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.

been

and looked at Freya. A vibrant smile appeared in his eyes. “Did

her lip and glared at him nervously. “These are just leftovers from my house. My mom wanted to throw them away but I

just give it to me.

her arm lightly. After bringing her

However, it seemed too cramped for a man and a woman to

came clean with her, she felt flustered and lost. She was even scared of spending time

hastily, primarily because she wanted to avoid

the suite. There was a backpack on the sofa as well as a

just a normal scarf, but he always wore it during

the containers. His clear eyes lit up. “Mm, it smells

Freya opened another container and faked a smile. “This is steak. We eat it on New Year’s

like to eat fatty foods. However,