What was the mindset of a man?


    Freya could not make heads nor tails of it.


    Even so, she still receivedpliments for being pretty and cute.


    Despite knowing that Ryan made those remarks tofort her, she felt much better.


    Of course, she replied something totally different on WhatsApp: [Forget it. Given that you''re interested in men, how would you know a man''s mindset?]


    Ryan: [Grrr. Aren''t I a man?]


    Freya chuckled at the thought of his expression that morning.


    Just then, a knock sounded on the door of the office. Her secretary came in with a set of delivery food." Miss Lynch, the spaghetti carbonara you ordered is here..."


    "When did I order spaghetti carbonara?" The minute Freya finished her sentence, Ryan sent another message. [As promised yesterday, your spaghetti carbonara has arrived...]


    She widened her eyes a little.


    She was under the impression that he was kidding


    yesterday. She never thought...


    Her secretary said in surprise, "Didn''t you order it? But the deliveryman said it''s yours."


    After pausing for a moment, her secretary teased her flirtatiously, "Could it be from a tall, wealthy, and handsome man who has a crush on you? I always heard of people delivering flowers and jewelry back then. It''s my first time hearing people delivering spaghetti carbonara. How heartwarming."


    Freya was embarrassed. Rodney had hurt her self-esteem just now, but she was slightly smug at this moment.


    Fine. She had just gotten a divorce, so everyone would surely have gossiped about it in private even if they did not discuss it publicly. She could imagine themmenting that she was pretty and rich but still ended up being abandoned by a


    man.


    Most of theizens criticized Rodney, but there was a minority who mocked her.


    In truth, she had seen all thosements, but she just chose to turn a blind eye to them.


    A pack of spaghetti carbonara was not expensive, but it was able to protect her dignity.


    "Bring it over," Freya ordered her secretary to ce it on the table.


    Only after her secretary left did she open the pack of spaghetti carbonara. It was topped with some cheese and bacon, which gave off a delicious aroma.


    Although she had breakfast in the morning, she usually ate a nd diet in The Lodge. At the sight of the spaghetti, she felt like eating it.


    She took a mouthful of spaghetti, which did not turn out to be slimy at all.


    Astonished, she sent Ryan a WhatsApp message: [ Your canteen is quite far from my ce, but why does the spaghetti seem like it was just cooked?]


    Ryan: [Haha. You silly woman. Of course, it''s not from our canteen. It''s from a Western restaurant near your office. I pre-ordered the food and paid twice the price so that the food could be delivered to you first.


    [Are you feeling better?]


    Freya: [Thanks.]


    It felt wonderful to have someone care a lot about her.


    At 5:30 p.m.


    After the results of a set of data were out, Freya took off her white coat and walked out of theboratory with her colleagues.


    She punched in the password and the door opened. Then, she saw a tall and elegant figure.


    Dressed in a dark coat, Ryan was standing under the warm sun in winter, exuding a fresh and elegant aura.


    Upon seeing Freya, he shed a bright smile at her.


    Her colleagues, who were all in their 30s, could not help but feel amazed.


    Even an intern teased her. "Miss Lynch, is your boyfriend here to pick you up after work?"


    "It would be great if I had such a handsome boyfriend." Freya blinked whileughing. "He''s my brother." 7