Freya opened her mouth and asked with complicated feelings, âRyan, do you truly wish to perform well in the eyes of the Snow familyâs elders? Do you want to⦠always be in a high position?â
âFreya, after coming so far, I have no other choice. I can only say that I wouldâve been content and happy even if my dad was just a supervisor.â
Ryan had a smile on his face throughout the conversation, but Freya felt like she could see a hint of helplessness in that gentle manâs eyes.
That meal had indirectly closed the distance between them.
It was set that Freya would pay for the meal.
When she went out to make the payment, she overheard two waitressesâ discussion when she passed by a corner.
âHey, the guy in the Crown Private Room tonight looks pretty handsome.â
âHeâs already taken, though. Didnât you see that he has a wife and was even carrying a child?â
âI saw it. That woman must be so happy to have such a handsome and caring husband. You might not have seen it, but the guy was carrying the child throughout the whole meal. Iâve worked here for so long and guys like that are rarely seen. Itâs like theyâre almost extinct.â
Freya did not go over to disturb them.
She thought those waitresses would not even believe that a good guy like Ryan preferred men.
In the following days, Freya worked in the mornings and took care of Dani at night.
Ryan would return to the official residence to eat sometimes, but he would occasionally spend the night outside.
Every time that happened, Freya would feel nervous. She was afraid that Ryan was dating men outside. Therefore, she sent a message to Ryan: [ Why didnât you come back last night? Do you have a boyfriend outside?]
Ryan: [Iâm not telling you.]
Freya was anxious. He might be hiding something.
She quickly replied: [You should come back to the official residence tonight, okay? Donât spend the whole night outside anymore.]
Ryan: [Haha, do you miss me?]
Freya: [Yes, I miss you.]
Ryan: [Iâll go back since you miss me.]
Freya breathed a sigh of relief. Her restless, motherly heart finally relaxed.
Not long after, Ryan sent her a picture. There was a plate of spaghetti bolognese in the picture. There was a layer of grated cheese on top of the spaghetti and strips of steak. A fork was placed beside the plate, and his slender fingers on the fork were captured in the picture.
Ryan: [This is the spaghetti bolognese sold in our office building. Itâs good.]
Freya: [It looks pretty delicious. I havenât eaten spaghetti bolognese in a long time. Iâm craving it.]
Ryan: [Iâm not giving it to you.] Freya: [Iâll ignore you.]
Ryan: [Baby Freya, donât be angry. Iâll arrange for it to be delivered to you tomorrow.]
Freya: [Are you asking for a beating? Do you think itâll still be edible by then?]
âWhat are you doing?â
A curious voice came from Freyaâs side.
Freya was startled. She quickly raised her head. Only then did she realize that Catherine had been standing beside her and was looking at her phone curiously.