She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 924:

To be sure, she messaged Gerard, asking him to keep a close eye on Kristian and ping her if anything popped up. Gerard’s response was a curt “Got it.”

Satisfied Kristian was in good hands, Freya relaxed.

She was about to whip up some breakfast when Ellis showed up, calling her over to eat.

“From now on, I’m keeping you fed and looked after,” Ellis said, well aware cooking wasn’t her forte. “No need to mess around in the kitchen.”

“You don’t need to do that,” Freya said, brushing it off on reflex. Ellis gave her a look, catching that stubborn streak of hers, and nudged gently, “Freya.”

“Yeah?”

“I’m your boyfriend.”

“I know.”

“It’s my job to make sure you’re taken care of,” Ellis said, his voice slow and easy, with a playful edge. “Or what, you gonna turn down my efforts now and then ditch me later with some excuse?”

Freya’s eyes widened, caught off guard. She shook her head fast. “Nope.” She was going to treat their relationship seriously because she had consented to it. She wasn’t the type to be hesitant.

However, something Greta had dropped earlier stuck with her. After a brief pause, she spoke up.

“When are you ditching your job to go back and take over the family business?” Her voice carried a rare weight. Ellis cocked a brow.

“Trying to get rid of me?”

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“You joined Anita International and took the assistant gig to get close to me, didn’t you?” Freya said, cool and straight-up. “Now that you’ve got what you wanted, isn’t it time to head back and run the family empire?”

Ellis froze, his eyes pinning hers.

That didn’t add up. Freya wasn’t the type to unravel his plans like that.

“What’s the matter?” Freya asked, shifting under his stare.

Ellis cut to the chase. “You knew I joined your company to chase you?”

“Greta and Frederick let it slip a couple days ago,” Freya said, without hesitation.

A faint grin tugged at Ellis’s mouth. That checked out. She wouldn’t have sniffed it out on her own.

“My dad’s got the company on lock, so I’m not sweating it,” Ellis said, his voice steady and warm. “My real job’s looking after my girlfriend and helping her sort out her messes.”

Freya had nothing to say to that. She let it go and focused on her breakfast.

After eating, Freya was set to dig into the reports Ellis had brought. But as she started to walk away, Ellis called, “Freya.” She spun around.

Ellis held a bouquet of bright yellow roses, their petals practically glowing.

“For you,” he said, passing her the vivid blooms, his smile soft and easy. “Yellow roses stand for friendship and warmth—thought they fit where we’re at. I know you’d pick these over some in-your-face red ones.”

In their world, the language of flowers didn’t hold much weight. What mattered was what they liked. If she was into it, that was all that counted.

After a brief pause, Freya extended her hand to take the bouquet. Her heart warmed. “Thank you.”

“Are you fond of it?”

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