The man who called himself Patrick rubbed his large belly and reached out his greasy hand to grab Wendy's chin.

Wendy's eyes flashed with anger. Her slender hand shot out like lightning,gripping Patrick's thick wrist with precision.

Patrick, a burly guy standing at 6'3", was caught off guard by her seemingly delicate grip.

He winced in pain, unable to move, his face turning pale. "You bitch! That hurts like hell!"

Francis, standing nearby, was wide-eyed with shock.

He whispered to Alexander, "Man, who would've thought Wendy, looking so delicate, had this kind of skill?"

Alexander was equally surprised by Wendy's ability.

Having practiced Sanda since childhood. he recognized that Wendy was using a professional joint lock technique, executed with precision and efficiency.

Susan glanced at the group of men with a smirk, thinking to herself,'These guys have really picked the wrong fight today. Messing with Wendy is like asking for trouble!'

Ever since Wendy was dragged into an alley by some drunkards during her college days, although she was luckily saved by Ethan, the incidlent left a deep scar on her.

From that moment on, she secretly enrolled in a Sanda class and trained

for several years.

Even after marrying Ethan and getting caught up in household chores, she never slacked off in her training.

Only Susan and Jessica knew about this; even Ethan was unaware.

"Get lost!" Wendy didn't want to cause too much trouble in the newly opened bar.

She flung Patrick's hand away and coldly spat out the words through gritted teeth.

Susan immediately grabbed a wet wipe from the table and handed it to Wendy with.a grin.

Wendy took it and, in front of Patrick and his men, wiped her hands meticulously, even cleaning under her nails, as if the men before her were a pile of disgusting trash.

Patrick was thoroughly humiliated, his face flushing with anger.

"You bitch! You don't know what's good for you! Get them! Drag these two women out of here. Tonight, they'll learn to beg for mercy!"

Outnumbering them,really?

Wendy frowned slightly, ready to take action.

"Who dares to touch her?"

A deep,magnetic male voice resonated, elegant and captivating like the low notes of a cello.

Everyone turned towards the source of the voice, seeing a tall, handsome

man approaching.

He wore a perfectly tailored black suit, his posture upright, with sharp.handsome features.

His deep, dark eyes, high nose, and tightly pressed lips exuded an air of noble indifference.

"Alexander!"

"Oh my God! It's the CEO of Turner Group!"

Whispers spread through the crowd.

Wendy looked up at the familiar voice and saw Alexander making his way through the bustling crowd towards her.

Alexander's presence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

"Oh my God! He's so handsome! Even better than TV stars!"

"No wonder he's the most eligible bachelor in our city."

"Yeah, he's handsome, rich, and has a clean reputation. I wish he were my husband."

Hearing the murmurs, Susan couldn't help but roll her eyes.

'These people are dreaming. Alexander belongs to Wendy! No one can take Wendy's future boyfriend away!'she thought to herself.

Wendy didn't expect to run into Alexander here. Was he also out for some fun?

Alexander stopped in front of her, draping his coat over her shoulders,frowning slightly. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"

His tone was gentle and caring, like a warm spring breeze, making Susan's heart flutter.

Alexander was always distant and aloof with other girs, but he spoke softly only to Wendy.

Wendy truly had an irresistible charm,even melting an iceberg!

Patrick, standing nearby, was on the verge of tears. He was the one hurt and humiliated,wasn't he?

But Alexander's powerful presence made him feel suffocated.

Patrick cursed his bad luck; running into Alexander today was the worst.

He should've known that such a beautiful woman wouldn't be someone any random guy could approach!

Wendy shook her head. "I'm fine."

Alexander looked at her pale face, gently patting her head with a hint of guilt. "Why did you come to a place like this?"

Wendy lowered her head,staying silent.

"She got her divorce papers today, so I brought her here to celebrate,"Susan explained quietly:

A barely noticeable smile flickered in Alexander's eyes. He nodded in understanding, then turned to face Patrick.

Alexander's gaze was as sharp as a blade, sending chills down Patrick's

spine.

"It was a misunderstanding!" Patrick quickly forced a smile. "We were just joking, no harm intended."

He turned to Wendy with a fawning smile. "Miss, could you please let us go?"

"Get lost!" Wendy said coldly.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Patrick wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly fled.

The bar returned to its lively state, with people dancing and enjoying themselves.

Francis finally stepped forward to greet Wendy. "Wendy, I'm Alexander's friend,Francis."

Francis, a young man in his twenties, was tall and had a sunny, cheerful demeanor.

Wendy smiled at him. "Hello."

Francis looked at Wendy, then at Alexander, and smiled. "After all this commotion, I doubt anyone wants to stay here."

He suggested, "I have a grill in my car. How about we buy some food and have a barbecue at the beach?"

"I'm all for it!" Susan's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "I love barbecues and beer!"

Wendy glanced at Susan, then at Alexander. Seeing that he didn't object,