Birds of a feather flock together. That saying might be trite, but it was true when it came to Sheffield, Joshua and Gifford.

They were all handsome and well-mannered. Looking at Joshua's and Gifford's pretty faces alone was enough to make Ms. Wu's day.

Before long, they were chatting with each other and laughing.

Left alone, Evelyn turned her head to look at Sheffield, and happened to catch his eye. He was looking at her! He looked away and pretended to be practicing his swing.

With a smile, she walked over and stopped a few paces from him. "You seem to be good at this. Can you teach me?"

Sheffield deliberately looked around and asked Evelyn, "Sorry, were you talking to me?"

Evelyn rolled her eyes and answered, "Yes."

"Oh. I'm sorry, Miss Huo. I'm not that good. Maybe you can hire a professional coach." He practiced a few slices before he finally hit the ball.

The ball rolled down the lawn and into the hole.

Evelyn clapped her hands. "Look at you! I think you're good enough. Teach me."

His beloved woman was applauding for him? Despite his efforts to display false modesty, a smug look crept across Sheffield's features. He motioned her over and said, "Okay, since your standards for a coach are so low, I'll teach you."

He looked in his bag and selected a lady's club for her to use. Evelyn, who was standing where he had been a moment ago, took the club from him.

Sheffield said something to the caddies, and they all gathered around Ms. Wu, leaving the two alone.

Sheffield taught Evelyn how to hold the club as he said, "You put your left hand here and hold the club like this. And put your right hand here. No, that's not right. Like this." He walked over to her and put his arms around her from behind in one elegant maneuver. His hands covered hers. They held the club together.

Unsure whether or not he did this on purpose, she felt his hands on hers, and his breathing was hot in her ear. His voice was as tender and masculine as she remembered. She blushed.

Sheffield was still talking, his face so close to hers. "You don't come here a lot, do you?"

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ding. He wants to get back together with you more than anything. But he wants you to make the first move."

Evelyn couldn't believe her ears. "I did. I asked him, but he turned me down."

She had talked with Sheffield about starting over.

"What? That moron!" Joshua was exasperated at the guy.

Seeing how angry he was, Evelyn couldn't help but burst into laughter. "I get it. He just wants to make things hard for me."

"Not really..." Joshua wanted to put in a good word for his best friend.

Evelyn shook her head. "I know what he's up to. Don't make excuses for him. Can you do me a favor?"

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"I think so. What do you need?"

A few minutes later, Joshua walked back to the course. He ran anxiously up to Sheffield and said, breathlessly, "Sheffield, Sheffield..."

Sheffield looked back and asked impatiently, "What?" 'Why isn't Evelyn back yet?' he wondered.

"You'll never guess what I just saw."

Sheffield played through while waiting for Evelyn to come back from the bathroom. "Spit it out."

"I saw Evelyn taking pills," Joshua whispered to him.

"Taking pills?" Stunned, Sheffield put down the club. "What kind of pills?"

"Um, flu...something...xamine. Oh, right! Fluvoxamine! You're a doctor. What's that medicine for?" If Sheffield looked at Joshua's phone screen, he would know that he had just googled antidepressants.

The first medication to come up was fluvoxamine.