She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 931:

“You’re the one I care about most. My one and only,” Ellis said sincerely. “The best gift I’ve ever received was yesterday, when you said yes to my confession.”

“Then why didn’t you just say you liked it? Why call it ‘alright’?” Freya’s heart finally settled.

“My bad,” Ellis admitted, not bothering to make excuses. “I was trying to be playful… didn’t think it through.”

“No exes? Really?”

“None.”

Freya fell quiet. It wasn’t the existence of exes that bothered her. What truly hurt was the thought of being compared to them—worse, being second to them.

If this had been Kristian, she’d have fired back without a second thought. But this was Ellis.noveldrama

He wasn’t just her boyfriend. He had once been her captain.

“Frederick’s made more than a few jabs with Cade about how I’m destined to stay single forever—ring a bell?” Ellis asked.

He hadn’t expected Freya to take things this way. Mostly because they’d talked about it before. He figured the whole team knew he’d never dated anyone, but it hadn’t occurred to him that Freya, with everything she’d been through, might forget now and then.

Freya hesitated, her lips parting slightly but no words coming out.

Of course she remembered. Back then, Greta and Riley used to tease about whether Ellis was always single because he was too obsessed with work or because he intimidated anyone who dared to show interest.

She’d been there. She’d heard every word.

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But the moment Ellis had casually brought up “first love” earlier, her mind had spiraled toward the worst possible assumption, conveniently skipping over the fact that he’d always been thoroughly unattached. Now that she thought about it, she realized how completely off-base her anger had been.

She mulled over her words for a beat, then decided to say what needed saying.

Ellis beat her to it, gently ruffling her hair with his broad palm. “There’s no reason to stress over whatever’s haunting you. I’ve never had an ex, and even if I did, I’d still choose you—every time, without question.”

“What if she’s right and I’m the one who’s wrong?” Freya asked quietly.

“Then I’d stand by you even more, and make sure you felt unshakably confident.” The slight curve of Ellis’s lips held a warmth so rich it bordered on indulgence. “I want everyone to see that you’re someone worth standing up for.”

Freya had never been one for romantic lines; they usually made her cringe. But right now, the warmth blooming in her chest caught her off guard.

She’d always told herself that a sense of security had to come from within. Yet in this moment, she realized it could be something shared—part self-made, part gifted by someone who truly cared.

“I’m sorry,” Freya said with quiet sincerity. Ellis had always been open with her, and she wanted to offer the same in return. “I misunderstood you.”

“I should’ve been more clear from the start; there’s no need for you to apologize,” Ellis replied, giving her hair another affectionate tousle, his voice calm and grounding.

“And honestly? I’d much rather hear you say you love me.” Freya blinked, stunned.

Now that the air had cleared, she felt a little sheepish. Why had her imagination run so wild earlier? Ellis was so genuinely good—how had she even let herself think those things?

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