Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

“I told you to send the fruits upstairs, but why are you down here?” Mrs. Lynch glared at Freya while feeding Dani some fruits.

Freya’s mouth twitched, “oh, I don’t think I should interrupt their alone time.”

“….”

Mrs. Lynch instantly got the point.

She found it normal if someone else’s son did it. However, she thought it was bizarre when Forrest did it.

“Alas. I always thought your brother was a cold person, and I was so that his future wife would not be able to stand him. However, it looks like I don’t know him well enough.”

“Mom, men nowadays are like this.”

Catherine’s husband, Shaun, crossed Freya’s mind. He gave other people the cold shoulder, yet when it came to his wife… he was passionate in private.
Freya believed that her brother was pretty much the same.

as a woman, she was quite

not matter if a man treated other people coldly

Ryan was not that sort. He was

it a little. When she was talking on the phone with Ryan that night, she snorted. “My brother really is a good man. I reckon he has never touched any woman’s hand except for Jessica’s.

• • •

for no reason, Ryan was confused. “Don’t you remember how Forrest criticized Jessica

suddenly recalled how Catherine used to be

it hit Freya that Ryan had always been gentle, considerate, and

she was the one demanding too

them down politely without giving them a chance. Everyone has different ways of handling things. If I, the prime minister’s son, pull a long face like your brother, other people might see

so she hurriedly changed the topic. “ By the way, my brother will be having a wedding in the States next month.

heard of it.” Ryan was taken aback. However, he then sounded envious when he said, “Look. They just got together, and they’re having a wedding soon. Yet,

old is my brother? And how old are you?”