Joanne picked up her phone and waved it in front of others.

"Damn it!" Freya couldn't help cursing. "Wendy desperately let me down!"

She had thought that Wendy could hold on for at least two days.

She didn't expect that the little girl would expose herself so soon.

"Calm down. Remember to use polite language before your baby." Joanne added, "Maybe Gavin called me not for Wendy?"

Freya thought about it and said, "Put your phone on speaker. Let's listen to Gavin first."

Joanne answered the phone and put it on speaker. She asked in a calm tone, "Gavin, what's the matter?"

Gavin said, "Wendy is bathing."

"Huh?" Joanne pretended not to understand Gavin's words. "So?"

Gavin then said bluntly, "So, you can tell me what Wendy is hiding from me."

Sure enough, Wendy had already exposed herself!

Freya was puzzled and interrupted, "Gavin, how could you be sure that Wendy must be hiding something from you?"

"Freya? Are you and Chris at the mountaintop?" Gavin smiled. "Now, I'm very sure."

"Hey!" Freya knocked on the table. "Don't beat around the bush. How did you find it out?"

"Wendy eats little these days," said Gavin. "Now, she only eats half as much as she did. Also, she suddenly said at noon that she needed to calm down."

Freya patted her forehead. "What a silly girl! She could have hidden in the wardrobe to cool herself down. Why did she have to say it out?"

"Joanne, tell me what Wendy is hiding from me," Gavin continued to ask Joanne.

"The truth... is quite shocking." Joanne decided to first let Gavin be mentally prepared. "Are you sure you want me to tell you now?"

Gavin didn't answer, and some scenes reappeared in his mind-

Wendy, who had always had a freewheeling attitude to eating and drinking, suddenly said she was afraid of getting fat.

Wendy, who had always been natural and frank, suddenly answered the phone away from him, with her eyes full of obvious excitement and joy.

Wendy, who was not interested in music, came back from outside while humming Marry You.

When these clues were drawn together, an idea occurred to Gavin.

Indeed, it was very shocking.

Gavin was not very sure about his guess. He asked, "Is Wendy planning to hold the wedding?"

"You guessed right." Joanne sighed in disappointment. "I wanted to tell you the truth word by word so that you could be greatly shocked."

"..." It took Gavin a long time to restore his capabilities of speaking. "It is indeed a great shock for me..."

"I understand." Joanne smiled. "When Wendy came to tell me that she was going to hold the wedding, I felt the same way as you do now."

"How much of... your plan has been implemented?" There was still a touch of obvious shock in Gavin's voice.

"We guessed that you would learn it, so the plan is just on the preliminary stage." Joanne continued, "Freya bought the wedding dress and jewelry for Wendy. As for the rest, we want to consult with you."

Gavin breathed a sigh of relief. "Thankfully."

Joanne didn't understand what he meant, so she asked somewhat nervously, "Gavin, what are you going to do?"

She was worried that Gavin was unwilling to marry Wendy.

If Gavin refused Wendy, even if he did it for Wendy's good, Wendy would still be very upset.

Gavin was not in a cheerful situation, and Wendy knew it better than anyone else.

However, Wendy still wanted to be Gavin's wife.

It showed that in her mind, becoming Gavin's wife was more important than anything else.

This was also the reason why Joanne did not stop Wendy. On the contrary, she could understand Wendy's mood, and she hoped that Gavin could agree to marry Wendy.

However, Gavin actually breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the preparations for the wedding had just begun.

Gavin's reaction... made her worry about Wendy.

Joanne held her breath and waited. After a long time, Gavin's voice finally came.

"Last time, you cooperated with Wendy and gave me a surprise. This time, please cooperate with me. It's my turn to give Wendy a surprise."

Hearing that, Joanne was stunned and then smiled.

She had misunderstood Gavin. He just said "thankfully" because he was glad that he still could do something for Wendy. He didn't mean to refuse Wendy.

"Okay. We'll cooperate with you." Joanne asked, "So, what are you going to do?"

"Wendy is almost done with her shower." Gavin said, "I'll call you tomorrow."

"No problem. Call me tomorrow."

Joanne hung up the phone, and her eyes were filled with joy. "Since Gavin has agreed, we have nothing to worry about. Let's put our mind at rest and prepare for their wedding."

Freya said, "You are responsible for planning, and I am responsible for implementing the plan! With our tacit understanding, we can definitely give Wendy a perfect and unforgettable wedding."

Joanne glanced at Chris subconsciously. "Freya, my brother may not agree to your arrangement."

Freya turned around and tried to persuade Chris. "Mr. Scott, you must believe that my arrangement is the best."

Chris responded quickly. "I can make better arrangements."

Seeing that she failed to persuade Chris this way, Freya immediately changed her strategy and made an analysis. "It's neither convenient nor safe for Joanne to leave this place at all. I have gone through the period of fetus nurture, and I need to do more exercise. I'm the right person to make arrangements for Wendy's wedding."

"I have a better choice," said Chris. "You and Joanne are responsible for planning and making the final decisions. I will send people to do the rest."

Freya really wanted to personally make arrangements for Wendy's wedding, and she cast a pleading look at Joanne.

Joanne's words would probably work.

But Joanne lowered her head and drank the soup, pretending not to receive Freya's signal for help.

"..." Freya felt that her friendship with Joanne was collapsing.

At this time, Yuna suddenly said, "Let's decide where to hold the wedding first. I have a suggestion that it should be held at the top of the mountain, where Rowdy can't ruin the wedding."

Joanne looked at Brian. "What do you think?"

Brian answered with a "yep". "The mountaintop is the most suitable and safest place."

"Then the wedding will be held at the top of the mountain," said Joanne. "Leave the rest to Freya and me. You can send a few people to me."

"Okay." Brian said. "If you're short-handed, just let me know. Don't be too tired."

Joanne compressed her lips and smiled. "Got it."

After dinner, Brian and Chris went upstairs to the study, probably to discuss something. Yuna took Emily back.

Martha and Simon were taking care of two babies. Joanne was seldom free, so she took Freya out for a walk.

The wind at the top of the mountain was cold and clean, and just like a stream free of pollution, no matter how cold it was, it was not annoying.

Freya asked Joanne, "Are you used to living here?"

"At first, I thought I wouldn't get used to it." Joanne smiled and added, "However, Aiden and Romy are here, and Brian is here too. Except for different garden scenery, I feel that there is no difference between Prime Villas and here."

"That's good." Freya looked around and said, "Since Chris doesn't allow me to hold Wendy's wedding in person, I'll stay here for a few days. I can plan the details of the wedding with you."

Joanne called the manager of the club here and asked him to get a house ready. The closer to her house, the better.

The manager thought for a moment and said, "What do you think about the house where Special Assistant Gavin and Miss Moore lived? It has just been cleaned, and it's right next door to you."

Joanne took Freya to the house next door. "Let's see the house and discuss how to arrange Gavin's and Wendy's wedding house."

While Freya and Joanne were discussing it in the villa, Yuna and Emily were distressing themselves at home.

"Auntie Yuna, when will Mr. Mu come back?"

Emily blinked his innocent and pure eyes, and his worried and expectant tone made Yuna feel sorry for him.

However, Yuna couldn't lie to Emily, so she could only say, "I don't know."

"You can call Mr. Mu," said Emily. "Don't you want to know?"

Yuna was choked. Had her idea been seen through by a four-year-old child?

What a loser!

Feeling embarrassed, Yuna gave her phone to Emily. "You know Mr. Mu's number. Call him yourself!"

Emily blinked his eyes and obediently dialed a number.

The phone had only rung once before it was picked up. Wesley's deep and magnetic voice was heard, "Hello?"

Emily covered his mouth and snickered before running away.

Yuna looked at her phone and froze on the sofa.

Emily actually played such a trick.

Who taught him that? When did this child become mischievous?

"Yuna?" Wesley asked in a calm and puzzled tone.

Yuna suddenly felt shy. She poked the phone screen to hang up the phone.

Before she could take a sigh of relief, she realized that something was wrong-

"It becomes evident that I was feeling shy, doesn't it?"

Thinking about it, Yuna called again and explained, "Just now, it was Emily."

"Oh." Wesley's voice was low, and it was hard to tell whether he believed her or not. "If it was Emily, why are you talking to me?"

"..." Yuna didn't know how to explain.

Wesley laughed happily. "Yuna, if you miss me, just say it out."

"It was Emily!" Yuna denied. "Emily misses you more!"

After that, Yuna found that there seemed to be something wrong with her last sentence.

When she reacted, it was already too late.

Wesley spoke ahead of her. "So, you really miss me."

His focus was not on Emily at all, but on whether Yuna missed him or not.

Yuna closed her eyes, neither admitting it nor denying it. She just asked, "When will you come back? Emily is still waiting for you."

Wesley did not answer her question but asked, "What about you? What are you doing?"

"I..." Yuna stuttered, and finally, her voice softened. "When you left, I told you that I would wait for you to come back, didn't I?"

"..."

For a long time, Wesley's voice was not heard on the phone.

Yuna waited for a while and couldn't help calling him, "Wesley?"

"..." Wesley still didn't speak.

Yuna panicked and suddenly stood up. "Wesley, what's wrong with you? Answer me!"

At this time, she heard familiar footsteps at the door, and Wesley's voice came from the phone and also the door. "I'm back."