She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 673:

Freya braced herself and met his eyes, feeling a ripple of discomfort stir within her under his silent scrutiny—even though she was no longer under training.

“Freya,” Ellis said her name with an unhurried lilt.

Freya blinked, puzzled. “Hmm?”

“Less overthinking. More eating,” he said, half exasperated, half amused.noveldrama

Freya stared at him, confused.

What exactly was he implying?

She considered asking, but one glance at his expression—apathetic and clearly unwilling to elaborate—made her hold her tongue.

“Captain,” Freya began, her mind already calculating the complications that might arise later. If she had to remain on guard for Ellis’s tricks on top of everything else, she wasn’t sure her brain could handle the load. Ellis looked at her calmly.

Freya clutched her utensils, unmoving, and asked, “Do you still mean what you said before?”

“What did I say?”

“You promised me something when I came back.”

Ellis paused, clearly caught off guard by the sudden shift. “I stand by it.”

“Can you really let go of the fact that I called you to help me calm down?” Freya kept her expression neutral, though her heart thudded faster beneath the surface.

Ellis arched a brow. “When did I ever throw a fit about that?”

“So you’re okay with it?”

“Yes.”

A quiet breath of relief escaped Freya.

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With that weight lifted, her shoulders felt lighter, and her pace quickened ever so slightly as she resumed eating.

Ellis had been about to ask her something, but seeing how heartily she ate now, he reconsidered.

After the meal, Freya offered to do the dishes, but Ellis stepped in and took over. He hadn’t invited her just to make her work.

“Did you find out anything about Kristian and Lawrence?” Ellis asked after clearing up, handing her a glass of water as he sat down beside her on the sofa.

“Nothing,” Freya replied, her tone suddenly more serious. “I plan to go and speak with Lawrence myself.”

A flicker of shadow passed through Ellis’s gaze.

Freya, still in work mode, decided she should let him know ahead of time. “I’ve asked Melvin to handle your assignments. You can reach out to him for anything—he actually knows more about Anita International than I do.”

“Alright,” Ellis agreed after a thoughtful pause.

There were still matters he needed to settle here. And though Lawrence could be slippery, he wasn’t a malicious man. Freya would manage.

They sat together a while longer before Freya stood to leave. But instead of diving headfirst into locating Lawrence, she sent him an email requesting a meeting.

Once it was sent, she decided to freshen up.

As for Lawrence, he had been waiting outside the operating room ever since sending Kristian in for emergency treatment.

Hours had trickled by without any definitive word, and he was growing more and more agitated—he even began contemplating the possibility of transferring Kristian back to Freya.

“Mr. Hayes, why the long face?” his assistant asked.

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