NovelBookChapter 918: As someone who had just weathered a devastating blow and languished in misery, food should hold no appeal for him. He remained committed to his carefully orchestrated performance.
While Lawrence immersed himself in his theatrical charade, tranquility enveloped Freya's world.
Upon arriving home, she discovered Ellis had already prepared a feast and awaited her presence at the dinner table.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThough Freya had never been particular about cuisine, tonight's spread dazzled with vivid hues, intoxicating fragrances, and subltastes.
"Why did you prepare such abundance?" she inquired naturally, her gaze drifting toward Ellis, who continued bustling about the kitchen.
"To commemorate," Ellis replied simply.
"Commemorate what?" Had ssignificant occasion slipped her mind? Freya searched her memory but couldn't unearth anything noteworthy about this day.
Ellis abandoned his task and approached her with measured steps, gradually diminishing the space between them.
Freya blinked, bewilderment clouding her features. What mysterious purpose drove his actions? "Must I remind you what significance today holds?" Ellis questioned, his voice serene yet deliberate as he maneuvered her against the counter's edge.
Freya's thoughts tumbled chaotically, yet clarity eluded her grasp. A birthday celebration? But his had already transpired, while hers remained distant on the calendar. What momentous event had escaped her recollection? Ellis extended his hand, tenderly pinching her cheek, marveling at its silken texture that rivaled an infant's delicate skin. "Today marks the first day of our new relationship." Lose yourself in stories on galnov☐☐sAstonishment paralyzed Freya. Did such occasions truly merit remembrance? "February second. Three thirty-nine in the afternoon." Ellis articulated, as though imparting crucial wisdom. "Preserve this date in your memory." Freya emitted a gentle cough, concealing her embarrassment behind the sound.
Truthfully, she had presumed he would dismiss such sentimental milestones.
Ellis captured her gaze with unwavering intensity, his voice deepening with intention. "Have you committed it to memory?" "I'll keep it in mind," Freya confirmed. Her remarkable recollection especially excelled with matters Ellis specifically emphasized.
Contentment softened Ellis's expression into a subtle smile. He refrained from further teasing. “Cleanse your hands before dinner, and inform Kristian to join us." "Very well." Freya acquiesced readily.
From Ellis's perspective, once Freya accepted his affections, the concept of rivalry becobsolete.
He merely regarded Kristian as a patient temporarily requiring Freya's attention certain trivialities naturally fell beneath his concern.
However, as Freya pivoted, her eyes encountered Kristian's figure nearby his knposingm his knuckles blanched with tension, a tempest brewing within his gaze.
Even casual observation revealed his precarious emotional state. Freya addressed him with effortless composure. "Wash your hands and join us for dinner." Kristian remained immobile. His penetrating stare never wavered from her face.
"What troubles you?" Freya inquired.
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