She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 333:

“It’s delicious,” Freya responded with a contented smile, her senses delighting in the rich yet delicate flavor. “It’s well-seasoned and fragrant.”

Ethel beamed, her face lighting up with pure joy.

In that instant, Hugh appeared from the kitchen, holding a bowl of soup, still wearing his apron. His face brightened when he saw Freya and, with eager steps, he made his way toward her, proudly holding the bowl aloft.

“Mina, you’re back,” he said warmly, his smile wide and filled with relief.

“Yes,” Freya replied, her face softening at the sight of him.

Hugh glanced at the table. “Let’s eat.”

“Alright,” Freya responded, settling into her seat.

Ethel joined her, taking her place at the table, but Hugh remained standing. There was a gleam in his eyes, a quiet joy in simply seeing Freya at the table with him.

his stillness and

blinked in

only then that he realized how hot the soup was, its steam rising in a lazy swirl.

laughter, teasing

flushed with a crimson hue, his

apron and joined Freya and Ethel at the table. Freya, with a gentle smile, took the ladle and

heart swelled in his

the soup taste better,” Ethel teased, her words

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the tear, his eyes

began sipping the soup, savoring the warmth that filled him with comfort. He drank slowly, as though each drop carried with it a

passed, and Freya was finally willing to share a meal with him

Hugh watched her, Freya’s chest tightened, a heavy, unexplained weight settling inside her. It was a strange sensation, one she couldn’t name—an

on a subtle shift. “I

Hugh responded softly, his voice thick with