From the car park, Ryan had to pass by a garden before arriving at the building where Freya stayed.

Freya felt very awkward being nestled in his arms. Although he had even carried her to the hospital before this, she did not feel anything much due to the physical pain.

Now that he was carrying her in his arms again, she could see his prominent chin and clean collarbone the moment she lifted her eyes.

Somehow, her face started burning. “Am I… very heavy? Can you carry me?”

“Yeah… you’re heavier than before. Why don’t you put your hands around my shoulders? It’ll be easier for me,” Ryan said after lowering his head.

“Oh.” After listening to him, she put her hands around his neck without giving it much thought.

Ryan’s body jerked.

She got a fright and instinctively tightened her grip. She then shouted, “Ryan, oh, Ryan, carry me properly. I can’t fall again.”

her panicked expression, Ryan forced a smile. “Don’t worry, I won’t

felt a strange sensation in his body when she wrapped her hands

she was not heavy. Rather, she was soft and fragrant. To him, she was

to the living room,

Cally instantly carried

with her. Given that

sense of familiarity. Her

to Freya, who had been

had divorced Rodney, she would

 

over. As the prime minister’s wife, she had quite a lot on her plate as she had to attend all kinds

he said some

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