Wesley's voice came from the phone and also the door. "I'm back."

The surround sound had a shocking effect. Yuna was stunned.

From the morning till now, Wesley had been away from Arlington for twelve hours, equaling to half a day.

Yuna felt nothing but that the villa had become a little emptier.

During half the day, she didn't even think of Wesley.

Until this moment, until she really heard Wesley's voice, she didn't realize that if Wesley didn't return soon, she would really start to miss him.

Without him, their temporary home... didn't seem to be complete.

Wesley hung up the phone and strode straight to Yuna. His every step was so firm. She was therefore tempted.

Yuna was still stunned as if she couldn't believe that Wesley had returned.

Wesley stopped in front of Yuna and looked down at her with a touch of playfulness in his deep and serene eyes.

He suddenly leaned over and approached Yuna. "Your reaction is different from what I imagined."

Yuna looked up into Wesley's eyes and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Wesley said, "I imagined that you would welcome me back in other ways."

"..." Yuna shrugged and smiled innocently. "It's not my fault. You're too imaginative."

How could Wesley have time to secretly imagine how she would welcome him back?

Yuna suddenly became curious. "Wesley, how do you think I will welcome you? Do you want me to use the same way as primary school students welcome their classmates back?"

Wesley tilted his head and pressed his warm lips close to Yuna's ear. "We're both adults. Of course, you should welcome me back like adults usually do."

Suddenly, there was a hint of ambiguity in the air.

Yuna's ear was itchy, and she was not used to it and avoided it. "Wesley, except for those dirty things, is there anything else in your mind?"

Wesley stared at Yuna and said frankly, "No... at this moment."

His frankness did come so fast like a tornado that Yuna couldn't resist it.

Fortunately, Emily ran downstairs.

The little boy was surprised to see Wesley. "Eek! Mr. Mu, you're back!"

"Yep." Wesley said, "Sorry, I'm late."

"Well, it doesn't matter!" Emily smiled and said, "Mr. Lambert told me that you were delayed by something!"

Only then did Wesley realize that this kid was more sensible than he had imagined.

He motioned for Emily to go to the living room. "I'll play games with you."

Emily looked at the time and tilted his head. "Aren't you tired? Even if you're not, I'm going to sleep."

Aunt Helen came downstairs and pulled Emily away. "Emily's right. It's too late to play games now. Little Seven, you are in your thirties, but you are not as sensible as a four-year-old child. Emily, I will take you to take a bath."

"Okay." Emily strode upstairs with Aunt Helen and asked curiously, "Granny Helen, is Mr. Mu in his thirties?"

Aunt Helen nodded. "Yeah."

Emily stuck out his tongue. "Mr. Mu is so old..."

Compared with Emily, who was four years old, Wesley was indeed not young. At this thought, Aunt Helen didn't refute Emily.

Wesley's anger rose in an instant. He wanted to catch Emily and tell him the difference between "old people" and "adults".

However, Aunt Helen was holding the little boy's hand. He was likely to be scolded before he did anything.

"Ahem!"

Yuna couldn't help coughing after holding back her laughter for a long time. Wesley looked at her, and he had glanced at the smile on her face before she became calm.

Wesley got even angrier, and he approached Yuna and asked, "It's so funny, huh?"

He always gave off a kind of aura. To put it bluntly, it was a kind of aura from cool, serious, and masculine men, which was pleasant to smell and sexy.

As he approached Yuna, the aura also turned on her.

Yuna's heart suddenly beat wildly, but she couldn't let Wesley see her shyness!

"Ahem..." Yuna pretended to emphasize seriously, "In Emily's eyes, you may be old. But, I think you're good at this age, really!"

"What's the good thing about me?" Wesley forced Yuna into a corner and locked her with his arms and body. "Say it out, and I'll let you go."

Having been "locked" by Wesley for so long, Yuna had basically figured out his tricks.

Wesley was probably going to talk dirty again.

She couldn't retreat, or she would be dragged onto the bed.

Thinking of that, Yuna looked into Wesley's eyes and said with a hollow laugh, "We match each other in terms of age! It's perfect for us to be together!"

Wesley's hand went down and stopped on Yuna's shoulder ambiguously. "Don't we match each other in other aspects than age?"

Yuna became angry and gave Wesley a push. "It's improper to force others to praise you. You're even an adult!"

Wesley smiled and said, "Then let's do something suitable and proper for adults to do."

Yuna knew what Wesley was referring to. She subconsciously wanted to run away, but Wesley kissed her lips first.

Wesley kissed her very hard.

He had been teasing Yuna all the time, so he hadnt been able to tell her that he missed her.

He went back to Glasgow to repair the memory card left by Wendy's parents.

The company's engineer said that it was damaged seriously and that it would take some time to repair it. If he was in a hurry to know the contents of the memory card, it would be best if he could stay and repair it together with the engineer.

He immediately thought of Yuna.

He was worried that Yuna was left alone in Arlington. He was not sure whether he was afraid that she would escape or that Rowdy would come to take her away.

He was only sure that he couldn't leave Yuna alone in Arlington.

Yuna must be within his sight.

Wesley told the engineer something about the card, then went back to the company to deal with some things, and immediately rushed back to Arlington. He even had dinner on the helicopter.

Thinking of that, Wesley bit Yuna's lips with moderate force.

"Hiss!" Yuna gave Wesley a push. "What are you doing?"

Damn! Could he not bite her on the spur of the moment?

"The meal on the helicopter tasted bad, so I'm not full." Wesley stroked Yuna's chin and looked at her meaningfully. "I want to eat some snacks."

Yuna almost spat out a mouthful of blood. "Wesley, you are the midnight snack!"

Wesley was not angry at all. "I'm standing in front of you. Do you want to eat me?"

"No appetite!"

Yuna refused him decisively. Then she bent her knees and squatted down, trying to escape.

Wesley reacted very quickly. He stopped Yuna and looked at her leisurely. "Where are you going?"

"..." Yuna stretched her legs and argued, "I've been standing here for too long, and I cannot feel my legs, so I want to exercise."

Wesley seemed to believe Yuna's words and asked, "Do you want to do some exercises for another part?"

Yuna didn't react in time. "Where?"

Wesley stared at Yuna's lips and said, "Here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed Yuna.

"Uhh!"

Yuna protested loudly, but her protest was ineffective. She had nowhere to escape, and could only raise her head and bear Wesley's barbaric plunder.

At this time, footsteps came from the second floor, and they were getting closer and closer. It should be Aunt Helen who was coming downstairs.

"Wesley!" Yuna called him in a vague voice, trying to let him release her.

If their elder saw them kissing in the living room, it would create a bad effect!

Wesley turned a deaf ear to her words. Instead, when Yuna opened her mouth, he stuck his tongue straight into it and wantonly squeezed Yuna's sweetness.

His tongue seemed to be able to taste Yuna's unique sweetness, and it was obsessed with her lips.

Yuna gave up struggling. It was probably one of Wesley's guilty pleasures that the more she struggled, the more he would enjoy the feeling of controlling her.

Forget it. She didn't care if Aunt Helen saw them kissing. Anyway, she was not the only one who lost face!

Wesley had calculated the time right. The moment Aunt Helen came downstairs, he let go of Yuna and pretended that nothing had happened.

However, Aunt Helen still saw it.

Seeing Wesley's look, Aunt Helen could only pretend not to see it and keep calm. "Are you hungry? I'll prepare some snacks for you."

Snacks...

Yuna's blood all rushed up as if to spurt out of her throat.

Why did Aunt Helen mention this word of "snacks"?

Wesley smiled and said, "Aunt Helen, don't bother. We'll eat something else."

"You've prepared something to eat?" Aunt Helen nodded. "Okay, I won't prepare it."

Wesley didn't speak and carried Yuna upstairs.

Yuna didn't expect Wesley to dare to do this in front of Aunt Helen. She exclaimed, "Wesley!"

Wesley remained unmoved. He entered the room and elbowed the door backward. With a "bang" sound, the door was closed, giving people infinite reverie...

Aunt Helen went to get a glass of water, sat down on the sofa, and drank water slowly.

The young today were really, really...

Thinking of this, Aunt Helen laughed.

She was used to seeing Wesley being cold-blooded, ruthless, and decisive. Maybe she hadn't been used to seeing Wesley being emotional for the time being.

What could not be denied was that Wesley seemed to be happier than ever.

This was enough.

Aunt Helen put away the glass in the kitchen and went upstairs to sleep.

The night was getting darker, and it was quiet at the mountaintop. Chris also took Freya back to the house that Joanne had prepared for them.

An idea occurred to Freya. She jumped on Chris's back, saying, "You carry me!"

On a cold night at the top of the mountain in winter, under the starlight and moonlight, she lay prone on Chris's back, which sounded very romantic!

Chris had been used to Freya's sudden idea. He carried her on his back and slowly stepped forward.

Freya put her arms around Chris's neck and rested her chin on his shoulder. "Let's stay here for a few days."

Chris asked, "Do you like it here?"

"Yep." Freya said, "I like this place very much at present."

Chris said, "Then we'll stay until you no longer like this place."

Freya deliberately scared Chris. "What if I like it all the time?"

Chris replied with great certainty, "You won't."

He had known Freya for so many years. Except for him, Freya always had a three-minute passion for anything else. She would find a new target in a few days.

It seemed that it was his greatest happiness that Freya fell in love with him at first sight and then loved him for more than ten years.