It hit Freya that this was how it felt to have someone support her.


    It turned out that it felt so good to have someone understand her.


    At this point, romance was what Freya needed the least because she had just given birth to a child whocked a father''spany. Romance took time, and moreover, she had to work. She wanted to spend the remaining time with her child.


    Ryan had never med her. He tried his best to match her schedule. It was fine even if he and Freya had to apany the child in the house.


    Freya knew that was not how regr people went on dates. However, Ryan had neverined about it. He was like a warm nket that wrapped himself around her appropriately.


    "Thank you, Ryan."


    Freya hugged him softly.


    "Don''t thank me. As your boyfriend, it''s my duty to support your dreams."


    Ryan ran his fingers through her long hair. "But when you return, you need topensate for it."


    Compensate...


    Freya''s face suddenly reddened.


    Could he be referring to that kind ofpensation?


    After all, they had been in a rtionship for quite a while.


    To men, this seemed to be the best kind ofpensation.


    Back then, she would not have such improper thoughts. Now that she had a child,


    it was inevitable that she had a different mindset toward certain things.


    When she imagined the two of them reaching that stage, her heart raced madly and her face became hotter.


    Luckily, Ryan was hugging her, so he did not see it.


    "How... do you want me topensate you?" she stammered. "I''ll buy you a gift from abroad, okay?"


    Ryan let go of her. A profound smile crossed his deep eyes. "Do you think... you canpensate me with just a gift?"


    "I''ll get you two or three gifts, then..." Freya feigned confusion.


    "I want..." Ryan fixed his eyes on her and slowly approached her.


    Suddenly, they heard someone opening the door.


    Both of them, who were close to each other,


    immediately moved apart.


    Aunty Loretta came in, her eyes shing with surprise. "Young Master, when did youe? Let me make you a cup of coffee."


    It seemed that he had beening here more often recently.


    "Aunty Loretta, the cappino you made yesterday was quite good. It smelled great." Ryan moved toward the couch. After making a casual remark, he shot a look at Freya.


    Freya immediatelyined loudly, "Why are you alwaysing over? Are you that free?"


    "Why? Are you disgusted with me?" Ryan said in a huff. "Do you think it''s my intention toe here? I have no choice. My parents are strict, and I can''t do anything at night. The Lodge is extremely boring. If I go to the front courtyard, I''d be quarreling with my parents again. It''s meaningless."


    "Try to quarrel less."


    When Aunty Loretta was making the coffee, she heard some noise from the living room. Only then did she dismiss the thought that sprang to her mind just now.


    She must have overthought it. In The Lodge, Ryan and Freya were about the same age. Given that they would be bored at night, it was normal for these two young people to meet up and have fun.