower. When he came out of the bathroom, Freya had changed her sleeping position. He lay on the bed, and Freya opened her eyes and said with a sleepy voice. "You're back."

"Yeah." Chris held Freya in his arms. "Go to sleep."

Although Freya was sleepy, she kept only Chris in her mind. She asked in a daze, "Are you hungry? I asked the chef to prepare a midnight snack for you. It's in the refrigerator..."

"I already had dinner on the plane. I'm not hungry." Chris gently stroked Freya's shoulder and kissed her on her closed eyes. "Don't talk. Go to sleep."

"..."

Hearing Chris's words, Freya fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

Early in the next morning, Freya woke up from her dream-Chris seemed to be back!

She opened her eyes and sure enough, found herself lying in Chris's arms.

Chris often went on business trips. Sometimes, he would be away for a week, or at least two or three days. After many trips, Freya was used to his temporary departure, so she didn't feel that she missed him very much.

On the contrary, when Chris was not there, she would go home to accompany Mr. Norris and Mrs. Norris. Or she would go to Prime Villas to see the two little guys. After that, she would make an appointment with a few friends for afternoon tea. When she saw a task she was interested in, she would do it. She was living a free and easy life.

However, whenever Chris came back from abroad, upon seeing him standing in front of her again, she couldn't help being excited and wanted to rush over and hold him tightly.

It was only at this moment that she felt that she missed Chris very much, and she would even go to find him if he came back one day later.

It was so nice that when she began to miss him, he had already appeared.

Freya couldn't help rubbing against Chris's arms. She kissed his lips, but without being satisfied, she kissed his newly grown stubble. It was a little prickly, but she could really feel his existence.

Chris faintly felt that there was something wrong with his face, and then he felt Freya's breath.

He pressed his hand against Freya's shoulder, turned over, and left her under his body.

Freya was not surprised at all. It would be strange if Chris could still sleep after being harassed by her like this!

She smiled and hugged Chris with both arms. "Morning, did you miss me?"

She had just woken up, and there was no makeup on her face. Her skin was as tender and plump as a newborn baby's, but her face was glamourous and charming. Her every move was so attractive that it hit his soul.

Chris kissed her hard on the lips and gently picked off the shoulder straps of her pajamas. His hot hands wandered along her charming curves, and he told her with his actions how much he missed her.

Freya responded to Chris's kiss, and her hands were also restless as if she didn't want to admit defeat. Occasionally, she would raise the corners of her mouth and look at Chris. Her delicate and gorgeous appearance made Chris want to give his passionate love to her.

The next second, Chris put his impulse into action and straightened his back to occupy Freya's beauty.

Neither of them knew that a new life had come to them on this slightly cold morning.

...

After it was done, it was almost nine o'clock. Chris held Freya tightly in his arms and did not want to let go of her. Freya patted his hand and reminded him, "Wendy is in the hospital alone."

"Didn't you employ any caregivers for her?" Chris asked.

"It was already very late when the operation was over yesterday. She has to be transferred to another hospital today, and Joanne and I forgot about it." Freya patted her head in annoyance. "I will give her a call."

"Her cell phone is broken, and she can't get through." Chris took Freya's cell phone and put it back on the bedside table. He kissed her with dissatisfaction. "She has friends working in the hospital, and there are also nurses at least. Don't worry too much. But how is her injury?"

Freya was silent for a moment before she said, "The situation of her right hand is quite serious. The doctor said that it may be permanently damaged."

Chris said in an instantly chilling tone, "Permanently damaged?"

"She may not be able to hold the scalpel in the future," Freya said, "and we don't dare to tell her the truth. Brian and Joanne have already contacted better orthopedics doctors."

Now Chris's whole face clouded. "Get up first."

Freya knew without guessing that Chris was angry. She hurried to explain to him, "In fact, it's not all Gavin's fault. He just... Wendy treats him as... He and Wendy, they..."

Freya, who had always been eloquent, was tongue-tied at this time. She didn't know how to describe the whole thing.

Chris knew Freya and had already guessed the general situation from her intermittent words. "Wendy treats Gavin as?"

Freya closed her eyes and nodded. "Joanne guessed that the reason why Gavin trusted Blake was just to make Wendy give up on him. Anyway, we would have helped Wendy in the end. But no one expected that Wendy would do something stupid."

The coldness on Chris's face finally faded bit by bit. "Let's go to the hospital first. We'll talk about other things later."

At the same time, Gavin, who was sleeping on the sofa in the hospital, woke up.

Last night, he had sent a message to the driver, asking him to bring a set of clean clothes to the hospital this day. As soon as he woke up, he saw a reply from the driver, saying that he had taken the clothes to the hospital and could send them up at any time."

Gavin went to get his clothes. When he returned, he saw Wendy holding herself and sitting on the hospital bed with tears in her eyes.

He walked over with a few steps and couldn't hide his nervousness. "What's wrong?"

Wendy looked at Gavin with grievance and asked in a crying tone, "Where did you go?"

Gavin thought that Wendy was not feeling well, but it turned out that she was crying because she didn't see him when she woke up.

For a moment, Gavin didn't know whether to laugh or not. He lifted the bag in his hand and said, "To get the clothes."

Wendy replied with an "oh" and removed her look of grievances. She asked in confusion, "Since you've already asked someone to send clothes to you, why don't you ask it to send breakfast, by the way? I don't want to have breakfast in the hospital. It tastes flavorless and disgusting."

Gavin took out his cell phone and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Wendy thought for a moment and said, "The porridge and desserts of Moonlit Dine."

Gavin put down his clothes and made a phone call. After that, he told Wendy, "The breakfast will be sent over in 40 minutes."

Wendy smiled and opened her arms to Gavin with a bright look. "Then you carry me to brush my teeth first!"

"..." Gavin could just tell himself that he deserved to be enslaved.

After entering the bathroom, Wendy seemed to suddenly think of something. She looked at Gavin innocently and said, "Do you want to take a shower? Well, there is a shower curtain anyway. You can take a shower here to save time!"

Gavin narrowed his eyes, and knocked on Wendy's head. He put her down, and turned to walk out.

Before Wendy could say anything, she heard a "bang"-the bathroom door was slammed shut...

She was so shocked, and she shrank her shoulders. She squeezed some toothpaste on her toothbrush. While brushing her teeth, she complained about Gavin in her heart.

He knew that she was flirting with him, but he still didn't fall into the trap. Stupid!