Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Chapter 2441

The woman pushed Ryan away with her hand. Freya gazed at the handsome face before her, speechless. She did not understand how a person could become so brazen. “Don't you feel embarrassed?”
“My pride is nothing compared to my girlfriend. I'll tell Mrs. Lynch that I'll sleep in the guest room. When midnight comes, I'll secretly sneak into your room Freya’s scalp tingled. Experiencing it once was memorable enough, and she did not want to go through it again. “ Alright, stop talking. I'll be with you tonight. Happy?”

“That's a good girl.”

Ryan kissed Freya's forehead. After having his way, he had a smile on his dashing face.

Freya cocked her head to one side as she realized Ryan’s demeanor seemed more relaxed than before.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Ryan’s gaze landed on her slightly swollen, red lips. He started getting eager again.

“You cut your hair.” Freya touched his neat, short hair nonchalantly and said with a smile, “You even dress quite young now, like that of a fresh, young man. I almost didn’t recognize you. You don’t look like yourself.”

“What should I look like then?”

“You used to dress like a mature veteran.”

“So do you like the old me or the

them all,” Freya admitted to it

I had to dress in a way that made me look mature. If I dressed too young, people would look down on me. Now that I've resigned, I don’t have to be so particular about what I wear anymore. | can wear whatever is comfortable. After all, I'm only 26 years old. I can’t look too old-fashioned. It'll spell trouble for me if my girlfriend gets tired of my looks

Freya circled her hands around his neck. “ Dressing more maturely gives off a composed charm, but you look handsome the way

out for a while did Ryan drive her to the nearest mall. Freya intended to buy shoes last time. However, Rodney appeared and made a fuss, so she did not manage to buy them. She did not go

the chance finally

Ryan brought Freya shopping.

gone shopping together, and especially after they had gone official, they

held Freya’s hand openly. Their hands were interlocked just like

they passed by a beverage store, a child walked out with a colorful ice cream cone in

glanced at it and started

get fat,” Freya said shyly. “Besides,

blinked. “Then... Let’s not eat it. Should we

that, Freya glared at him. “But I want to