She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 771:

Memories like the time he had offhandedly suggested she should be his girlfriend, or earlier that day when she inquired about his desires, and he had boldly replied, “You,” without a moment’s hesitation. Or his declaration that he wanted something he could see daily, something she could grant him anytime—though her readiness to do so remained uncertain.

For a fleeting moment, Freya nearly reached a resolute conclusion. Ellis had feelings for her.

Yet, as swiftly as the thought emerged, she brushed it aside. Why would someone like Ellis be drawn to someone like her? Wouldn’t he go for lively and adorable ladies? She was the polar opposite.

These conflicting thoughts tumbled through Freya’s mind, stirring a wave of confusion that didn’t go unnoticed.

“What’s wrong?” Ellis asked, his voice tinged with concern as he caught the subtle furrow of her brow. “You seem troubled.”

“It’s nothing,” Freya replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Really?” His tone was gentle, probing.

“Yeah.”

Their conversation dwindled to a close, leaving an awkward silence hanging between them.

Ellis, however, wasn’t perturbed. He didn’t mind if Freya stumbled upon his feelings for her; as long as she didn’t spurn him outright, he was confident in his ability to smooth things over.

As the car hummed along, the minutes stretched on. About ten minutes later, Freya broke the silence. She hated lying awake with unresolved questions gnawing at her. It was better to confront them head-on.

“Captain,” she began tentatively.

“Yeah?” Ellis responded, his attention now fully on her.

“Do you…” Freya turned to face him, her eyes searching his for a hint of his feelings, but her words faltered.

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“What is it?” Ellis pressed, his voice steady and untroubled.

“Do you… like me?” Freya finally blurted out, her cheeks tinged with a flush of embarrassment. Despite her usual poise, voicing such a personal question left her feeling unexpectedly vulnerable.

Ellis’s mouth tugged into a lazy, teasing smile, his voice smooth and unhurried. “Come on, you’re incredible—how could anyone not like you?”

Freya bit her lip, hesitating. “I meant romantically.”

“Do you want me to fall for you?” Ellis arched a brow, tossing back a question that landed like a challenge.

Freya’s lips parted, but no words came. She stared at him, speechless. How was she even supposed to answer a question like that?

“If you ever feel like giving dating a shot, just say the word. I’m available,” Ellis said casually, his voice as easygoing as a lazy afternoon. “But if not, no pressure. Life’s too short to revolve around just finding someone special.”

Freya shifted her gaze toward him, almost without thinking. From where she sat, his profile looked effortlessly sharp—his jawline, the slight curve of his lips, the way the light caught his features. When had he become this good-looking? Had he always been, and she’d just never paid attention?

Her fingers fidgeted slightly before she asked, keeping her voice even, “Back at the hotel… when you said there was something you wanted—were you talking about me?”

Ellis, true to form, deflected with an easy grin. “Are you calling yourself a thing now?” he teased lightly, lifting a brow in mock confusion.

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