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 steps, gradually

bewilderment clouding her features.

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

his had already transpired, while hers remained distant on the

texture that rivaled an infant’s delicate skin. “Today

in stories

Did such occasions

second. Three thirty-nine in the afternoon.” Ellis articulated, as though imparting crucial wisdom. “Preserve this date in your

concealing her embarrassment

had presumed he would dismiss

her gaze with unwavering intensity, his voice deepening

keep it in mind,” Freya confirmed. Her remarkable recollection especially excelled with matters Ellis

Ellis’s expression into a subtle smile. He refrained from further teasing. “Cleanse your hands

well.” Freya acquiesced