Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Ryan countered Freya.

She glared at him viciously. “Ryan, you’re full of schemes.”

“Most of the mind games I’ve schemed in my life are all because of you.” Ryan laughed bitterly. “Freya, think about it. For you, the whole world thinks that I like men. I really have no image left at all.”

“You liar.”

Freya muttered in anger. She was caught off guard at such an unexpected confession and did not know what to do at all. “It’s useless no matter how well you phrase your words. It’s impossible for us…”

“How is it impossible? You’re divorced, and we’re not blood-related.” Ryan persuaded her stubbornly.

“I don’t like you…” Freya just thought it was too absurd. She could not agree to it at all.

In fact, he laughed. “Freya, ask yourself. Do you really

“I really, truly don’t…”

this.” Ryan pressed his finger against her lips to stop her from talking. “You got angry when I carried your child to make Summer happy. Were you angry simply because you didn’t want Summer to carry Dani? Or was it because you saw me carrying Dani to please Summer? When I went to look for you that night, jealousy was written all

away, she flew into a rage out of humiliation. “You’re the jealous one. I don’t even like you. How could

unhappy because I’ve been treating Summer well lately? And I’m

“No. Never.”

to him, or she would go

tolerance overflowed from his clear eyes. “You are. Freya, nothing is going on between Summer and me. We’re not dating either. I’ve been close to her these days to, for one thing, deal with my parents. Secondly, it was to make you realize your feelings for me. Summer doesn’t like me either. We’ve known each other for many years, and we actually do keep in touch often. She has

Freya was stunned.