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 exhausted

Year’s Eve.” Ryan lowered his head and looked at Freya. A vibrant smile appeared in his eyes. “Did

mom wanted to throw them away but I brought them for you because I

the food. You can just give it to me. I’ve never had food

pulled her arm lightly. After bringing her inside, he closed the

not big. It was about 40 or 50 square meters. However, it seemed too cramped for a

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

hastily, primarily because she wanted to

sofa as well as a padded jacket and a scarf on the hangers. That scarf was the gift Freya gave Ryan last

a normal scarf, but he always

and opened the containers. His clear eyes lit up.

faked a smile. “This is steak. We

like to eat fatty foods. However, she did it on purpose that