NovelOnlineChapter 1005: Freya paused mid-thought. Jealous? Of what exactly? "Relax. From now on, all my 'special attention' is reserved for you alone." His words danced with layered intent.
Freya pressed her lips together. Why did it sound like he was promising her double the trouble? Was he planning to single her out for extra drills under the guise of affection? "Suddenly, I remembered-Sheila and my dad askedto stay over for a few days," Freya blurted, fishing for the nearest excuse. "I should head out now." In one smooth move, Ellis reeled her back in. Still trying to slip away? He wouldn't allow it.
Freya surrendered on the spot.
Ellis didn't push further. Sensing that her earlier cloud of doubt had lifted, he let her be.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe placed a light kiss on her lips and murmured that he'd head downstairs to make dinner. She was to wait patiently-orders she couldn't defy.
Here, there was no need for grocery runs.
Whatever they craved, the freshest ingredients would arrive at their doorstep.
During dinner, Freya's gaze drifted to the man across the table. Every motion, every glance, was filled with quiet elegance.
A stray thought tiptoed into her mind. Maybe... she should propose to him? Tradition might say the man should ask, but Ellis had treated her with unwavering care. Wouldn't staying silent feel like taking that for granted? Your next story starts here gVlnovalsOnce the idea took root, it flowered wildly-her mind spinning all sorts of curious, offbeat proposal scenarios.
By bedtime, she was so caught in the whirlwind of thoughts that sleep felt like a ship sailing without her.
Night, the usual thief of reason, wrapped around her-Freya included. At eleven o'clock, eyes wide open, she sent a message to her group chat with Greta and Riley. "Anyone still awake?" Greta and Riley responded in a flash, prompting Freya to launch a video call.
"Don't you normally hit the hay around ten?" "What's going on?" Their surprise was natural.
Freya, the very model of routine, being up at this hour was rare as a blue moon.
Freya hesitated for a heartbeat before voicing her thoughts.
Greta and Riley were stunned.
Greta was the first to speak. "Propose? Are you serious right now?" "Yes." Freya nodded, her expression calm but resolute.
Riley fell silent. She had turned in early the night before but had m glimpsed Ellis's message in the morning-he, too, had been mulling over a proposal. Now Freya had arrived at the sconclusion.
If both proposed at once, wouldn't that make things awkward?
As Riley pondered, an idea bloomed like dawn breaking. Why not synch both proposals? Freya could surprise Ellis, and Ellis could, in turn, surprise Freya. "When do you plan to propose to him?" Riley asked, calculating quietly.
"Not for a while." Freya's voice was thoughtful. "Right now, he probably through-rose-tinted still seesthrough lenses: I don't want to take advantage of that."
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