Hus…
Freya’s pretty face twitched slightly. “He’s not my husband…”
“Oh, then he’s your boyfriend, right?” Upon realizing that she had misspoken, the facilitator covered her
mouth, feeling flustered.
Freya was speechless. Did Ryan and her look like they were intimate? “He’s my brother.”
“…I’m sorry.”
The facilitator’s face flushed red. All she knew was that the people who came to take photos today
were of important status. Her boss had given them instructions personally, but she was unclear who
was coming. “I really couldn’t tell because he looks around your age, and he’s patient and experienced
with the child too. I’ve been working in this industry for so long. It’s rare to see dads who are much
more patient than us, facilitators. He must be married, right? Your brother’s wife must be a really happy
woman.”
Freya laughed. “He’s not married yet…”
“Really?” The facilitator felt even more embarrassed. “Okay. I’ve said the wrong thing again.”
“You’re not completely wrong. He’s indeed very patient. His future wife and children will surely be very
happy.”
Freya looked toward Ryan.
Dani was obviously running out of patience, so Ryan had no choice but to think of more fun tricks.
Even Freya, who was watching from the side, knew that Ryan would most probably be out of energy
once the photoshoot ended.
The photoshoot only ended at 3:00 p.m.
After that, Dani was so tired that she fell soundly asleep in Ryan’s arms.
Aunty Loretta wanted to carry Dani over from Ryan, but Dani was too sensitive. It was as if she could
feel Ryan’s body warmth and cry at his slightest movement.
“Give it a little while more. Maybe she hasn’t fallen into a deep sleep yet. I don’t have work today
anyway.”
With that, Ryan carried Dani into the car. Freya slowly sat beside him while Aunty Loretta supported
her. “Let’s go straight to the Snow family’s manor. Uncle Nathan gave me a call just now and told us to
go over earlier.”
Ryan nodded.
Freya glanced at him. “Thank you for today. I— ”
“You owe me a meal again.” A gleam of a smile flashed across Ryan’s eyes.
“Yes, yes. I’ll treat you to food every day after I recover, ” Freya said instinctively.
“What if you’re lying to me?”
“Then I’d be a pig.” Freya quickly swore to it.
Ryan frowned. “What’s wrong with pigs? They’re so cute. They’re so chubby.”
“…Okay. So you like pigs.” Freya did not expect that.
“What I mean is that I won’t hate the person I like even if she becomes chubby in the future. I’d even
think that she’s cute. ” Ryan gave Freya a pensive gaze.
“Oh.” Freya understood. “You’re saying that you like chubby girls. Got it. I’ll tell my godmother
about it next time so that she can choose a few chubby girls to introduce to you.”
Ryan was speechless for a while, but he chuckled.
He meant that Freya would eventually become chubby with the way she was eating every day, but he
would not mind it. He liked her, all of her.
Unfortunately…
Forget it. Freya’s emotional intelligence was too low, so there was nothing else he could do. He had to
take it slow.
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