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    Ellis was confused.


    Caldwell finally decided to intervene. Without even thinking, he said, “Absolutely not.”


    Just watching the proposal had already turned Kendra into a fan. If they actually lived together, he’d lose herpletely.


    “What’s it to you?” Kendra said, brushing him off with a single line.


    That hit Caldwell right in the gut. He looked like he’d just taken a major blow.


    “I’ve only been with Freya for such a short time,” Ellis said in a wounded tone. “If I leave now, she might get toofortable being alone and never want to live with me again.”


    “You’ve got a point,” Caldwell quickly backed him up. “That really is a problem.”


    “No worries. If that happens, I’ll help you win Freya back,” Kendra said brightly.


    Ellis pressed his lips together, realizing his attempt at ying the victim was failing.


    He looked at her and said carefully, “Mom.”


    “Yes?”


    “Freya’s my fiancée. Even if you’re my mom, I can’t let you take her away from me.” His voice was calm and rich, and he threw a quick nce at Caldwell. “That guy over there? He’s yours.”


    Kendra looked over—and just as quickly looked away.


    Yeah. The contrast was stark.


    Caldwell felt a sting of rejection.


    Kendra handed the phone back to Ellis and asked him to send her the video. Caldwell, sensing an opportunity, quickly grabbed his iPad, searched for clips of Freya and Ellis’s proposal online, and handed it to her. “Here’s a clearer version of the proposal.”


    Kendra nced at it and shook her head. “You can’t even see Freya’s face.”


    That possibility had never crossed Caldwell’s mind. Realizing his standing might be threatened, he tried to swallow his pride and discreetly texted Freya, “Freya, could you help mee up with a proposal n?”


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    His phone remained silent for quite a while. He resisted the urge to send another message, figuring Freya must be busy.


    Meanwhile, Kendra looked up from her phone after watching a video. “By the way, when are you two nning on tying the knot?”


    “We’re nning for next year,” replied Ellis.


    “You’ll need to make the wedding special, then.”


    For Kendra, weddings represented the ultimate dream for any woman. They had to be magical, borate, and worthy of sharing with the world.


    Ellis exined, “The wedding’s already sorted out.” He knew Freya wasn’t enthusiastic about the idea and respected her wishes. “We’ll have a simple ceremony and only invite the people who matter most—close friends and family. Nothing more than that.”


    Kendra stared at him, genuinely shocked. Caldwell felt much the same. Their reactions mirrored those of Hugh and Ethel earlier. They both wondered if they had heard correctly.


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