Chapter 602:
Freya didn’t say anything. Even if Jarrett got nervous meeting his girlfriend’s family, shouldn’t that only apply to the parents? Why was he jumpy around her, Ethel’s sister?
Ethel had no idea what was going through Freya’s head, so she added her own theory, “I think meeting Dad wouldn’t even make him as nervous as meeting you did.”
“Am I that scary?”
“Not scary. Just that you’re, like, a strong, capable woman—you’ve got that vibe, you know?”
Freya remained quiet.
Ethel felt completely reassured now. “With you backing me, Dad’s approval is pretty much in the bag. My relationship is basically safe.”
“Dad hasn’t even met him yet.”
“Dad listens to you!” Ethel said with conviction.
At that, something finally clicked for Freya. She glanced at her sister, her eyes warm with affection, before driving her back to her own apartment.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, Freya and Ethel pulled into the apartment complex.
Just as they stepped out of the car and started walking toward the elevator, they spotted a tall, striking man stepping out of another vehicle, dressed in a sleek black coat and carrying two suitcases.
“Oh my god!” Ethel’s eyes went wide. “Freya, there are guys that good-looking in this building?”
He was right up there with Kristian!
C𝒉𝑒ck ⓐuthor’s ⓒo𝓹𝓎 h𝑒r𝑒: gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫷𝓬𝗈𝗺
Freya had just locked up the car and didn’t look too closely. “Don’t forget, you have a boyfriend.”
“I’m scouting for you, not me,” Ethel said cheekily. “Look at that guy—tall, great posture, and that whole presence? He’s totally your type!”
Freya turned her head, curious who’d managed to earn such glowing praise from Ethel.
Freya had a thing for good looks, and so did Ethel. If someone didn’t look stunning, Ethel wouldn’t be handing out compliments like that.
“Mina!” Ethel grabbed Freya’s arm, her voice lowered in a dramatic whisper. “I think he’s looking over here! Do you know him? Is he checking you out?”
Could it be love at first sight? That would be sweet!
Just as she said it, Freya caught sight of the man Ethel was talking about.
Her body tensed slightly, and all she could do was mentally curse her bad luck. Why did it have to be Ellis?
“The elevator’s closing. You coming or not?” Ellis, spotting Freya frozen in place, gave her a casual reminder.
Freya was about to say she’d wait for the next one, but Ethel tugged her forward. “Let’s go, hurry!”
Freya didn’t have a choice, but she made sure not to look like she was dodging him. If Ellis picked up on it, he’d definitely think she was trying to run away.
“Thanks, sir,” Ethel said sweetly once they were inside, stars practically shining in her eyes.
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