No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Chapter 147 She Was Actually Afraid

Freya placed the vegetables by the stove and quickly began cooking.

She noticed that she was quite skilled, almost instinctively knowing what seasonings to use, and the accompanying vegetables were quickly transformed into exactly eight dishes.

After setting the food on the workbench, Freya stared at the dishes in front of her without saying anything.

These eight dishes looked very familiar to her and, based on what she had previously seen on the old phone, they should all be foods Radley enjoyed.

The dishes on the table were steaming hot, and Freya sat silently at the table, vaguely recalling what she had previously documented.

When she was in Smalzot Yard, she would always make these eight dishes while waiting for Radley to return home.

But after they got married, Radley had never once tried her cooking.

At this, Freya felt a pang of sadness. She looked up and saw Radley already starting to eat.

“Radley, why are you doing this?” She had a hunch about what was going on.

When she stopped to think, all the places Radley had taken her to today were places that housewives often go to.

Not just that, they also went to a perfume store. She enjoyed making perfumes as a hobby, and it seemed that she frequently created scents for Radley in the past.

Is he trying to help me remember the past?

Radley ate his food with his eyes gleaming slightly. “I just wanted to know what our life was supposed to be like before.”

Freya tightly pursed her lips. “Although I’m grateful to you, I only see you as a business partner now. At most, we can be good friends. Don’t get too caught up in the past; we need to move forward.”

Instead of responding, Radley just ate his meal in silence.

Freya took a deep breath. This meal left her feeling conflicted. In fact, she had no idea her cooking was so good, and her heart ached.

The whole time she was in the Kaufmann family, she had never cooked for her mother or brother, but she was doing all of that for Radley.

Having done that for two years, even if she had lost her memory now and looked at it from an observer’s perspective, Freya still believed it wasn’t worth it.

After finishing their meal, Radley led Freya to a small office.

“You used to enjoy creating scents here

Freya’s eyes darted around the space.

“The agarwood scent you made before was really nice. It has a calming effect. However, I

remained expressionless. “Can you help me create some

quickly sat down and picked up a few perfume boxes to look at the

decided to

must be boiled, while others must be steeped, before being combined into a powder.” Freya said quietly. “It takes a long time. If you want it, I’ll make it

as if she had completely let go of

past.

done creating the scent, it was already afternoon, so Radley drove her back to

car, both of them were silent. Freya was agitated and restless, and she felt a tinge of fear

I

afraid of getting too close to Radley, fearing

like falling in love with Radley two years ago wasn’t a coincidence. Perhaps he’s just

this, Freya pinched her hand,

make the same mistake

a weekend, Freya, Ink, Heartless Scoundrel,

texted Ink and decided to bring

all four of them would be present, it would be an excellent

a restaurant as the venue. As the host, she arrived at

private,

them in the front yard of the restaurant, which had a nice view of a bamboo

she waited, a light breeze

arrived after

floral dress, which made her look very different from how she

up Heartless Scoundrel, so the

know what he looks like.

smiled. “You’ll know

in the yard, they heard noises coming from the front

cap who walked in. He was about 5’9″ tall and appeared to

quick curious glance over. Since Jakob went to get

walked up to them, took off his hat and mask, and revealed a

had an aura that was difficult to place. His striking features resembled

It all seemed too absurd to her.

long time no

softly laughed

full name was Inken Callahan, the son of the Callahan family of Hartterre.

disease he contracted while still inside his mother. As a result, he became a pretty boy who was always sick. When the wind blew, he’d cough uncontrollably,

Callahan family had a lot of influence in Hartterre, but sadly, they only had one

actually met