Freya opened her mouth and asked withplicated feelings, "Ryan, do you truly wish to perform well in the eyes of the Snow family''s elders? Do you want to... always be in a high position?"


    "Freya, aftering so far, I have no other choice. I can only say that I would''ve been content and happy even if my dad was just a supervisor."


    Ryan had a smile on his face throughout the conversation, but Freya felt like she could see a hint of helplessness in that gentle man''s eyes.


    That meal had indirectly closed the distance between them.


    It was set that Freya would pay for the meal.


    When she went out to make the payment, she overheard two waitresses'' discussion when she passed by a corner.


    "Hey, the guy in the Crown Private Room tonight looks pretty handsome."


    "He''s already taken, though. Didn''t you see that he has a wife and was even carrying a child?"


    "I saw it. That woman must be so happy to have such a handsome and caring husband. You might not have seen it, but the guy was carrying the child throughout


    the whole meal. I''ve worked here for so long and guys like that are rarely seen. It''s like they''re almost extinct."


    Freya did not go over to disturb them.


    She thought those waitresses would not even believe that a good guy like Ryan preferred men.


    In the following days, Freya worked in the mornings and took care of Dani at night.


    Ryan would return to the official residence to eat sometimes, but he would asionally spend the night outside.


    Every time that happened, Freya would feel nervous. She was afraid that Ryan was dating men outside.


    Therefore, she sent a message to Ryan: [Why didn''t youe backst night? Do you have a boyfriend outside?]


    Ryan: [I''m not telling you.]


    Freya was anxious. He might be hiding something.


    She quickly replied: [You shoulde back to the official residence tonight, okay?


    Don''t spend the whole night outside anymore.]


    Ryan: [Haha, do you miss me?]


    Freya: [Yes, I miss you.]


    Ryan: [I''ll go back since you miss me.]


    Freya breathed a sigh of relief. Her restless, motherly heart finally rxed.


    Not long after, Ryan sent her a picture. There was a te of spaghetti bolognese in the picture. There was ayer of grated cheese on top of the spaghetti and strips of steak. A fork was ced beside the te, and his slender fingers on the fork were captured in the picture.


    Ryan: [This is the spaghetti bolognese sold in our office building. It''s good.]


    Freya: [It looks pretty delicious. I haven''t eaten spaghetti bolognese in a long time. I''m craving it.]


    Ryan: [I''m not giving it to you.]


    Freya: [I''ll ignore you.]


    Ryan: [Baby Freya, don''t be angry. I''ll arrange for it to be delivered to you tomorrow.]


    Freya: [Are you asking for a beating? Do you think it''ll still be edible by then?] "What are you doing?"


    A curious voice came from Freya''s side.


    Freya was startled. She quickly raised her head. Only then did she realize that


    Catherine had been standing beside her and was looking at her phone curiously.


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