Chapter 604:
Freya moved further into the room, her thoughts unsettled by Ethel’s sharp observations. Ellis knew her well. If even Ethel had caught on, surely he had too. Hopefully, he wouldn’t read too much into it.
“Are you two actually at odds?” Ethel suddenly grew uneasy, guilt creeping in as she realized she might have made things worse. If there was friction between Freya and Ellis, her earlier remarks could’ve just made everything more complicated.
She silently berated herself.
“There’s no conflict. We get along fine and trust each other,” Freya replied, filling a glass of water for Sheila while catching Ethel’s guilt-ridden expression. “It’s just…”
“It’s been a while since we last saw each other, and I’m not exactly sure how to deal with him right now.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Relief washed over Ethel’s face. She leaned in with a glint of curiosity in her eyes. “Is there a chance…”
“What?”
“That you have a crush on him.” Ethel was clearly fishing. “When you secretly have a thing for someone, that’s exactly how it shows—you suddenly don’t know how to act around them.”
Freya was caught off guard. She handed over the glass, shooting Ethel a sidelong glance.
She’d rather choose Trent over Ellis. Unless she wanted to get scolded, she’d have a thing for Ellis.
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Ethel took the glass in both hands, still brimming with questions. Freya didn’t have a thing for Ellis? Then why was her behavior so out of the ordinary?
“I’m heading out tonight. Are you staying for dinner or heading back?” Freya thought about the evening’s gathering, her chest tightening a little.
“I’ll go home.”
Ethel was only there for a brief visit.
After hearing her response, Freya called the family driver to come get her later.
With that settled, the sisters passed the time watching TV together.
Freya sat in front of the screen, but her thoughts were miles away. She was seriously considering skipping tonight’s event. After all, it was just to welcome Ellis—and they’d already crossed paths. Her absence wouldn’t change a thing.
She could just meet up with her friends afterward.
And so, Freya made up her mind.
But plans rarely hold against reality.
Just as Freya was thinking up excuses, Ellis knocked on her door, already urging her to leave.
He stood there in a sleek, mid-length black coat, exuding an effortless charm.
Ethel couldn’t help sneaking in a few more glances.
“Trent and Fred just called,” Ellis said in that calm, low voice of his.
“They’re asking us to head over now.”
Freya remained composed. “I still have a bit…”
“Freya,” Ellis cut her off, seeing through her fib in a heartbeat. Freya instantly felt exposed.
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