Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Ryan: [Okay. I’ll be good and wait for you.]

He sent a kissing emoji afterward.

Freya: [If you keep sending those, I won’t go over anymore.]

Ryan quickly sent another obedient emoji.

….

About ten minutes later, she arrived at the hotel room door. The door opened just after she pressed on the doorbell.

Warm air greeted her. Freya strangely started feeling nervous. Actually, it had only been seven or eight days since the last time she met Ryan. However, they both felt as though they had not met in a long time when they saw each other on New Year’s Eve in Melbourne.

Inside the room, Ryan wore a khaki-colored sweater with the collar of a checkered shirt peeking out of the sweater’s neckline. He wore a pair of long casual pants below, which outlined his legs well. His aura was soft, just like a piece of gentle and clean gemstone. However, his eyes seemed pretty tired. They were even bloodshot.

he been very

his head and looked at Freya. A vibrant

glared at him nervously. “These are just leftovers from my house. My mom wanted to throw

don’t throw the food. You can just give it to

lightly. After bringing her inside, he closed the

was about 40 or 50 square meters. However, it seemed too cramped for a man and a woman to be together on

very nervous. Ever since Ryan came clean with her, she felt flustered and lost. She

from Canberra hastily, primarily because she wanted to avoid

were very few of his belongings in the suite. There was a backpack on the sofa as well as a

normal scarf, but he always

and opened the containers. His clear eyes lit up. “Mm, it smells good. Are

smile. “This is steak. We eat it on New

that Ryan did not like to eat fatty foods. However, she did it on purpose