Let me go, Mr. Hill Novel [By Shallow South] Chapter 2158 Catherine smiled bitterly. âDidnât the prime ministerâs wife introduce three excellent men to you? To be honest, those three guys werenât bad. Theyâre single, decent-looking men who come from good families and have a promising future.
Yet, you didnât fancy any of them. Tell me. Where can I find better men for you? There may be very handsome guys, but they might not be reliable, while those with good personalities might not look good.â
âAm I that picky?â Only then did Freya realize that problem.
âYouâre not picky.â Catherine told her the truth, â Itâs just that when you have better options before, those who come after will pale in comparison. Do you understand that? With Ryan being a benchmark, your eye for men will only get stricter. But where can I find someone like Ryan whoâs rich, handsome, from a prominent family, gentlemanly, elegant, humorous, romantic, wise, and calm? Even if I give Shaun to you, you might not fancy him.â
Freya was speechless for some time. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she said, âIf Shaun heard what you said, heâd be very sad.â
âIâm only telling the truth.â Catherine held her coffee and blew on it while smiling.
âOkay.â Freya pouted. âYour Shaun is too reserved. I canât handle him.â
âExactly. You canât even accept men who are reserved.â Catherine laughed. âIn that case, tell me where I can find other men for you?â
âRyan isnât that good, okay?â Freya bit her lip discontentedly.
âMaybe. But whether heâs good or not, youâre the one who knows best. â Catherine pushed a cup of coffee over. âDo you want some?â
âNo. My life is bitter enough. I donât want my mouth to be bitter too.â Freya left with a frown, feeling distraught.
Catherine sighed once Freya had left.
It seemed that her best friendâs love journey was rougher than hers.
In the office, Freya was reading the pile of data on the table for a long time. However, she could not process a single word of it at all.
âManager Lynch, hereâs your deliveryâ¦â
Her secretaryâs voice came from outside the door.
Freyaâs eyes lit up. Whenever she fought with Ryan in the past, he would always send her delicious food over to apologize. It had got to be that. âWhat good food is it?â
She stood up in a hurry.
The secretary was taken aback. âFood? I donât think so. It should be the phone cover you purchased online last time.â
ââ¦Oh.â
The light in Freyaâs eyes dimmed.
After glancing at Freya weirdly, the secretary quickly put down the parcel and left.
Freya was in no mood to open the parcel on the table. She took out her phone and sent a message to Ryan first. [Are you still angry?]
Freya: [I spoke a little too much last night. Iâm sorry.]
She waited and waited until after an hour, Ryan replied nonchalantly. [Itâs okay. Iâm not angry anymore.]
What an indifferent reply.