Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

 Chapter 1865

Freya shifted her eyes to the man.

A chic, limited-edition white convertible was parked at the roadside. There was a young man inside, who was wearing a white shirt beneath a linen vest. His curly black hair was parted with a ratio of four to six, while his fringe was blown up, exposing his forehead and exquisite eyebrows. He had pretty thin lips and a high nose bridge where a pair of black-rimmed glasses sat. With his outstanding presence, he looked like a handsome and elegant young man who had just stepped right out of a comic book.

Even a woman like Freya who was used to seeing handsome men zoned out for a short moment.

Previously, she used to think that some male celebrities seemed alluring when wearing glasses.

Next to the man in front of her, however, those celebrities paled in comparison.

Nevertheless… This handsome man looked familiar. When the man noticed her gaze, he smiled smugly.

He took a bouquet of pink roses from the rear seat. After that, he opened the car door and strode toward Freya.

Under everyone’s admiring gazes, he approached her…

As soon as he stopped in front of her, he handed her the roses. The scent filled her nose. “Wifey, here are 27 stalks of roses, which signifies my love for you.”

her with a smile. His two charming dimples coupled with

was dazed and shocked

him familiar. It turned out that it was…

hairstyle but he had also put on a pair of glasses. Anyway, she was

work.

man

wealthy, fit, and tall. Look at his sports car.

of billions of dollars. Not everyone who’s rich can buy

am I not

at the man who seemed to be drawn by a brush. Indeed, he

thump in

admit that the sight of Rodney’s

her calm mind was becoming

she subconsciously clutched Rodney’s hand and

a short pause, she said to Charlene, “You can