As expected, she heard Harold sigh, "Alexander's had it rough. His parents died in a car accident, and now his younger brother's facing this tragedy.If he really goes blind..."

Sure enough, the man was none other than the famous CEO of the Turner Group.Alexander.

The Turner Group had been a dominant force in the business world,especially in recent years, and all of that success was thanks to Alexander's strategic brilliance.

Rumors had it that Alexander,despite his cold and imposing exterior, was deeply loyal and decisive, yet very low-key. Many people were curious about him.

After Alexander left, Harold heard about Wendy's divorce and felt a mix of emotions.

Wendy was the descendant of one of his friends and his star student in college. She had solid professional knowledge and strong practical skills.

Among all his students, she was the only one with the talent to truly take over his position.

But she gave up her studies for Ethan, got married early, and abandoned her medical career halfway, which Harold always regretted.

Now, seeing Wendy divorced but in good spirits, without a trace of despondency, Harold felt relieved.

"Wendy, you were one of the best students at Horizon Medical College. If you hadn't been held back, you would have achieved great things in

medical research by now."

"Now that you have some free time, have you thought about returning to the field? You were only a year away from completing your internship.With some effort, you could quickly get back on track," Harold said,looking at her with hopeful eyes.

Wendy had been considering this, and hearing Harold's words, her eyes lit up.She agreed without hesitation, "Professor Taylor, although I haven't continued my studies in recent years, I still have the basics. I plan to pursue medical research."

Harold nodded in satisfaction. "That's great. Starting next week, you can intern at Blue Ridge Medical Center where I work. You'll rotate through different departments to catch up on what you missed, and then you can follow me."

Medical internships required rotations through various departments, which were a crucial part of medical education.'

By interning in different departments, medical students could gain a comprehensive understanding of hospital operations and the work in each department.

The duration of internships in each department varied depending on the school's and hospital's requirements, usually ranging from one to three months.

Wendy nodded excitedly.

Susan,standing nearby, was also happy for Wendy and gently patted her shoulder.

Harold then inquired about Wendy's health. knowing she had liver cancer.

He expressed his concern and assured her that she could receive treatment at Blue Ridge Medica Center while interning, with the treatment costs covered at internal rates.

It was worth noting that Blue Ridge Medical Center, where Harold worked,was one of the top three hospitals globally. They accepted very few interns each year, making it extremely difficult to secure an internship there.

Moreover, the doctors and facilities were top-notch. Interning and receiving treatment there was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Wendy was deeply moved by Harold's arrangements, her eyes welling up with tears.

Harold gently patted her hand and said warmly, "Don't cry, Wendy. I'm counting on you to take over for me."

"Thank you, Professor Taylor!" Wendy chokedout.

Susan was also happy for her. The three of them chatted for a long time.and Harold even invited them to stay for lunch.

By the time they left, it was already afternoon.

On the weekend, Susan didn't have to work.

She was an avid tennis fan and had been eagerly anticipating a tennis open. She insisted on taking Wendy along.

Wendy thought she could use some fresh air and a change of scenery,so she agreed and even prepared comfortable casual clothes in advance.

The next day,Susan drove to pick up Wendy. They chatted and laughed along the way, reminiscing about the thrilling moments from past matches.

and soon arrived at the stadium.

They arrived early, and the audience was still trickling in.

This event was quite influential in the industry, attracting many well-known figures.

Wendy followed Susan to their VIP seats and started flipping through the event materials they had prepared.

As they settled in, they heard a familiar voice, "Ethan, Lydia, you guys are here too?"

"Lydia's been feeling cooped up lately. She loves tennis, so I thought this would be a good chance to get her out," Ethan replied.

Wendy's heart skipped a beat, and she looked over to see David warmly greeting Ethan and Lydia.

David noticed Wendy and called out in surprise, "Wendy, you're here too?"

He immediately regretted it, glancing nervouslyat Ethan's expression.

Ethan instinctively looked up, his gaze landing on Wendy, and his heart stirred.

Wendy had her hair casually tied in a low ponytail, her face bare of makeup, yet her eyes held a calm and relaxed look.

She wore simple, elegant casual -clothes, exuding an airof ease and confidence.

She was completely different from the timid housewife she used to be.

Ethan hadn't seen her like this in a long time, and he frowned slightly、"

What are you doing here?"

Susan, seeing this, glared at Ethan and snapped, "What, you can bring your mistress around,but Wendy can't come to relax?"

"Ms. Hill. Ethan didn't mean it that way. It's just that Ethan and Wendy are divorced, and Wendy doesn't know much about tenmis. Coming here just to watch Ethan seems a bitinappropriate," Lydia chimed in.

As soon as Lydia finished speaking, not only did Ethan's eyes show annoyance, but there were also whispers around them, assuming Wendy was here to cling to Ethan.

The surrounding crowd, mostly wealthy young people, knew a bit about Ethan and Wendy's situation.

Over the years, Ethan had never brought Wendy to public events,effectively never acknowledging her as "Mrs. Collins".

Now that they were divorced, Wendy's presence seemed desperate and out of place to them.

Susan was furious and stepped forward to confont Lydia, "Bullshit..."

Wendy pulled her back by the sleeve, stopping her. She smiled at Lydia and Ethan, "Sorry, you're overthinking it. I'm really just here to watch the match."

With that, she pulled Susan to sit down, ignoring Ethan and the others.

The match soon began, with players exchanging powerful shots on the court. The tennis ball zipped through the air, and each spectacular play drew cheers from the audience.

Wendy and Susan were engrossed, their emotions rising with the match's intensity, cheering passionately for their favorite players.

Not far away, Ethan sat in the VIP section, occasionally using binoculars to watch the match. When he put them down, his face was somber, and he remained silent for a long time.

He never expected that the Wendy he saw as weak and reserved could be so passionate and lively.

After the match, the audience began to leave, and Wendy and Susan got up to go.

Just then, Lydia, accompanied by a few followers,walked over slowly with a smug look on her face, "Wendy, fancy seeing you here again. You were cheering so loudly earlier. What, trying to get Ethan's attention after the divorce? Dream on!"

Susan was livid and rushed forward, "What the hell are you talking about!Do you want me to tear your mouth apart?"

Wendy gently held Susan back, her expression calm as she looked at Lydia.a faint smile on her lips, "Ms. Green, I'm just here to watch a match. Are you feeling guilty, coming over to provoke me?"

Lydia's face changed slightly, and just as she was about to retort, Ethan stepped forward, looking a bit embarrassed, "Alright, that's enough. Stop arguing."

But Lydia wasn't willing to let Wendy off so easily. She rolled her eyes and smirked, "Wendy, since you love tennis so much, why don't we have a match? Let's see if you can back up your words with actions."

Before Wendy could respond, there was a slight commotion at the

entrance of the stadium.

Everyone turned to see Alexander pushing a wheelchair out of the VIP room, with his blind brother, Chris Turner, sitting in it.