She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 918:

As someone who had just weathered a devastating blow and languished in misery, food should hold no appeal for him. He remained committed to his carefully orchestrated performance.

While Lawrence immersed himself in his theatrical charade, tranquility enveloped Freya’s world.

Upon arriving home, she discovered Ellis had already prepared a feast and awaited her presence at the dinner table.

Though Freya had never been particular about cuisine, tonight’s spread dazzled with vivid hues, intoxicating fragrances, and sublime tastes.

“Why did you prepare such abundance?” she inquired naturally, her gaze drifting toward Ellis, who continued bustling about the kitchen.

“To commemorate,” Ellis replied simply.

“Commemorate what?”

Had some significant occasion slipped her mind? Freya searched her memory but couldn’t unearth anything noteworthy about this day.

her with measured

her features.

remind you what significance today holds?” Ellis questioned, his voice serene yet deliberate as he maneuvered her against

tumbled chaotically, yet clarity eluded her grasp. A birthday celebration? But his had already

extended his hand, tenderly pinching her cheek, marveling at its silken texture that rivaled an infant’s delicate skin.

yourself in stories

paralyzed Freya. Did such

as though imparting crucial wisdom. “Preserve this date in

emitted a gentle cough, concealing her

she had presumed he

his voice deepening with

Her remarkable recollection especially excelled with matters Ellis

expression into a subtle smile. He refrained from further teasing. “Cleanse your hands before dinner, and

well.” Freya acquiesced